SkItZOFrEnIk's blog: "Curiousity"

Curiousity is said to kill the cat, But for me, it only tantalizes. I have this fantasy, and it often haunts me. It cam about from an actual event that appened in my life, something more of that I saw without meaning too. I should have never seen it, because it wasnt ment for me to see, but I stumbled into it, and found myself profoundly excited. As I walked down the streets of Seattle where I used to live (now in Iowa) I heard noises coming from an open window. Now I am no 'peeping tom' as the saying goes, but I couldnt help but wonder what it was that was happening. SO I crept over, and found the binds cracked open enough for me to see. I saw a man, tired down to his bed, with a woman, tall and seductive with long black hair falling around her body. she was doing a tantalizing dance in front of the man, pouring liquid latex over her skin. Her tits were large and round, curved luciously, and the swell of her hips almost made my own mouth water. I watched as the latex slid down her body, covering her skin with black. and as she finished the latex dance, she crawled over to the man on the bed, rubbing herself against him, his moans, drifting through the window, made me grow slighty wet. I watched as she reached into a drawer and pull out a blindfold, and tie it over his eyes. SHe reached back into the drawer and pulled out a gag, and placed it over his mouth. His lips sealed over the ball of the gag, sweat beading his forhead now. I watched as she slid her hand over his throbbing cock, as her other hand slid under the pillow, and pulled out a knife. I should have left at that moment. What if she killed him? Would I be witnessing a murder? I stayed in place, my legs trembling, my heart pounding. I licked my lips and watched in silence. Insteadof using the knife on him, she slid it across her own skin, blood pouring from the wound. She licked the blade, and ran her hands over the blood, rubbing it over the mans lips, and body. She slapped him across the face, her hand lashing out suddenly. He groaned slightly, his body tensing up. She teased his cock with her lips, for awhile. Pushing him close to the edge of release then leaving him to fall back down. She used all sorts of items on him. WHipes, paddles, pinchers, everything. I watched as she beat him and tortured him, and he loved every second of it you could tell. She finally, slid herself over his cock, riding him, drawing the blade across his chest and licking the blood up slowly with her tongue. I couldnt help but feel aroused by the whole scene. I watched and listened to the man as he came, listening to her growling animal like cries of as she came over him, like a tycoon. I swear in that oment she whipped her head around and he eyes were boring into mine. eyes so emerald and deep, that I felt trapped, until someone started to scream at me from the balcony above. Scared I ran off, but to this day I fantasize about it.