"Man, look at that!" Rick commented, rocking the knife back and forth.

The two men murmured something. Camey gasped, feeling her pussy muscles involuntarily contracting, forcing her outer cunt lips shut against the blade. Her back arched, presenting her open cunt more openly to the men's stares.

"That's it, slut," Rick hissed. "You're nothing but a fuckin' whore," he muttered, rocking the tip of the knife faster and faster on her clit…

The constant touch and chill of the blade sent shockwave after shockwave of lewdness through the terrified girl. Slowly Camey became conscious of tiny slits on the edges of her outer cunt lips. She was actually cutting herself, her pussy still clamping shut on the razor-sharp edges of that threatening dagger. The stinging cunt juice dribbling across those tiny cuts made her clit actually swell bigger. Camey found a hotter, more intense lust radiating out from her crotch. She was fighting with herself, unable to fully grasp what was happening to her.

"No, no," she said, trying to deny the wonderful feeling coursing through her.

"Sure, baby, sure," Rick said, guessing what was going on in her mind.

Camey's pulse raced madly. She opened her eyes and saw Jack in front of her, stroking his cock, looking as if he were ready to slide that thing back into her mouth.

"Ohhhhh!" she said, turning away from that fat hot dick with difficulty. Everything was exciting her now. Nothing they did to her seemed repulsive, sick. She grunted like a stuck pig, the tip of that knife slicing deeper into her cunt folds. The seating pain was like acid touching her sensitive cuntal membranes. There were wild electric thrills shooting out from her cunt. Her cunt lips were on fire. Her head was throbbing from the excitement and from the violent blows given her by Rick and Jack.