She looks so sweet laying there, writhing against the binds. The tears that stain her soft cheek are just begging to be licked off. There is the taste of fear in those diamond drops of liquid, and fear feeds us. We are her Gods at the moment, and those wet pools falling from her big eyes are our ambrosia. I lean down, placing one gloved hand on her forehead to smooth back her hair, as my warm tongue swipes over those trails of liquid pain. I do not smile, but I look at you, holding your gaze as I slowly walk down the length of her, the tips of my high heels marking the dirt and heavy veil of dust that covers the floor.
I can hear her beg, and for a moment I fain sympathy, touching her arm, bringing one finger to my lips as I shush her softly. I ask in a almost motherly manner if she wants to go home? She nods her head as she sniffs up the snot that is running out of her little nose. I tell her that she will be going home, but not to the one she knows, she will be going to a much better place. A place where the streets are paved with Gold. Her eyes widen just a bit as she knows of the place that I am referring to. She starts to scream. I look at you, you are transfixed on her. For the first time a small smile plays across my lips.
The windows have been blackened out with paint but every now and then, cold white light finds a crack in the paint and falls upon her. It’s stark white tendrils illuminating her flesh for a few moments at a time. I walk over to you, taking your hand in mine as I press my lips against your ear to whisper, “Are you ready?” I feel you nod, you and I both move forward, she watches, I pull your cock out of your pants, and my dagger out of it’s sheath. I say to you as I drag the flat side of the dagger over her lips, “Let the fun begin.”
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