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Climbing onto the bed behind her, I rub my hands over her bare pussy, moving over her cheeks, along her back and up her spine. I memorize each inch of her skin with my hands as I repeat the path in reverse. She attempts to wiggle, seeking out my fingers, but is unable to move. Letting out a frustrated huff, she arches her back again, tempting me with her gorgeous body.
My hands make their way back to her center and I let out a groan as I slip my middle finger inside of her. Holding it still, I tease her with just the tip. Paige shifts in her binds. “Please, Mick.” She whines, trying to push back against me.
I relish in her desperate pleas. “You’re so beautiful when you beg.” I murmur, pushing my finger in a half inch more before sliding it out completely. Paige whimpers and drops her forehead against the covers. Chuckling, I grip her hips. “This is going to hurt, but I’ll make it feel good too.” I promise. Paige doesn’t respond so I slap her pussy. “Do you understand?” Paige nods her head into the bed. Unable to resist the urge, I smack her again, her cry muffled against the blanket. “Good girl.” I praise, rewarding her by sliding a finger back inside of her wet cunt.
Pumping the digit in and out of her pussy, I build her up until I feel her walls tensing. She lets out a frustrated groan when I pull out my finger but doesn’t try to move. Reaching behind me, I grab hold of the cloth and duct tape. My fingers slide around her throat and I pull her head away from the bed, arching her neck until I can see her face. Confusion and desire war in her eyes, quickly turning to rage as I shove the cloth into her mouth and slap a strip of tape straight across her lips. I tear off a couple more pieces with my teeth and lay them over in an X pattern, careful to avoid covering her nose.
Satisfied with my work, I toss the duct tape aside and grab the last few items from my bag. “I’m going to cut off all of your senses except what you can feel.” Paige tries to mumble around the cloth and tape, shaking her head. I press an upside down kiss on her forehead. “It’s okay, I’ve got you. I promise this will feel just as good as it hurts.” Pausing, I peer down at her. “Do you trust me?” I ask, holding my breath as I wait for her answer.
It’s something I’ve never cared about before but I find the need for her to place her trust in me overpowers the other desires flowing through my body.
She stares at me for a long time and blinks once before slowly nodding her head. My smile stretches across my face and I open the pack of earplugs, placing one into each of her ears. Lastly, I slide the safety glasses over her eyes. I’ve taped cloth over the lenses to block out the view.
I take a moment to appreciate the woman before me, completely and willingly at my mercy. Her breathing becomes choppy as her apprehension grows. Sliding my hands up her back, I soothe her with my touch, peppering soft kisses along her spine. Her body trembles under me, overwhelmed by the sensation from the loss of her other senses.
Kneeling back, I tease her clit in soft circles, working her up until she is moaning and shifting on the bed. I slip a finger into her dripping pussy, still rubbing circles on her clit, as I grab the bottle of lube. Flicking it open with my free hand, I squirt a generous amount between her cheeks. Paige stills, her body shaking. I put down the bottle and move my thumb over the tight hole, rubbing circles to match the pace on her clit. I continue my patterned movement until I feel her relax under my touch. Once her body starts to tighten with her approaching orgasm, I gently push the tip of my thumb inside.
Paige inhales heavily through her nose, unintelligible words trying to make their way around her gag. “Shh, I’ve got you.” I murmur, even though she can’t hear me. Pushing my thumb in a little more, I leave it there as I pick up the speed of my fingers pumping in her pussy and my movement on her clit. Her arousal is covering my hand, showing me she is enjoying this as much as I am. My cock twitches, desperate to be inside of her. Ignoring it, I continue working Paige’s body.
I feel her relax around my thumb again and slowly ease it farther in before pulling out and matching the pumps of my other fingers. Paige squirms and moans below me, mumbling and breathing heavily. I continue to work her pussy and ass until she screams her orgasm. Leaning over her again, I still my hands and press a kiss to the base of her spine as the last waves of pleasure roll through her.
Sliding my fingers out, I grab the last item and the discarded lube. Squirting more cool gel between her cheeks, I work it into her ass with two fingers as I slide the plug into her pussy, wetting it with her cum. Paige pushes back, seeking more. I chuckle and mutter to myself, “So needy.” Shifting, I lean over and place a kiss on her back, running my tongue up her soft skin. She shivers and pushes against me as far as her binds will allow, fucking herself with my fingers.
Satisfied she’s ready, I straighten and slip out my fingers, quickly replacing them with the tip of the plug. I slowly work it into her ass, watching closely as the muscles clench around the intrusion. Pausing as she tenses, I rub soothing circles on her back. Once the toy is completely seated inside of her, I lean back on my heels and lazily stroke my cock. “So damn gorgeous.” I murmur, gripping the handle of my knife with my other hand. Sliding the tip along her skin, I relish in the small shivers that run through her from the sharp point.
Rising up to my knees, I line up my cock and push just the head inside her pussy, teasing us both. I move the blade and run it down her spine, applying enough pressure to lightly scratch her skin but not pierce through. Paige’s fingers curl into her palms as she fights to remain still. I flex my hips and my cock slides in another inch, causing her body to arch as her head falls back, moaning loudly.
“Fuck.” I let out on a breath.
Unable to hold back any longer, I shift the knife and slice into her back as I shove inside of her fully. Paige screams into the gag and yanks her arms against the ropes. I’m transfixed by the blood seeping from the cut, small bubbles of crimson forming before filling the line. I slide a finger through the liquid and paint her surrounding skin.
Pulling back again, I leave just the tip of my cock inside of her as I shift the blade to her other side. I slam into her again as I cut through her skin, repeating this over again until small cuts litter her back. Paige writhes below me, begging wordlessly to end her torment and allow her to take her pleasure. I toss aside the knife and grip her hip in one hand, my other tracing over the artwork of her skin. I pound into her, adjusting my angle until she flings her head back and cries out.
Slamming into her, I hit that spot over and over as I slide my hand from her hip to her clit. I pinch lightly before moving my fingers in tight circles, feeling her tense around me. With my other hand, I smack her ass. Alternating between both cheeks, I revel in the red staining her skin on the inside and out as the blood pooling beneath her skin mixes with the bloodied handprints I leave from my own tainted skin. With one more pinch of my fingers on her clit and slap to her ass, Paige cries out, her body so tight she strangles my cock inside of her. I grit my teeth to stave off my orgasm a little longer as I continue thrusting into her.
Paige collapses into the bed, head resting on the covers. I move both of my hands to her hips and bend forward, licking along her back, tracing each of the cuts with my tongue. After tasting each inch I’ve marked, I pull back and lift her hips higher, propping her onto her bound knees. Using my strength to support her, I thrust forward, chasing my orgasm. As I feel myself close to the edge, I lick my lips and the metallic taste of her blood on them sends me cascading into oblivion. I roar out my orgasm and still as my cock twitches inside of her.
After the last pulse of my cum stops, I carefully pull out, making quick work of removing the ear plugs and glasses. Paige doesn’t move, quietly panting in her position on the bed, her head facing the wall. I remove the duct tape and pull the cloth from her lips, placing a kiss on her sweaty head. “You okay, baby?” Paige mumbles something then hums. Taking that as a yes, I gently remove the plug from her ass, causing her to moan and my spent cock to twitch. Lastly, I remove all the rope bindings and softly massage the irritated skin.
Climbing out of the bed, I cradle her body in my arms as I lift her up. She leans into me and wraps her arms loosely around my neck, pressing a kiss into my skin. I stride into the bathroom, setting her down on the bench seat in the shower corner.
Turning around, I remove the shower head and adjust the temperature. Once satisfied, I methodically clean her. Careful to not spray directly on her back, I let the water trickle down and clean the wounds. The entire time Paige doesn’t say anything, just watches me and winces periodically from the sting of water on her sensitive skin. After she’s clean, I quickly wash myself and turn off the water. Stepping out of the shower, I wrap a towel around my waist and return with one for her. She raises her arms and allows me to dry her off before scooping her back into my arms.
Carrying her to the sink, I set her down on the counter facing the mirror and indicate for her to cross her legs underneath her body. As she gets comfortable, I grab out the first aid kit and get to work on the cuts on her back. I kiss each one before applying antiseptic and bandaging it up. Paige continues to watch me silently in the mirror, a look in her eyes that makes me nervous. I continue working over her back until all the wounds have been cleaned and covered. Checking the gash on her head again, I’m satisfied with the healing progress.
I lift her into my arms once more and carry her out to the couch, gently setting her down. Clearing my throat, I rub the back of my neck anxiously. “I’m going to, uh, change the sheets and order some food to be delivered.” Paige nods and looks away, staring off into the distance. I scuff my foot on the floor before turning and getting to work.
Nearly an hour later, we are seated at the table eating pizza. She still hasn’t said a word to me and my nervous energy is growing sharp edges. When Paige picks at the pepperoni on her slice, I finally snap. “Okay, what are you thinking?” I demand.
Startled, she looks up at me before quickly averting her gaze. “It’s nothing.” She mutters.
I narrow my eyes and grip her chin, forcing her to face me. “Don’t lie to me, little bird.” Softer, I add, “Please tell me what’s wrong.” I hold my breath as she stares at me, debating. Finally, Paige lets out a sigh and nods. I release her face and pick up my slice of pizza, taking a bite and chewing slowly. My unease continues to grow with each passing second of silence.
She picks at her food for another moment before taking a deep breath. Blowing out the air in her lungs, Paige studies her food intently as she mumbles, “It’s just. I think there’s something…wrong with me.” Confused, I just watch and wait for her to continue. Sighing again, Paige speaks so quickly I almost don’t catch what she says. “I shouldn’t have liked that, you know.Normalpeople don’t enjoy...Does it, does it mean I’m broken if I wanted it to…” She trails off, staring down at her hands.
I continue to wait, holding my breath. Paige looks up at me through her lashes and speaks two words that turn my world upside down.
In a hushed tone, Paige whispers, “Hurt more.”
