I put my hand on your throat, squeezing roughly, and force my cock inside you again. I lock eyes with you, though…you’re too afraid of me, of the knife, to move. You try to hold them together, to keep me out, but it’s no use. The fear, the terror, the pain…with all of that, you still can’t prevent your body from responding to my touch. I put the tip of the knife to your nipple, drawing a tiny bead of blood. The knife is very, very sharp. With that, I kiss you on the forehead, take my knife, and leave you, the way I came, with nothing but your fear, and your pain, and your humiliation. I laugh again, taking my friend, my knife, in hand. I look down at you, my little rag doll, lying under me, silent tears on your face.
Actors:
Jenny Joy
