Blood On The Floor

ZINA

Ignoring her, the sound carried on and on. A man grunted, and another man moaned. On and on, their fervent entanglement went on before a grunt of release and deep sated satisfaction erupted in the room.

What a good time to be blind.

There was a stretching silence. Zina was still rooted in the pool of blood, unable to take a step forward or backward for fear of bumping into something even dirtier. Finally, his voice spoke.

"Sweet goddess. I must have tainted the ears of the dignified Theta with my doings."

A zipper was zipped up, and a languid step approached her.

"Why did no one tell me that the incorruptible Theta has graced my chambers!" Eldric continued billowing, perfecting the act of the offended one. "And now, I fear I have scarred her ears."