Tuesday Sublime: Boy/girl pain/love

Licking my lips, I looked at my precious girl on her knees, her eyes covered, head down. She was waiting for me as I instructed her. It was wonderful to have a submissive who actually listened.

Circling her like a shark, I grabbed a handful of her hair and wrenched her head back, exposing her throat. Her breath caught, making her breasts bounce a bit as I reached for the knife in my waistband. The tip started at her navel, lightly skipping up along her body, tracing over each breast, around in half circles before gently pressing the edge against her throat.

I held it there for a moment, watching her reaction. The sensation was palpable, thick enough to taste. I leaned over and licked her neck near the blade, lowering it for a moment, letting my teeth sink into her flesh as my hand reached down to cup her hardening cock. The rapidly expanding shaft filled my hand, and I lowered the knife just so she could feel the prickling right at the base of her shaft.

Her breath caught again. I relaxed the grip of my teeth on her neck, my free hand sliding along the curve of her body, cupping one of her breasts. I grabbed the peaked nipple between my fingers, twisting as I slid the knife down under her balls, lifting them onto the flat of the blade. The cold steel sent a shock through her body, trying to withdraw.

I smacked her tit at her flinching. “No, no. You know better than that, don’t you, slut?”

“Yes, Mistress,” she said, swallowing a little bit. Lowering her head in shame.

“Good girl,” I said, lovingly as I let her balls slide off the knife again. The tip trailed back up along her body, dancing in an arrhythmic dance over the goosebump laden skin. Letting it linger in spots when she would quiver or moan, making sure not to fully mar her skin before finally cutting away the blindfold.

She turned her eyes up towards me, and I just smiled.