First a kiss, long and deep as my hands roam your body. Not touching your breasts or thighs yet.
As we break the kiss I grab your hair and pull your head back as I take my knife in the other hand and caress your neck with it. You are wearing a tight shirt. I run the knife down the front of it between your breasts. It is sharp enough to start cutting the material, occasionally nicking your skin.
Still holding your head I grab the front of your shirt and rip it off violently. You start to struggle so I back you up to the wall and press you against it. I whisper in your ear " I like it when you struggle, gives me reason to be rougher".
You move to bite me but I react quickly and slam your head against the wall. You look at me and see the look of lust in my eyes, feel my hardness. The smile on my face looks evil. I press the knife against your throat, this time it is not a caressing touch.
You can feel the point of the knife against your neck my other hand moves down to your bra. I grab one tit roughly, then the other. Then I caress your nipples through the bra feeling them get hard.
You start to squirm but you are limited by the knife at your neck. I grab your hair again and pull you in front of a dresser with a mirror. I stand behind you and force you to look in the mirror.
You can see the knife pushing against your neck, see the small spots of blood where you were cut as was removed your shirt. I take the knife and move it to your breasts. I rub the knife across your nipples through the bra as you watch.
I take the point of the knife and put it on your bra right over the nipple. I pull the cloth of the bra out with the point. I whisper in your ear again, "I'm going to cut a hole in your bra right at your nipple, move and you may lose your nipple" .
I cut a hole and run the edge of the knife across your bare nipple. I repeat the process on your other nipple. I then put the knife in your cleavage and cut the bra in half.
I run the knife from your tits down your stomach to your pants. You are nicked a few times. Afew more spots of blood.
I put the knife outside your pants right over your clit. I stimulate your clit as I stroke your pants with the knife. You are right on the edge of cumming. I stop, I can feel your frustration as your hips continue to move.
I push the hand not holding your hair into the inside of your pants. “Watch in the mirror” I whisper.
You can see my hands moving in your pants and you can feel me playing with your pussy and clit. I alternate rubbing your clit with finger fucking you. Suddenly you are cumming over and over.
Before you have a chance to recover, I pull you by your hair a few steps away from the dresser. I push you down bent over at the waist, face pressed on the dresser.
I take the knife to the back of your pants and cut straight down. Cutting the pants and panties at the same time. I stop when your ass is fully exposed. I unzip, not even bothering to take off my pants and enter your pussy hard and fast, pounding you against the dresser. You slide forward until your head is hitting the bottom of the mirror.
I keep fucking hard you until I finally groan and shoot my cum deep inside you triggering another orgasm for you.
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