The King in Yellow Chapter Nine

MAGDA’S ORDEAL

Magda followed Dmitri out of the old convent, head held high. Her superbly nude body cast a long shadow in the late afternoon sun. The path led them to a huge flat-topped slab of granite, a tomb or an altar of some long-forgotten religion. In front of it waited Grigori, Andrei, Leon and Pierre wearing black trousers and – with the exception of Andrei who liked to be bare-chested – white shirts. Each had several knives and whips at his belt and each had a nude woman kneeling at his feet, knees apart, hands behind her back. Dmitri held out a hand and she took it. He laid her back on the slab, spreading her auburn hair out across the weathered stone tenderly. He stroked her cheek and let his fingertips brush across her lips to be kissed. As he stepped back, she opened her thighs wider and gracefully stretched her arms back over her head. Through her lashes she watched Leon tap the shoulder of the woman at his feet and hand her a long, straight knife. She took it and rose to her feet. The woman stepped up to the slab and looked back at Leon adoringly. He nodded and she climbed onto the slab to kneel astride Magda’s head facing her feet. A gentle breeze stirred the branches of the pines but, around the ancient stone, all was silence.

Magda put a tentative finger to the smooth skin of the thigh above her face and turned her head to see Dmitri’s reaction. At his nod, she ran both hands slowly up the woman’s legs and over her hot cunt to claw at her buttocks, spreading them wide. Her head darted forward and she lapped slavishly at the arsehole, seizing the woman’s hips when they started to buck so that the she was forced to press her groin down onto Magda’s eager mouth. Sobbing and broken she arched her back and offered her crotch to be licked from arse to clit and back again.

Leon leant over them and spoke quietly, “Piss on her”. The woman bowed her head, closed her eyes and tensed while Magda pressed two fingertips hard onto her cunt – then with a deep purr she began to spray her, first in gushes and then in a long stream. She leant back on her heels and Magda opened her mouth to swallow the last spurts, writhing sensuously under the warm shower and massaging it into her skin.

Both moaned as Leon ordered “Now, the blade!” and the woman knelt upright.