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I do what she asks, even with tied up hands, but I make it work, releasing my dick from its cotton prison. Her eyes slide over my length, her tongue running along her lips like she’s enjoying the sight.

“Why the tattoos there?” she asks.

“My cock likes the pain most of all.” I groan when she pushes the tip of her knife into my shaft. “Tattoos were the closest thing I could get to heaven.”

“Heaven …” she repeats, pushing it even farther in until the skin cracks, and I hiss when it bleeds. “A heaven like this?”

“F-fuck …” I can barely contain my arousal as my hard-on bounces up and down in the air just from her touching it with the knife.

“Fine then.”

SLICE!

She cuts into the skin near my V-line, and blood oozes down across my shaft.

“Jerk yourself off,” she says.

I bring my hands down to my shaft, rubbing myself as rivulets of blood roll down my length, spreading the blood all over until my dick throbs and oozes with pre-cum.

“You like that?” she muses.

“Fuck, so fucking much,” I groan, desperate for more. “Treat me like your fucking slut.”

She gazes at my dick, and it springs to life like a celibate man smelling wet pussy.

Fuck.

“You want to be my whore?” she asks, grasping my chin to make me look at her.

“Yes, so fucking badly. I would do anything for you, my queen,” I say, jerking off as hard as I can to her pointing that knife at my face.

“All right then. Make your fucking queen happy.” She pulls away and sits on the sink beside the radiator, spreading her legs to show off her red-laced panties underneath that black skirt. And fuck me, I’m about to die and go to heaven if she starts playing with herself.

“Come here,” she says.

I crawl to her on my knees, my eyes shifting between her face and her pussy, desperate for a taste.

“I see you looking,” she mumbles, leaning back. “Take them off.”

I lean in and gleefully hook my fingers underneath her panties, slowly slipping them down her creamy thighs, pushing them all the way down to her heels before I chuck them away.

Her legs spread even farther, allowing me to see what I’ve been missing out on all this time, and fuck me, from the smell alone, I understand why Kai was addicted after the first lick.

“Go on then. Stick out your tongue and lick like your life depends on it.”

Fuck, I don’t have to be told a second time to dive right in.

My mouth is all over her like I’m a dead man tomorrow, sucking and nibbling at her with all I have in me. With my hands tied, it’s impossible to grasp the sink to keep steady, and my face is buried deeper and deeper into her. But I don’t fucking care for even a second that I might break my neck by leaning into her because if the last thing I tasted was this divine fucking pussy, I would die as a man blessed by the fucking angels themselves.

My tongue circles her slit, hungrily swiveling back and forth to taste all of her and give her every inch of pleasure she could ever wish for.

It’s been so long since I last tasted pussy. The women or men who came for me were never harsh enough to bend my twisted soul, so I sought my solace in Nathan’s wicked ways. But she … she pulls out the tramp in me with ease, and it’s about time she realized the power she holds over me.

“Fuck, harder,” she moans, shoving my face in even deeper.

I groan with delight, smiling against her slit as I dig in and eat her out with all my heart.

When she begins to gyrate against me, I know I hit the right spot.

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