Penny
Cyn crept up behind Penny, her hands reaching out to grab her hips. She pulled Penny close, her lips brushing against her ear. "Good morning, baby," she purred, her hands sliding down Penny's body to cup her pussy.
Penny gasped, her body stiffening at the sudden touch. She turned around, her eyes wide with surprise. "Cyn, what the fuck?" she exclaimed, her hand reaching for the nearest object - a frying pan.
Cyn's eyes widened in shock as Penny swung the frying pan at her, the sound of metal hitting flesh echoing through the kitchen. Cyn stumbled back, her hands flying to her face as she tried to shield herself from the blows.
Penny's eyes flashed with anger as she continued to beat Cyn with the frying pan, her breath coming out in ragged gasps. "You fucking cheated on me, Cyn," she spat, her voice dripping with venom.
Cyn's heart raced as she tried to process what was happening. She had never seen Penny like this before, her usually calm demeanor replaced with a wild, uncontrollable rage.
Penny finally dropped the frying pan, her chest heaving with exertion. She looked down at Cyn, her eyes filled with disgust. "Get the fuck out of my house, Cyn," she hissed, her voice barely above a whisper.
Cyn's heart ached as she stared up at Penny, her body still trembling from the beating. She knew she had fucked up, but she didn't know how to make it right. She slowly got to her feet, her legs shaking as she tried to stand.
Penny's eyes narrowed as she watched Cyn struggle to stand. She reached out and grabbed Cyn's arm, pulling her close. "You're not going anywhere, bitch," she snarled, her hand reaching for the shovel that was leaning against the wall.
Cyn's eyes widened in terror as Penny raised the shovel above her head, her body tensing for the impact. She closed her eyes, bracing herself for the pain that was sure to come.
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