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He yanked his cock free from her throat, pulling out of her mouth, looking down at her, the strand of precum and saliva connecting his cock and her mouth breaking. He slapped her face then, hard, and again.
“Do I need to train you again, cockhole?”
She shuddered at the slaps, and the sound of his voice cold and rough. She did not speak, knowing there was no answer that was correct. He yanked her hair, pulling her head back. She moaned, her cunt clenching, body shivering. He reached into his pocket, pulling the knife, opening it. Hearing the click of it nearly making her cum. He reached down, tracing the blade across her cheek, over her throat. He slid it down her breasts, touching the tip of the blade to each nipple.
“Stand, painwhore.”
She stood quickly, shivering there, legs spread, cunt dripping, arms behind her back. He moved, picking something off the counter, the nipple clamps left there. He slide them on her nipples, tightening each until she gasped with the pain.
“Greedy cumslut.”
His hand whipped out, slapping across each breast, her cunt clenching again with each blow, each slap. She loved this, the use. His knife blade caressed her belly, teasing down, the bare skin of her pubis, and sliding between her labia. Her cunt soaked the blade in her juices.
“Do you want to be fucked by this, little bitch?”
She gasped her response, “Whatever you wish, Master.” He chuckled, the sound dark.