The King in Yellow Chapter Ten

MAGDA’S SACRIFICE

The men carried or dragged their victims through the main hall and back to the kitchen, smearing great trails of blood behind them. Magda stood obediently at Dmitri’s side, her luscious body gory and befouled, gazing at him with naked adoration. He clapped his hands twice and Alexandra stepped into the hall and came towards them. Nude save for thigh-length leather boots and a silver necklace; she carried a black suede bag over her shoulder.

“Call us when she is ready” Dmitri told her and followed after the others.

Alone in the hall, the two women faced each other, Magda a full head taller. Without a word, Alexandra took her bag over to a plain table at the side of the room and proceeded to lay out a variety of canes, switches and vicious whips. Magda stood where Dmitri had left her and watched, her high breasts rising and falling. Tiny streams of moisture ran from her cunt, cutting streaks down her blood-stained thighs. Alexandra returned, smiling warmly, and broke the silence.

“I am going to oil you. You will feel the lashes more keenly” she said and, laying a delicate hand on her victim’s shoulder she guided her gently down to the floor and had her sit back, open legged. Her cross pendant swung before Magda’s eyes as she bent over her.

“You wear the Yellow Sign” Magda gasped as she made out the curious symbol at its centre, picked out in sapphires. A faraway look came into Alexandra’s eyes.

“I had it from his own hand” she said, “and it is mounted on a crucifix”. There was a shared moment of silence before she collected herself. “Your hair is so beautiful” she said, taking ivory combs from the bag. She piled the shimmering, copper curls on top of Magda’s head to bare her neck and shoulders then poured a pool of scented oil into the palm of her hand. She sighed and chewed her lip as Alexandra’s hands ranged over her shoulders, arms and breasts, working the oil and blood evenly into her smooth flesh with exquisite tenderness.

Lingering over the erect nipples, Alexandra leant forward and brushed her lips up Magda’s throat to breathe in her ear “There are scourges of stiffened, knotted leather, long bullwhips and flails tipped with steel hooks – razor sharp”. She closed her eyes, purring while Alexandra rubbed the whole flask of oil from the nape of her neck to the tips of her toes, rolling the yielding body over to knead her buttocks and crotch, making her inner thighs slippery with a mixture of oil and her own juices. Alexandra pressed her lips against Magda’s all the while, breathing into her panting mouth and licking at the tip of her tongue. At last her whole body shone slick and glossy. Magda moaned deeply, desperately bucking her groin against the soft fingers stroking oil into her clit and Alexandra took her lower lip between sharp, white teeth to tease at it wickedly for a moment before kissing her deeply and passionately.