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It took Ilya around a minute to completely ruin David’s shirt. Ripped pieces of fabric fell next to him, leaving his body exposed.
The first few slashes I’d given him had already stopped bleeding, though they must’ve hurt. They weren’t as deep as I’d hoped, but the night was still young, and the rest of his body sat before me like a blank canvas.
Stepping aside, Ilya glanced at David for the first time. Pure disgust filled his short-lived look, yet it was enough to shake him up.
“Let me tell you what’s going to happen here,” I announced. “The longer you remain quiet, the longer you’ll suffer immense pain. You see, the most anyone was able to withstand was less than two minutes. But you’re a big boy; you’ll probably be able to last longer.”
David clenched his jaw as I dragged the tip of the blade across his cheek. It had little to no pressure, yet it was enough to draw blood. At best, it was a mere stinging sensation, but it brought satisfaction to me.
I’d purchased the set of two knives at the last minute. I’d been going to this man for years; however, I usually let him know in advance. But even though he had barely any time to prepare them, they were marvelous.
His face was going to be the last thing I sliced up, alongside his dick.
For now, I was uncertain whether to start on his chest, lower stomach, face, or arms. It was a difficult choice.
I returned to the small table and put the platinum knife back into the acid and set the other blade on the table. Instead, I got the fresh, unused blade for this motherfucker.
“What do you think? Stomach or arms?”
Ilya hummed for a moment. “I’d say gouge out his eyes first, but then he wouldn’t be able to see the art on his body. So, start with arms.”
I nodded. “Good thinking.”
The night might’ve been young, but my patience was running thin, and the medication had started to wear off. I’d taken it earlier in the day. The anger from a simple glance at this pathetic fucker was an indicator that I was no longer as relaxed.
Listening to Ilya’s words, I was on David’s left side. Carefully, I tilted the blade to an angle, placed it against his skin, starting from his shoulder, and then dragged it down. At first glance, it slid through so easily that there was no sign of it piercing through his skin.
Then, screams came.
It was so loud and painful for my ears. David’s eyes closed shut as the piece of skin fell to the floor. It took a few moments before the blood started to flow out. As it turned out, I had to slice in deeper.
“Stop it.” It wasn’t a plea. He was trying to command me through tears, sweat, and dripping blood. It was the wrong day to wear a light shirt.
With the back of the handle, I tilted his head towards me. Inching closer, I gave him the widest grin I could muster. Nothing but panic was in his eyes, and that was enough to kickstart my insanity.
“Let me ask you a question.” I hummed. “If I was a minute—an hour—later, what would you have done to my Kaya?”
David didn’t dare to utter a word.
I removed the knife from his cheek and slowly put it on his dick. He froze, barely breathing. Now, he was truly petrified. The handle was made out of metal, and the more I forced it onto his most treasured part, the more he squirmed.
He looked like a fish out of water, desperately trying to survive long enough until a wave threw him back into the sea.
Too bad for him, this was only the beginning. I was just getting started, and this was child’s play compared to what I was capable of.
“It’s okay. You can tell me what you planned to do with her. I won’t get mad.”
He blinked. He didn’t believe me. But once I waved the blade in front of his face, he was aware he had no choice. Well, he had other options, but those would've been worse than speaking his mind.
“I was going to get a blow job,” he stuttered, fumbling over his words as his lips trembled.
“And then?”
David was hesitant to speak. “Then I was going to fuck her until she told me what I needed to know.”
My hands started shaking with fury. Black dots filled my vision, and I could no longer detain the beast that was usually in a deep slumber. Once it awakened, it took a lot of restraining to put it back to sleep.
Without saying a word, I pierced the knife through his dick. Despite his pants being a dark color, I could see the blood that was gushing out. He was yelling, screaming, and begging for me to stop. He wouldn’t have stopped his assault had I not been there in time. Hence, I wasn’t stopping.
