Mina trembled slightly, the cold barrel of the gun pressed against her skin.
Then I pushed the gun deeper.
Her body was soft like a pink rose slowly unfurling.
The gun forced its way inside, spreading her apart before it entirely entered her body.
I gripped the handle, feeling her clench around the metal.
With a movement of my wrist, the dark steel slid in and out.
Mina had been circumcised, lacking that outer protection. I could clearly see the changes within her.
The delicate, folded pink flesh enveloped the gun, writhing slightly, like a toothless infant suckling.
Each time I withdrew the gun, it struck the metal ring piercing her c******s, producing a sharp, ringing sound.
The hood of her c******s had been removed during the circumcision, leaving it completely exposed and perm
