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Moving onto the bed I mount her, take the knife underneath the bottom of her shirt and slice it right up the top. I don’t do it in one motion because no way am I going to hurt her. The cotton shreds like silk. I yank it free underneath her and toss it to the side.
The linen shorts that she picked up at the airport are equally as easy to work. The shorts lasted all of thirty minutes. I don’t care. I wanted her to go from that high of highs to this fear, to understand she needs to listen to me or there will be consequences…like now.
Looking to the side I bring my hand behind my head and then in a throwing motion toss the knife so hard it sticks to the wood wall.
“You’re scaring me,” she says, her body threatening to be swallowed up by the mattress as she pulls all her forward-facing muscles in, tightening everything.
“That’s the point.”
“I’m not sure I like this,” she says softly, her voice laced with worry.
“You’re not supposed to. But trust me…when I’m finished you’re going to love it.” That’s the only tip I give her that she need not worry, because I’m not trying to deflate the tension. I’m trying to inflate it, and escalate it so she gets the experience she deserves.
Removing myself from the bed I grab the bottom of my black t-shirt and pull it up and over my head in one move. I make quick work of my boots and pants and then yank off my boxer briefs, exposing the raging hard-on that is going to fill her body. And there’s nothing she can do about it.
But not yet.
I move back to the end table, open the bottom drawer and pull out the second item I requested. It’s clear the staff here knows what’s going on, and that’s good. I saw the way they looked at me when we checked in, then immediately ducked their chins and avoided eye contact.
Talk all you want about me behind my back, because I know you’ll never say anything to my face.
But know this, people. You saw who I walked in with and know what I requested. What does that mean? Mine. She belongs to me. No one else. Period. Full fucking stop.
I pull the plastic off the black feather duster and get to work, running the tips of the feathers over her neck and across her collarbone.
“You brought me here to torture me.”
“Shhh,” I voice, continuing my movement down her cleavage and then circling each of her breasts. I must look crazy, a big huge guy holding an emasculating feather duster, but the irony is this cheap cleaning device gives me power, loads of it.
Running it over her stomach she giggles, and it hits me in my own gut. Knowing I’m giving her the whole experience, fear, lust, and happiness in just a matter of seconds in a rollercoaster of emotions telling me I’m doing it right.
Continuing down across that too-perfect pussy I drag the feathers over the inside of her leg.
“Oh boy,” she says, and I don’t acknowledge it, continuing about my business of giving her a big workup before I conclude this by filling her womb with my seed, breeding her as my own, my one and only forever.
Continuing with the feather duster I watch as she closes her eyes, within a few minutes the moans begin and then the writhing, but the cuffs prevent her from moving her body too much, from relieving the sexual itch.
“Oh my God, this feels good.”
“Just wait, you ornery disobedient little girl. Just. You. Wait.”
I increase the speed, taking in the sight of what I’m doing to her, noticing the tops of her feet are especially ticklish. My dick thumps against my belly button as her moans get louder, as the chains rattle more as she tries to move her arms and legs to adjust to the onslaught of pleasure but can’t.
I keep going, concentrating on the parts of her that surprise me in how they respond, the areas one wouldn’t consider erogenous, especially for a girl with no experience.
She’s like an open book, a canvas yet to be painted, a flower opening in the spring before my very eyes.
More. Faster, I bring the feather duster over the bottom of her feet and she bites her lower lip, moaning even louder than before. It sets me off and unleashes an animal inside me.
I toss the duster to the side and spring off the bed to the foot, grabbing her foot and sucking on her toe. I have no idea what’s gotten into me, but I don’t fucking care.
Her entire ass rises up off the bed and I damn near shoot my load that very second.
“Oh my God. Oh my God!”
I release her foot and kiss my way up her calves, her head flopping from one side to the other.
“This is torture.”
