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By now, the part of her that should have resisted asking for something so shameful had been utterly silenced by the intense need for her nipples to be stroked the way her breasts had been, and her only reply was a throaty “Yes…”
Apparently satisfied by her response, when his lazily circling fingers reached close to her nipples this time, they didn’t pull away. The figure eights drew tighter, brushing the fingertips over her areolas one after the other before reaching the sides of her buds themselves, and then in one final loop, they returned to tease the very tips. He lifted his hand again, and she slumped to the table in what she subconsciously hoped he’d recognize as a pout.
“You want me to do more than just touch these hard nipples, don’t you? I think you need me to show you who they belong to now.”
When Aurora said nothing, he resumed his teasing, starting over at the base of her breasts. When he got to her nipples this time, he brushed over them as he had before, then spoke up again.
“Let’s try a second time, Aurora. You need me to show you who these pretty little nipples belong to now, don’t you?”
She didn’t hesitate for even an instant this time, desperate both for a firmer touch and to avoid another session of the teasing torment she had just endured.
“Yes… please…”
As soon as the words were out of her mouth, he rested the thumb and forefinger of each hand on one of her throbbingly stiff buds.
“I’m going to pinch your nipples now, Aurora. It’s going to hurt, because you need it to hurt.”
That statement didn’t seem to require a reply, and he clearly didn’t expect one, because only a few seconds later he pinched both of her nipples at once.
Very, very hard.
She had thought the pinches through her shirt had hurt, but now she discovered what a real pinch felt like, and she screamed. When her cry ended and she realized he was still maintaining a tight hold on her helpless buds, she screamed again.
It was only at the end of that long, loud cry that he released them. In that moment, a humiliating realization struck her. The pain from her nipples hadn’t merely lit up every receptor of her brain, it had also set her entire body on fire. Her heart raced faster than it had since the beginning of her ordeal, and it felt like her blood was molten in her veins, igniting her very core.
By the time the pain had receded from its peak intensity and become a steady ache in her nipples—which seemed to be a mix of residual discomfort and ongoing need for his touch—Aurora found herself wondering what he had in store for her next. She didn’t have to wait long to find out.
Lowering his head and taking her left nipple in his mouth, he began to suck on it gently, teasingly, before pulling it in further between his teeth and nibbling on it. Without needing him to say anything, she knew what was coming, and sure enough, a few seconds later he bit down hard enough to draw another impassioned cry from her lips. When he kept the nipple in his mouth and began to soothe it with his tongue, Aurora’s anguished cries morphed into helpless moans.
He took his time, tonguing her nipple from every direction and sucking it thoroughly. Just when she’d been lulled into a near daze of arousal, he bit down again, harder, and this time she truly screamed. Yet despite the pain, her pussy clenched once more.
After that punishing bite, he lifted his head and moved to her right nipple, repeating the entire process in the same disturbingly, yet somehow sexily meticulous way he had done everything else so far. Her scream from the final bite was just as loud as before, and knowing it was coming this time only increased the intense jolt of arousal that the pain evoked within her.
When he finally pulled his mouth free from her nipple, she guessed where he was headed next, and her pussy clenched with anticipation of his upcoming touch.
But to her surprise, he made no move to deprive her of her panties.
Instead, several seconds passed before he spoke again.
“I have a lot more in store for these sensitive nipples of yours, Aurora. But I think it’s time I take a look at what’s created this enormous wet spot on your panties.”
A few seconds passed, and then she felt the same cold metal on her skin that she had felt earlier. He didn’t slice away her panties right away, however. First, he began to run just the sharp tip of the blade over the bare skin of her lower tummy, tracing the line made by the waistband of her panties. He wasn’t pressing hard enough for the knife to cut, or even to scratch. In fact, if he hadn’t sliced her shirt open with what was surely the same blade earlier, she wouldn’t have even known for certain that it was a knife at all. But she did know now, and that knowledge was shockingly arousing.
Why the fuck are you getting off to the thought of having your panties cut off with a knife?
She had no answer to the question her mind posed, but that in no way lessened her growing desire for him to hurry up and cut off her panties—or just tear them off, for that matter—and make her come for him as hard as she knew she would the second he touched her clit.
Yet again, seeming to read her mind, he said, “These will be coming off soon, Aurora, but not until I’m sure you’re ready.”
As he spoke, he continued to trace the point of the knife around the edges of her panties. Having finished with the waistband, he had now moved to her thighs and was tracing along the crotch of her panties so that the blade was drawn almost onto the outer lips of her pussy.
“These are soaked clean through,” he said, and before she had a chance to respond, he slid the knife point underneath the crotch of her panties and lifted them away from her pussy for a moment before allowing them to snap back into place with a wet splat that left her blushing even more deeply than she had been already.
“There’s no mistaking that sound, is there, Aurora? This pussy of yours is sopping wet, and I haven’t even bared you fully yet.”
He resumed lazily tracing the blade around her panties, then used the tip to pull the gusset even further away from her pussy. He held it away for longer this time, as if inspecting her. Just when the tension was almost unbearable, she felt him lean down and blow just a single puff of air onto her quivering lips. Her body tensed and for a split second she wondered if she would come from just that light stimulation. She got close, but not quite over the edge.
“Are you ready for me to cut off these panties?” he asked.
