knife point over her chin, very light, and slowly ran it down the hollow of her throat, over the curve of her breast. It left a very faint white line in her skin, describing where it had passed. Butterflies churned in her stomach; her breathing came fast and shallow.
The tip of the blade came to rest against her nipple. She shuddered as he pressed harder, creating a needle-sharp prick of pain. “Hold still.”
She nodded wordlessly.
He reached down and pulled up the hem of her dress. She let out a startled exclamation as he yanked her panties down to her knees in a violent motion, but remained unmoving. He drew the key on its silver chain from beneath his shirt, unlocked the bands around her thighs, and let them fall. She panted, frightened and aroused.
He stepped back away f and stared levelly at her as he slowly, deliberately, unfastened his slacks. He pulled them down just enough to free his erection, which strained at its confinement. She tried to shrink back against the wall as he stepped forward and pressed his body against her. He laid the knife flat against her cheek and looked at her with calm, dark eyes. “Now,” he said.
He entered her hard, and oh, God, it hurt. She screamed, and his hand came up and clamped roughly over her mouth. “Hush,” he said. “You want this. I can feel how wet you are. You’re totally drenched. This feels good, doesn’t it?”
She wanted to protest; she tried to say she didn’t want what was happening to her, tried to explain that it was only that maddening tingle that was making her wet. He thrust again, and the only sound she could make was a long, drawn-out moan, stifled by his hand.
He pressed against her, his hips pushing her hard against unyielding brick. The knife caressed her cheek gently; she shivered and moaned softly. His cock, buried deep inside her, felt overwhelmingly, achingly good, exactly what she had been craving; she could not stop herself from moving her hips against him. Her nipples, exposed to the cool evening air, itched fiercely. She cupped her hand over her breast and squeezed, and pleasure rippled through her.
He removed his hand from her mouth, smiling. “That’s what I thought.”
He took her roughly then, against the wall, pounding savagely into her as he held the knife against her cheek. She screamed in ecstasy and gave herself to him, her body yielding completely to his demands. He grew harder within her. She squeezed her breast more tightly and cried out as they came together, the sharp wet slap of his ejaculation inside her sending her over the edge herself.
She came so hard that darkness crept in from the corners of her vision. Pleasure tore through her, so overwhelming that she was only barely aware when he pulled out of her and stepped away. She slid down the wall, still twitching and gasping with the aftershocks, until she was sitting on the ground at his feet.
Many long minutes passed before her vision cleared and awareness returned.
He tucked himself back into his pants and zipped them up. “Very nice. Your body likes being used hard,” he said as he crouched beside her. “You’re a mess. I can’t take you back to the hotel this way. You look like you’ve just been fucked in an alley.”
A few quick motions of the knife had the remnants of her bra cut completely away. He dropped it to the ground and left it there. A moment later, the bands with their spikes were once again locked around her thighs.
“You are just dripping with come,” he said. “It’s almost all the way down to your knees. We can’t have you leaving puddles of come behind. Hmm.” He thought for a minute, then brought the knife up between her legs. She flinched as he sliced her panties off.
“This should do the trick.” He mopped her up with the panties. She moaned softly, nearly coming again as he wiped up the come dripping from inside her. When he finished, he raised the come-soaked cloth to her lips. “Open your mouth.”
She whimpered and
The tip of the blade came to rest against her nipple. She shuddered as he pressed harder, creating a needle-sharp prick of pain. “Hold still.”
She nodded wordlessly.
He reached down and pulled up the hem of her dress. She let out a startled exclamation as he yanked her panties down to her knees in a violent motion, but remained unmoving. He drew the key on its silver chain from beneath his shirt, unlocked the bands around her thighs, and let them fall. She panted, frightened and aroused.
He stepped back away f and stared levelly at her as he slowly, deliberately, unfastened his slacks. He pulled them down just enough to free his erection, which strained at its confinement. She tried to shrink back against the wall as he stepped forward and pressed his body against her. He laid the knife flat against her cheek and looked at her with calm, dark eyes. “Now,” he said.
He entered her hard, and oh, God, it hurt. She screamed, and his hand came up and clamped roughly over her mouth. “Hush,” he said. “You want this. I can feel how wet you are. You’re totally drenched. This feels good, doesn’t it?”
She wanted to protest; she tried to say she didn’t want what was happening to her, tried to explain that it was only that maddening tingle that was making her wet. He thrust again, and the only sound she could make was a long, drawn-out moan, stifled by his hand.
He pressed against her, his hips pushing her hard against unyielding brick. The knife caressed her cheek gently; she shivered and moaned softly. His cock, buried deep inside her, felt overwhelmingly, achingly good, exactly what she had been craving; she could not stop herself from moving her hips against him. Her nipples, exposed to the cool evening air, itched fiercely. She cupped her hand over her breast and squeezed, and pleasure rippled through her.
He removed his hand from her mouth, smiling. “That’s what I thought.”
He took her roughly then, against the wall, pounding savagely into her as he held the knife against her cheek. She screamed in ecstasy and gave herself to him, her body yielding completely to his demands. He grew harder within her. She squeezed her breast more tightly and cried out as they came together, the sharp wet slap of his ejaculation inside her sending her over the edge herself.
She came so hard that darkness crept in from the corners of her vision. Pleasure tore through her, so overwhelming that she was only barely aware when he pulled out of her and stepped away. She slid down the wall, still twitching and gasping with the aftershocks, until she was sitting on the ground at his feet.
Many long minutes passed before her vision cleared and awareness returned.
He tucked himself back into his pants and zipped them up. “Very nice. Your body likes being used hard,” he said as he crouched beside her. “You’re a mess. I can’t take you back to the hotel this way. You look like you’ve just been fucked in an alley.”
A few quick motions of the knife had the remnants of her bra cut completely away. He dropped it to the ground and left it there. A moment later, the bands with their spikes were once again locked around her thighs.
“You are just dripping with come,” he said. “It’s almost all the way down to your knees. We can’t have you leaving puddles of come behind. Hmm.” He thought for a minute, then brought the knife up between her legs. She flinched as he sliced her panties off.
“This should do the trick.” He mopped her up with the panties. She moaned softly, nearly coming again as he wiped up the come dripping from inside her. When he finished, he raised the come-soaked cloth to her lips. “Open your mouth.”
She whimpered and
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