Written by Msyorks

BDSM
16 Feb 2014


Just touching Him ignites me, and when He touches me back i feel as if i may explode. i couldn't keep my hands to myself, even though i was warned. We both knew i didn't because i was warned. We both wanted it, me tied to the wooded bench with red leather inserts - naked, helpless and vulnerable. Watching Him revel in his role, so mighty, so powerful and me a panting puddle of wanton desire beneath Him. His teeth in my flesh, marking me as His, His fingers filling me, stretching my tight pussy beyond capacity and His words, "Go ahead and scream all you want, no one can hear you." My hips arch, my body's natural response to being so full, trying to back away, His other hand slamming them back down, driving his fingers even deeper and suddenly I'm cumming so hard i can see stars. He tells me what a good girl i am and my heart leaps and i'm once again filled to the brim with molten hot desire.

The way He effortlessly lifts my legs by my ankles so He can spank my naughty ass makes me feel so small and dainty, so hopelessly helpless in His strong grip, what a fucking rush. Then His fingers are in me again, it hurts so fucking good when He adds that third finger again and tells me to take it like the good little pain slut i am. As He abuses my dripping cunt He shoves two fingers from His other hand knuckle deep down my throat. Hands still bound and anchored over my head, two of three holes stuffed, tears welling up - i came again, hard, but He doesn't stop and so neither do i. i just kept cumming and cumming, writhing on the bed until he's satisfied and stops

He kneels near my face, showing me how hard His perfect cock is. i want to suck it so fucking bad my mouth is watering. He strokes it, mere inches away from my face, then smears his precum on my face and lips. Then the knife comes out. Feeling it on my skin is torture, i know he won't cut me yet but the steel holds so much promise. He cuts his thigh, it's so near me i can hear the blade parting his skin and my nostrils fill with the scent of his blood as it wells up around the cut. i'm shivering and straining at my bonds, whimpering as the blood beads then begins to drip. He sees me watching and dips his knife blade in it and uses it to smear His beautiful blood on my left tit. My whole body goes taut while my head spins and i try, unsuccessfully to divide my attention between His blood and his cock. i plead with him to let me out so i can at least touch Him and help Him to cum, He laughs, gently, darkly and comments that we both know that i want {both} , I'm not allowed to play with His blood just yet. , i'd have every intention of being good and following the rules, but intentions and rules mean nothing to hungry little monsters... He did readjust me so he could stand beside the bench,, I'm dizzy all over again watching Him bleed. The smell makes me crazy... this time he dips his fingers in the blood and smears it on his cock, and my cheek. i feel so submissive and hungry. Deeply, violently hungry. i open my filthy mouth, begging him for His hot cum as he finishes. He paints my pretty face and little neck with his thick load and it feels so fucking good to be covered in his blood and cum, i clean my face , putting every drop in to my mouth as He watches ,, He sends me to the a shower , as He cleans my body i feel so complete ,whole,and loved and melt away

,W/we spend the rest of the night drinking and chatting listening to music

,i think to myself ,god this is perfect,


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