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I repeated the stroke repeatedly, from side to side and back over her clit as she fought the urge to grind down on the blade. Right where I wanted her, on the edge between danger and desire.

When I pulled my knife away and swivelled it so the blade lay secure against my palm while the hilt pressed against her wetness, she cried out. I lifted one of her legs and balanced it over my other arm before sliding the hilt of the knife into her. Her whole body reacted as she tried to move backwards, to remove the knife’s hilt from being sunk in her cunt.

‘Do you want me to go sit down and watch you some more?’

‘No-- God no. Please...’

‘Stop bringing god into this, he’s nowhere to be seen right now, baby girl. Now grind that wet cunt against my knife, Valentina.’

Some of the other strung up playthings watched her rapturously, rubbing their thighs together as they envied my slut.

Not mine...

The knife dug into my hand as she moved her hips, gently at first, as she summoned the courage to act on her lust. But soon enough, the pressure building between her thighs won out over any logic or modesty, as it always did. I was convinced the human brain became more and more shut off the closer to orgasm someone was.

‘You are so beautiful when you’re desperate, Valentina. Such a far cry from that polished woman I saw at the party. Here you are with cream stained thighs and my cum in your belly, fucking my knife as though your life depended on it.’

I wanted to kiss her so badly, to swallow down her cries as she came for me. But she was being punished for being a brat, so instead, I pulled the knife free right as I felt her thighs quake, and sat back down.

‘No. Logan. Come back.’

My laughter filled the space as she bucked against the pillar, squeezing her thighs and cursing me. ‘Brat’s need to be taught a lesson. And you’ve been such a fucking brat.’

‘God damn it. Don’t be such a twat.’ At first, anger filled her voice, before she gave in and whined. ‘Please. Please don’t leave me like this. I’m sorry. I’ll be good.’

And I did the same twice more to the same effect. Each time, she’d be reluctant at first, until the sensations overcame the mistrust. The third time I removed the knife before she’d come, she cried such pretty tears for me I almost gave in and put my cock inside her. Losing my spot at Rosenhall wasn’t an option though, and I knew Valentina would enjoy being hunted by whoever bought her, and would enjoy the freedom her collar’s price would give her.

‘What’s this,’ Alfie said as he came up the stairs, seeing Valentina crying, with her thighs slick and me sat watching her. ‘My, my, what a little snack.’

He gave me a small nod before approaching Valentina, which I returned, giving him my permission to approach.

‘Such a pretty little thing, but so very messy.’

‘Miss Valentina was being a brat.’

‘Tsk, tsk,’ Alfie said as he reached up and ran a thumb over Valentina’s lips. Her eyes flicked to my face, and I grinned. ‘Brats are such a nuisance. Shame this brat is so very dirty. Perhaps I could aid you in cleaning her up?’

‘Hose her down or use your tongue?’ I said.

‘My tongue? Well now, there’s an idea. But I’m not sure she’d want my tongue on that sweet cunt, would she?’ Alfie spoke to her, tipping her chin upwards and meeting her eyes.

‘Please?’

‘Oh, but she asks so sweetly. Shall I bring her over?’

I nodded my assent as he reached up and released her cuffs, pushing her to her knees.

‘Crawl, little darling,’ he said, following her and watching as her ass wiggled with each movement.

‘I’ve been being so very mean and teasing poor Valentina to the edge with my blade in her little fuck hole.’

‘He didn’t let you come?’ Alfie said as Valentina reached my feet and knelt up to look at me.

‘No,’ she whispered, her cheeks burning.

Leaning forward, I tipped her jaw with my palm and asked, ‘Do you want him to play?’

‘Won’t it make you jealous?’ she asked.

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