Some of his spray splashed over Blair, but much of it fell into Katrina's open mouth.  He removed a hand as she suckled him, continuing to work her with one hand but stroking her hair comfortingly with the other.  The rest of his spray shot straight down Katrina's throat as he fought to bring her even faster to orgasm.<br/><br/>Meanwhile, the bands kept Blair's limbs held to the bed, and still gasping a little, the Master looked down to her.  "Maybe I should have Master Lucas' body sent for, to let his corpse rot next to you in your cell.  You'd like that, wouldn't you, little wretch?  All you're good for is serving a dead man."