Bye bye Monica

For the next minutes, the maids kept working, while Henry was ogling at them, wondering who his next victim was going to be. Lea was trying hard not to cry, her ass still sore from the pounding she had received. It was difficult for her to stand straight, with those massive tits and ass that were ruining her slim figure.

After a long time, Henry's eyes stopped on Monica, who was carrying her unreal curves clumsily.

-It's been a long time, Monica. Wanna be my slutty maid again?

-Please, no...she muttered, looking down.

Not listening to her plea, Henry walked slowly towards her and grabbed her boobs immediately. Monica couldn't help moaning. This freak had made those funbags particularly sensitive.

-Let me go !

-Well that's no way of talking to your master, is it. Say you're sorry.

-Monica eez sorry, monsieur...no ! what am I doing, get out of my head !

Snapping out of Henry's control for a moment, Monica backed away and suddenly, led by a growing feeling of rage, she slapped him in the face. A terrified silence followed the blow, as Henry started smiling at the French actress with a wicked grin.

-So you still think you can resist me? I guess it's time to...shatter that ego of yours.

Without a warning, Henry slapped Monica in the face. A strange noise, like broken glass, could be heard. Monica fell on her knees, holding her face between her hands screaming in agony. Lea frowned. This freak had done something to her.

-My face ! What did you do !

Monica finally removed her hands from her face, revealing a sight that attracted the horrified looks of everyone.

-What's happening to meee ?

-I wouldn't do any sudden gestures if I were you. The slightest shock could cause your whole body to shatter.

Lea couldn't help staring at Monica's face. It was broken, like a mirror, pieces barely sticking together. Her whole body seemed to have turned into a ruin about to collapse.

-Please, she sobbed, I'm sorry. Don't kill me, please.

-You'll have to convince me, Monica. You know what, give me your best blowjob right now, and I'll change you back.

Not caring anymore about protesting, Monica nodded and carefully unbuttoned Henry's pants, losing two fingers doing so, that fell and shattered on the ground.

-Oh God, she cried, feeling her body becoming more fragile by the second.

-There's no time to waste.

Monica obediently grabbed her tormentor's dick and started sucking on it. Once in a while, a piece of her skin would detach and fall on the ground. Instead of the flesh and bone one could have expected, there was nothing, as if her body was now nothing more than an empty shell, with a surface about to break apart.

-You'll have to to better to convince me.

Tears were running on Monica's face, as she was sucking this madman's dick, her life depending on it.

-Hmmm, she moaned, sobbing, as she could only hear the slurping sounds of her mouth around this cock and the cracking noises of her body falling apart.

He finally came in her mouth. Terrified of being destroyed now, she quickly swallowed the hot jizz, licking the glans frantically to please this man who had her life in his hands.

-Was it good enough...master? she asked, looking up to Henry.

The latter gently carressed Monica's hair, with a smile.

-Oh Monica...of course not.

Before the actress had time to say anything, Henry grabbed her by her hair, causing her to scream in pain.

-No...please don't...

Henry **** Monica to stand up by pulling her hair and before anyone could react, she smashed her head against the wall. This attack, that would have broken her nose in other circumstances, caused her head to explode into multiple pieces that fell on the ground with the sound of broken glass. The headless body stood there for a short moment, before collapsing too. A moment later, where Monica Bellucci used to stand only remained thousands of these small fragments.

-Let this be a lesson to you all, said Henry with a fierce look towards the horrified celebrities. Now clean this up and throw the pieces in the fire.