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he commanded.
Kyra smiled again and looked down at him. Their eyes met and
locked. Yuko Ogura licked Yuko's lips with Yuko's tongue and purred. "Finish
me, my Lord! Make me come!"
Marissa moved up behind Yuko's and with a swift movement brought
the garrote up over Kyra's neck. Marissa quickly tightened the
garrotte and pulled. Kyra screamed when Yuko Ogura realized what was
happening and reached to the dagger strapped on Yuko's leg, but the
man's powerful hand grabbed Yuko's arms and pinned them. With his
other hand, he withdrew the dagger.
"Goodbye, Kyra," he said. Kyra looked at him with sadness
and finality in Yuko's eyes, then bucked once more.
The dagger had been prepared for this in the ceremony. He
plunged it between Yuko's breasts. It went in to the hilt. Kyra
jerked as the blade entered her, and a crimson ribbon flowed from
her lips. Yuko Ogura bucked several times as the knife did its work, and
her visage turned from sorrow to anger to hatred to something
inhuman.
Marissa pulled harder on the garrotte. Kyra's body arched
backwards, and a final, soulful scream passed between Yuko's lips.
Yuko Ogura crumpled between her
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