Warning: This is rather violent. Remember Julia has a safeword but hasn't used it.
“Did
you come in her?” Will asked, stepping nearer.
“No,
Master.”
“Well,
then she is obviously even more worthless than I thought.” He held
his knife to Justin’s throat. He pulled to start a red line of
blood and licked at it. It was barely an inch long and not deep. “Do
you want to finish in her? I will finish in you,” he promised. “And
this steel will not leave your skin.”
Justin’s
breath came in panting gasps and Julia could see his balls
tightening, his cock starting to drip. He really was a masochist.
“Yes,
Master,” he hissed and lifted Julia’s legs again, leaning over
her as her thrust deep inside her. She screamed as he rubbed against
the burns. He screamed as Will entered him from behind.
“Then
fuck her,” Will commanded, pulling the knife and licking the wound
as he rocked his hips against Justin’s.
Justin
throbbed inside her, then began pumping wildly, holding her hips as
though he might collapse. His face was scrunched in pain and
pleasure, lines deep on his forehead, the corners of his eyes. He was
beautiful, and he was hurting her so badly. Her pussy screamed in
pain with each thrust, but she was still in awe of him and his face.
The dark hair beneath his jaw, Will’s as he continued to lick the
line he drew, detracted only slightly from the vision. When the knife
finished it’s semi-circle, Will started to draw a line down
Justin’s throat, toward his collar bone. The turn, the triangle of
skin lifted, gave a slight gout of blood - it was so close to his
artery — and Will lapped that up. Justin exploded inside Julia and
her eyes were torn from him as she threw her head back in another
vicious scream of pain.
“Perhaps
you aren’t completely useless. Justin, piss on her.”
Julia’s
eyes went wide. Justin didn’t hesitate, holding himself over her.
She
wept in shame, in pain. “You make a fine chamberpot,” Will said.
“I don’t know what Harrold sees in you. Worthless woman. Justin,
take this trash and put it in the hall.”
Justin
lifted her gently, whispering in her ear. “I’m sorry.”
She
choked out. “No, you aren’t.”
