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“Formypleasure,” I say, pressing the blade against my palm, and dragging the tip through my flesh. The skin parts, blood beading, the drops falling onto her bare chest.

“Leon,” she whispers, fear rounding her eyes, her chest heaving.

“I won’t cut you without your permission, but I am going to paint your skin with my blood,” I say, placing the knife on her stomach as my cock punches against her hip as the pain makes way for euphoria. Swiping my bleeding palm over her chest and up her neck, I wrap my fingers around her throat, my blood smearing across her porcelain skin. She turns her head to me, her gaze drinking me in as I gently squeeze, then release her throat. “Do you trust us?”

She nods.

“Good, because everything we do is with your pleasure in mind. Okay?”

“Okay.” She licks her lips, nerves and excitement fighting for her attention as she squirms on the bed, the chains rattling.

“Keep still, Christy,” Jakub orders gently as he picks up the tuning fork and a small leather drum. “There won’t be a moment when you don’t enjoy this. Ipromise. We have so much to make up for and it starts right now.”

Lightly tapping the fork against the drum, he holds it upright. Combined with the stimulation the perfume has already evoked, the sound is not only pleasant to the ear but causes a visceral reaction in Christy.

She draws in a surprised breath, the hairs on her skin lifting as Jakub runs the still vibrating instrument slowly up from her ankle to her knee and down her thigh, holding it against the very top of her thigh just shy of her pussy lips.

“That feels… Ohhhhhhh,” she cries.

“Good?” Jakub prompts, a smile on his lips as he taps the tuning fork against the drum once more, then lowers it to her pussy lips. Her whole body quakes as he rests the tines against her tender flesh, the sound and the vibrations rushing across the most sensitive part of her body.

Christy shudders from the contact. “That feelssogood,” she murmurs, rocking her hips.

“You won’t be leaving this room until you’ve come multiple times, Christy. I want to erase every shitty thing we’ve done with pleasure. Let us love you the best way we know how,” Jakub says, lifting his gaze to meet ours. “Leon, Konrad, you know what to do.”

Whilst he continues to activate the vibrations, adjusting the position of the tines so that they oscillate against her pussy, making Christy writhe in pleasure, Konrad places a wedge of melon against her parted lips.

“Bite,” Konrad says, and she obeys, her tongue snaking out, lapping at the juice before she takes a bite. He allows her to chew then swallow, then slides the rest of the melon between her parted lips.

“Now suck. Suck on it like you would suck my cock,” he demands. “I want to see your pretty mouth at work.”

Christy hums in agreement and closes her lips around the watermelon and does exactly that, her body jerking against the rapid and continual vibrations from the tuning fork. Her pussy is dripping now, her wetness sliding down the crack of her arse, lubing up her tight hole.

Not to be outdone, I trace the underside of her breasts with the blunt edge of the blade, following everywhere my knife has touched with my bloodied fingers, and then my tongue. Tasting my essence on her makes me as hard as rock. I’m so ready to fuck that it’s taking every last ounce of control I have to prevent myself from shoving Jakub away and burying myself inside of her. He must sense my need, because a moment later he’s calling my name.

“Leon,” he says, jerking his chin at me, his gaze dropping to the anal beads as he moves around the bed to stand next to Konrad, giving me room to insert them.

Grabbing some lube from the armoire, I smother the anal beads then lower myself to the floor at the foot of the bed so I can get a better view of her tight hole. Shifting the position of the tuning fork over her pussy lips so that the tips of the prongs are facing downwards, Jakub gives me a nod.

“Easy does it, brother,” he says, a note of warning in his voice as he slides the prongs over her clit. Christy moans, and I use the opportunity to swirl my lubed up finger over her hole.

Gritting my teeth to prevent myself from coming immediately, I gently insert my forefinger inside of her. She’s so fucking tight and I have to suck in a deep, controlled breath as I watch a drop of wetness slide out of her pussy and over my finger. For the next minute or so, whilst Jakub rubs her clit and Konrad feeds her all sorts of desserts, kissing her between mouthfuls, I finger her arse, getting her ready. When her sphincter begins to relax I press a kiss against her thigh.

“Christy, I’m going to insert the anal beads now,” I say, slowly removing my finger and pushing the first small bead inside of her. She moans, her head lifting off the mattress, her eyes blinking as she attempts to acknowledge me. Her pupils are blown wide with pleasure, her body simultaneously malleable and strung tight. “Just relax, okay? I will insert each bead slowly one by one. It shouldn’t hurt, but if it does, tell me and I’ll stop.”

She nods.

Slowly, I press the second anal bead into her lubed up hole. She jerks at the sensation, her stomach muscles tensing, her core contracting and releasing, but the groan of pleasure she releases from her lips and the way her jaw slackens tells me she’s enjoying every moment.

“Jakub, her clit,” I say, urging him to continue touching her there because right now his jaw is slack and his fist is pumping his dick hard as he watches her pussy leak for us.

“Fuck,” he mutters, shaking his head at just how fucking lucky we are before dropping the tuning fork to the bed and swirling his middle finger over her swollen clit. He fingers her whilst I insert the remaining beads until she’s filled with them, the circular rubber hook on the end of the string of beads left flush against her skin.

“All done,” I grind out, a rush of blood surging up my cock as I stand. Gripping the base of my dick, I temper the flow. Konrad notices, grinning at me.

“Alright, brother?” he asks, a smile in his voice.

“You?” I reply, noticing the precum beading on his own dick. I raise my brow, knowing how desperate he is to sink inside of her because I feel exactly the same way, too.

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