[SALLY_FACE] Stay Away From Me.

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( This short is unrelated to my fanfic but this is " if Sal didn't delete Andrew's phone number " - a respond to all my readers )
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     Another furious blow, the sound of continuous beating rang in the old cellar with torture tools scattered across the floor.
But there were no more screams like a few hours ago but only a weak moan. Sal was no longer conscious enough to feel pain, he was breathing heavily and blood flowed along the tie. Sal tried to say something, his lips moved but only whispers came out.

   " Please let me go..."

  Larry was getting more and more impatient when Sal kept repeating a sentence.  He expected something more interesting, his patience had reached the limit when he picked up the knife and marked a light line on Sal's white hand, blood spilled out again...

    "You are such a thorn in my eyes"

Larry complained, from the beginning he had already disliked Sal's attitude, Sal made him mad, his gestures and his actions seduced the other guys in an unintentional manner. Hovering around with two swaying blue pigtails, his body was smooth and slender, god, Larry felt irritated.

"Aaaaah... haah..."

Suddenly, a fierce knife pierced through Sal's trembling hand, pinning his right hand down to the wooden chair, but Sal didn't cry, from the beginning of torture until now, no tear had fallen, responding to blows, slashes, whips were only screams and moans. That was what Larry was dissatisfied with, he gently lifted Sal's chin and smiled, Sal guessed, he saw nothing because his eyes were blindfolded.

" Stop moaning, kitty, say something makes me feel better "

Larry stuck his knife into Sal's neck, Larry's lower body was only a layer of jeans from Sal's face, Sal knew what Larry wanted, he leaned over, used his teeth to pull Larry's pants zip down. His underpants were growing, probably inside was a giant object, Sal tilted his head and rubbed his lips over that thin layer...

"Sh**"

Larry took off his underpants, grabbed Sal's hair, and pressed his head into that "object", deep thrust.

After 30 minutes, Sal gasped with a pile of white semen on the pale face, running down his throat, the blood from the neck also followed, the light cut accidentally Larry created when he climaxed, or was it intentional? Larry had been hard to guess lately. Sal looked away, he didn't want to continue like this, but he didn't want to leave Larry neither. As for Larry, after all, he fixed his outfit, glanced at Sal and the traces he had caused, smiled contentedly, this was the obvious punishment for Sal for betraying him.

" It's not fair... why I'm not allowed to go on a date with Andrew ...!"

" Referring to Andrew again, I will make you stop opening your mouth"

Larry warned, then untied Sal, but locked his ankles to his bedroom bed by a chain. Sal faced down on his knees and trembled, blood still spilled from the wound,

"At least you should let me take a bath"

Whispers, but Larry could not hear him, he went out for dinner with his new girlfriend.

Unfair.

When Sal love him too.