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Every muscle in my body tensed with anticipation when his lips moved down from my breasts to my stomach and close to where I needed him the most. I sprea my legs when he crouched down in front of me to give him better access. But just like my nipples he ignored my pussy.
Standing on his feet, he walked away from me. I tried to see what he was doing, but that part of the stage was dark. When he appeared again, he was pulling something behind him, something that looked like a small dresser, but before I could study it, he distracted me with his body behind my back. Pushing my hips to his crotch, I sought more friction. I heard his chuckle behind me before he placed fabric over my eyes.
“Don’t you think it’d be better if you don’t see these people?” he whispered. “They’ll see you. They’ll see what I’m gonna do to you, but for you, it’s only me you should think of.”
I bit my lip, nodding. “Yes, Zeke.”
He didn’t want me to call him anything but his name. He said he only wants to be himself with me.
I felt his warmth behind me, his breath on my neck, and his touch on my stomach. But it wasn’t his hands I felt, it was something harder, scratchier. Like sandpaper. It didn’t hurt, but it wasn’t a soft touch. It grazed my skin and awakened my senses even more, like a peeling. It left my body fresh, but also made it vulnerable or maybe sensitive would’ve been a better word. Whatever it was, I liked the strange sensation it caused.
“Your skin blooms,” he whispered to me and a moment later, I felt his touch on my shoulder blades. This time it was his hands that caressed me.
When he dropped his hands, I felt a soft wind of something that moved on my naked back.
“Take a deep breath,” he ordered, and the moment I did what I was told, I felt a sudden pain in my shoulder blade.
I wasn’t sure what it was, but it definitely felt like a needle.
“How does it feel?” he asked. His voice was strong and in control, but also concerned.
“Uncomfortable, but not bad,” I murmured.
“Another breath, baby,” he said, and I felt the same sharp sting again, but this time without the shock of the impact I felt the dark arousal of pain. It sizzled all over my body and pooled down between my legs. With every new needle, my stomach tightened, my breathing became heavier, and the throbbing in my clit got more demanding. I pressed my thighs together to create some friction as Zeke placed another needle.
The process continued until he pushed four needles on each shoulder blade. The sting of the bites turned into soft throbbing that made every nerve in my body go on alert. There must be something at the end of the needles because I was feeling something heavier than a few needles on my back. Something that felt like moving.
“What’s this?” I whispered.
He answered my question by pulling off the blindfold from my eyes. I expected my eyes to be hurt by some light, but the room was still dark except the stage. And the light on stage turned red. I studied my surroundings, realizing the movement of crimson lights seemed like fire. That was when I understood what was on my back. Zeke put angel wings on me. An angel in hell, that was how he always saw me.
Tears welled in my eyes with the emotions he made me feel. His love was purer and more intense than anything I could ever think of, and I would’ve fallen in love with him even if I had a thousand lives. With the feelings I had, my need for him intensified even more.
“Zeke, please,” I begged.
He placed a chaste kiss over the junction of my neck and shoulder. “I know baby, I know. But patience,” he told me, and I sensed him walk away.
When he was back, I drank in the way he looked. He unbuttoned his black shirt all the way, and I wanted to lick his abs with the way they taunted me. His erection was visible in his dark jeans, and he looked good enough to kill.
I was distracted by checking him out, I didn’t realize there was a device in his hand until he showed it to me. I knew what it was, I saw it was used in a scene here during one of my visits. The Wartenberg Wheel. The woman I saw in the scene seemed like she was enjoying it, but Zeke and I had never tried it.
I was excited, hoping it would hurt.
“Let’s see what this little toy will do,” Zeke smirked.
I gasped when he ran the wheel from the flare of my hips to the side of my breast. It wasn’t as sharp as needles. It hurt, but it was more like a nail graze. Since I discovered I enjoyed sharper pain, this was just a fun snack for me that left me panting for more.
“More,” I moaned, and he chuckled.
He moved the wheel around my navel and traced the curve of my breasts before coming closer to my right nipple. Circling my areola over and over again, the sensation built harder and deeper. The pain became more intense.
I was panting, the sweat covered my skin as every muscle in my body clenched with anticipation. I sucked in a breath when he rolled the toy over my taut and sensitive nipple.
He then moved it away from my body, causing me to let out a protesting noise. He chuckled and brought the toy close to my pussy. I held my breath with anticipation as I waited for his n
ext move. I moaned loudly when he pressed the wheel at the mound of my pussy. He moved it like he was trying to frame my skin. I couldn’t help but shudder each time he brought it close to my clit.
He leaned close to my ear to whisper, “I can smell your arousal. Your pretty cunt loves the pain I deliver, doesn’t it?”
