When they bring the knife over to Don Damien, he took it from them and grabbed Brown's cock in his hand using the edge of the knife to play with his cock.

Brown was pondering in his heart what the man was up to.

He suddenly lift the knife, placing it against Brown's throat. "Who are you?" Brown stealthily heaved down a heavy sigh and look at him.

"I'm James Brown." He squealed in a firm and brave voice.

"That's nice anyway." He chimed and pulled the knife away from his throat. "But, you're not welcome here in my abode."

His voice sounds right like a knife being plunged into...