I want to play in your flesh.... crawl , squirm and tear.. Can you see me....sitting there covered in you, red all around us.. A sadistic smile rolls over my face as I tinker about your body, You ... you're so still, so quiet as I take from you another piece. You say nothing ..so calm you stay... I think to myself....maybe I should loosen the knot..but choose to tighten it instead... Your body clenches just slightly. I see the purple start to form from where the ropes have gripped so tight that it cuts off blood flow, after all I want this to last.......I laugh crudely saying to you aloud ...."can't let you bleed out yet"..While on your knees,I put the spike from my high heel on your nipple slowly increasing pressure, I hear a low grunt....I giggle..and say, "Naughty Boy.. I told you no noise," now yelling, "How do you expect me to concentrate, when you make so much racket?" I look down at him expecting an answer...."I'm waiting," I say with a sarcastic undertone, "Oh....you can't speak with that ball gag in your mouth can you?" I push my heel deep into your chest and finish with "Thats the fucking point!" I push him to the floor..He falls with a dull thump being tied up and all.. I reach for my dagger, so shiny, pretty, and sharp. He lays there on his back at my mercy. I straddle over him..I can see the fear in his eyes.. I run my blade over his chest leaving a nick here and there.
Watching him twitch leaves me with this unbearable urge to be satisfied. I look down at him with these eyes of a beast whom needs to be fed. I sit on his chest, pondering what I should do to fix this unbareable hunger of mine....It takes only a split moment..Then it comes to me.... I position myself so that my most precious of parts sits in his face.. I slide the tip of my dagger slowly down my lips past my throat.... between my full breasts... around my navel.God, how that cool steal feels against my warm flesh, it sends me over the edge...I must be satisfied now.
I see him start to sweat, his breathing getting so heavy..making my hunger for him stronger with every shallow breath he takes... The reflection of that beautiful steel beams off the droplets on his face...Such a look of desperation he has ...I continue to slide my dagger down, cutting the gag from his mouth....He gasps for air as I split the seam of the skin-tight leather that holds back my screaming flesh..I rub my essence over his face holding my position and continue grinding my wet pussy against his moist lips. I let out a subtle moan... and grind harder... I lift up for just a moment allowing him to take a breath.... I pull on the knot to reassure myself that he can't break free... I drop back down on his face..I sit motionless.. I await his twitching from lack of oxigen, not waiting to long it begins... I can feel his muscles flex and relax, he tries to move his head about so i clench my thighs togeather so he may not. I moan out of this devious intention.
"Hold still, I didn't say you could breath", said with a devilish smile on my face. His body starts to spaz, getting more and more violent.. appezing my hunger.....I moan aloud and start to bounce, letting my swollen clit tap the soft flesh of his lips......"You want to breath?", I ask him, he wildly shakes his head yes, which rubs my clit just the right way....I let out a grunt and sit up for a moment. I look down at him with a displeased look of a young child.. "WHy Must you breath?..I was going to get off..but u needed air... so selfish", I said poutingly.
to be continued
