Page 306 of Master of My Life

“Oh.”

“Do I need to erase your memories too?”

“No, my lord. No one suspects anything.”

“Good girl. I’ll see you this weekend.”

He ended the call and tossed his phone on the nightstand. “Sydney.”

She turned over and looked at him with bleary blue eyes. “Huh?”

He grabbed her hair and pulled her close. “Let’s go to the basement.”

Sydney’s eyes grew wide and filled with fright. “What did I do?”

“Nothing, dear. I just feel the need to peel you again.”

Tears spilled over onto her cheeks and she backed away. “No. Please. Not again.”

He grabbed her ankle and pulled her toward him. “After this weekend, I won’t be able to enjoy

you like that for a while. I need to get it out of my system.”

She whimpered and tried to escape, kicking at him, but he jumped on her and grabbed her by the

throat. “I realize that me choking you to death is more appealing than going down to the basement.”

He squeezed and her face turned purple. “But that is not going to happen.” He shifted his body weight,

moving up until his cock was at her mouth. “Open.” She opened her mouth, and he slowly pushed his

cock down her throat. “Do you remember being the mass of quivering flesh for days?”

Her head moved up and down the slightest amount. Her face turned a beautiful shade of purple. “I

should have gotten spikes on my dick like Devin.”

He moved his hips up and down, fucking her throat until she passed out from lack of oxygen then

came all over her face. It was a pretty face. But he preferred it bleeding and raw.

He pulled her down the stairs by her hair and hung her from the ceiling by her wrists, then cuffed

her ankles and attached them to the bolt in the floor. He studied her for a long moment, her body

beautifully stretched out in front of him, before retrieving the razor-sharp knife.

He stabbed her in the lower abdomen and she screamed herself awake. The knife bobbed as she

coughed and struggled. “Please, no . . .”

Damian smiled and yanked the knife out of her body watching the blood run down her hip. He

jabbed it into her nipple and it stuck in her rib cage, and he had to exert effort to get it free before he

could do the same to her other side. Her screams were music in his ears.

Neil appeared as he was slowly pushing the knife into her ass. “What did she do?”

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