The cold edge of the blade, tracing around your hot naked body. Pushing against your tense, hot pale skin, pushing the limits of the tension of your skin. One false movement could turn the feeling of cold pleasure, into a warm stinging pain. Realising the scarlet liquid with a little prick. While you are helpless, tied and bound, as I trace the cold blade from your neck, pushing against your pulsating veins.
Your naked body at the mercy of the knife, steaming with pleasure and fear, while covered in goosebumps. As I trace the cutting edge down your body, to your breasts, releasing a sigh of pleasure as the blade moves down and my body gets closer to yours. My free hand squeezing around your neck as the point of the knife pushes against the skin of your breast, making you squeal in pleasure and pain, yet too afraid to move. My eyes locked in yours, feeding on your fear and pleasure as my blade traces down your naked body.
The cold of the knife bringing a tingling shiver to your naked belly. The anticipation of the final destination of the cold blade, making your flower ache, burn with desire and flood with her juices of pleasure. My lips now next to yours, my hot breath escaping in the excitement of control and power, teasing your lips for a desired kiss, a bite. As my hand squeezes the air from you even more, bringing a wave of shivers as you gasp, your eyes now wide, your mouth gaping.
The knife has gone down to your thighs, now tracing up. Cutting through the sweet nectar of your delicate flower, ready to slice the petals. As the edge of the blade rests on you slit, and my hand on your throat brings you to your limit. The cold blade pressed against your clit, any false movement could end this sensation of pleasure and fear. Like a growl, my voice cuts through the silence of your winses in an animalistic command.
Commanding your body to release in two simple words “good girl”. As the knife drops from my hand and hits the ground in a cold metal clank and my hand releases your throat, letting your breathe. The tension in now let go in one quick command, bringing you over the edge, your body quivers and shakes, your eyes roll back, your pussy now spasming and leaking with pleasure, as you fall weak i am hear to catch you, “good girl”
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