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your good girl…..

“Remove everything except your panties and place your hands against the wall” you growl into my ear as you stand behind me. You arent touching me. Its just your words and breath in my ear and yet my body instantly reacts. I do as im told without hesistation. I hear your low groan of satisfaction when you see im wearing my black lace panties. I havent seen you. I know not what youre wearing and my mind wanders to the possibilties of whats about to happen. Then I hear it. The unsheathing of the blade. My heart skips a beat and i bite my bottom lip. My palms sweaty against the wall. I know better than not to move. I know the rules…..

“You okay Baby Girl?” you whisper with a smile in my ear as the blade touches the inside of my ribs. I stiffle a groan. The cold steel against my skin always gives me the same reaction and you know it. I remain still as your breath continues to terrorise me by moving down my neck and over my shoulder. The blade tracing my curves. Down my side. Over my waist and hips and stopping at the band of my panties. Your free hand holds my hip and pulls me tight to you. I feel the denim against my bare thighs. The cold of your belt buckle against my back and your bare chest against me. Im not getting fucked today i realise. Im getting fucked with and that can sometimes be better as you take my body and pleasure it for your pleasure. You like to see how i react to you. The sounds i make just for you. The craving and ache i have just for you. My body melts into yours. Moulding against you. My palms still on the wall as the blade continues its journey. My breath hisses through my teeth as you drag the tip over the front of the lace. My ache growing as i feel the point halt at my shaven slit. Your free hand leaves my hip. You know im not going anywhere. Your finger tip traces my stomach. I go to do what i always want to do and breath in but i know better. I feel your smile on the base of my neck. Its like you know whats going through my mind as your finger traces my ample stomach. Over my belly button. Up the length of me till you reach my swollen breast. The tip of the blade lingers against my slit as your nail flicks over my now hard nipple. I gasp as you take my nipple between your thumb and forefinger and pinch it. As you squeeze the blade moves. Slowly running up the lace to the band. Pausing for a heartbeat before easing into the waistband. I bite my lip as the cold steel touches my skin. I can feel myself starting to drip. The creamy juices soaking the lace as you continue to pinch my nipple. The steel, turned flat, eases down into my panties. Im so aroused as i feel it stop against my pulsating clit which its currently poking out from between my swollen wet lips. I cant stop your name escaping my lips as your hand leaves my breast and reaches up to my throat. You pull yourself up to your full height and pull my head back till its against your shoulder. “Look at me” you growl as my eyes meet yours. They blaze black over my glasses causing you to make that low deep throaty growl that has me near orgasming. “Are you ready baby?” you ask, knowing full well there is nothing in this world that could make me say no. Its just a tease. You know i need it. You press the flat of the blade against my clit and i groan. The you start to move it. Slowly. Easing it up and down. Knowing full well the tip is slicing the lace as you press it against me. My knees shaking. Eyes meeting yours. The steel slick with my creamy juices. Oh so close. Breathing getting ragged. Waiting on those words that will send me over the edge. Whimpering with every teasing movement. Your grip on my throat gets that little bit tighter. I feel your hot breath in my ear. The slick fat blade against me. “Cum for me and let me hear you try to scream” you command and my body instantly complies. As i open my mouth to scream your name your fingers clamp around me and stop me as the orgasm courses through my body. Wave after wave. The blade torturing my clit. My eyes locked on yours. My breath strangled as my knees start to give in. You know me so well so you know my legs wont hold me much longer. You quickly remove the blade, so as not to hurt me, and your hand around my throat moves to around my waist to pull me back against you. Im still in the haze as i hear you sheath the knife in your belt and your other arm wraps around me. “Let go of the wall” you whisper and i collapse back onto you. You lead us back on to the bed and we lie with you wrapped around me. My breathing slowly returns to normal and the last thing i hear before i fall into a slumber is the words i do it all for….

“Well done my good girl…”

 

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quickie….

My phone beeps and i check it quickly. Not even acknowledging the name till the message registers

“Home. Now. Strip. Lie on the bed. Wait for me x”.

I stop instantly and put my hand out for a taxi. I feel that familiar ache that happens everytime in anticipation. I dont know what hes going to do to me but i know it will be deliciously wicked.

I arrive home and strip whilst heading upstairs. Heels on the bottom step. Blouse on the middle of the stairs. Skirt discarded on the top step. One stocking on the landing. Other one at the door. Bra at the bottom of the bed. He wont look for panties as id been instructed not to wear any today.

I do as i was told and lie on the bed. Arms across my plump stomach. My ample breasts starting to get cold causing my nipples to harden. That ache spreading through my body as i await his presence. The front door slams and i jump. I bite my lip as i hear him. He stops at every piece of discarded clothing. Footsteps slowly making their way to me. I can feel my juices flowing in need and desire. He stops outside the bedroom door. Im now nearly panting but lying still as he opens the door. There he is. My man. My Sir. My craving. My eyes start at the bottom and i take him in. Hes clearly left work for this. Black patent shoes. Charcoal trousers. Black belt. Black shirt. Broad shoulders standing out inside the matching jacket. Silver tie. Beard just long enough for my nails to rake through. That bottom lip that has had my teeth marks many times. Dark brooding eyes. One look from them has me craving him. Dark hair just like his beard – long enough for me to grab – when he doesnt have me tied! All 6ft of him towering above me at the end of the bed. He has this knack of making me feel small. I dont know how he does it but its one of the things i love about him.

 

He watches me. Not moving. The bulge in his trousers becoming more evident as his eyes drink me in. “On your knees and move to the bottom of the bed” he says roughly and i instantly comply. In less than 30 secs im face down ass up and my feet are hanging from the bed. I stifle a groan as his finger traces down my spine, over the curve of my ass, across the back of my thighs and around again. “Open yourself for me” he breathes against my skin. My face on the bed steadying myself as both my hands reach around and part my cheeks. Both my naked tight holes feeling his breath as he inhales my scent. Lips swollen and wet. Needing touched. Tasted. Devoured. I remain still as his finger dances over my swollen lips. Parting them. Feeling the heat and wetness that is only for him. Easing his finger into me and bringing it out coated in my juices. Slipping it back in again and holding it there. Oh god i know what he wants. The realisation hits me and my pussy clamps around his finger. He chuckles. That chuckle that hits me in the pit of my stomach and makes my heart beat out my chest. He curls his finger in me. Fuck theres the spot. Right there. His finger curled in me. Staying still. I hear his other hand on his belt. The metal clanking as its opened and it has the most delicious effect. His finger starts to work my now gushing¬†slit as his belt falls open and he unzips his trousers. I cant stop the moans as he gets harder and faster. Pumping his finger into me relentlessly. His cock now out and pulsating in his other hand as he continues to work me. He plays me like a violin and only he knows the tune. I feel it building and so does he. “I want it. Now” he growls and my body plays along. Everytime it betrays me. As he pulls out of me my squirt drenches him. Screaming his name as it soaks his well positioned cock. He thrusts into me as im not quite finished. The feeling is so intense. Oh fuck. Again. Its going to happen again. He feels it and pulls out. His cock dripping of me as it flows down his balls. More and more covering him till i cant give no more and he really starts fucking me now. His hands holding my hips move up my body and pull my hair so that my back is arched and i look at him. Eyes meeting. One more thrust and hes filling me. My name a growl on his lips as he shoots into me. Pussy gripping him milking him dry as our eyes stay locked. When ive taken all he can give he pushes me down onto the bed. Lying on my stomach as he eases from me. I catch a glimpse of him and our eyes meet. He smiles at me and i melt. I look down at him and stiffle a giggle. He is covered in me. He sees me giggle and his eyes blaze again.

 

Well its only a giggle….whats the worst that could happen…….

 

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