I whimper as he removes the blade. I feel myself clenching my inner walls, wishing it was still inside me. Though I’m frightened of this stranger, I’m also incredibly turned on.
He chuckles.
“Open.” I obey, popping my mouth open for him. “Now, suck your taste off of it.” Locking eyes with this intruder while I lean forward, my arms pull tightly against the restraints. He places the warm handle on my tongue, pushing it past my teeth. The taste of blood and myself floods my senses. Eyes fluttering closed, a rough hand grips my chin. It feels wet and sticky, and I realize he’s grabbing me with his cut hand.
“Eyes on me.” He growls. My eyes pop open and go wide instantly, tears springing out of the corners and dribbling down my cheeks. “That’s it.” He says, shoving it even deeper into my mouth, cutting the plush skin on my bottom lip. It stings and that fear that’s been crawling beneath my skin intensifies. My fantasy comes to a crashing halt. This guy could fucking be here to kill me. I manage to process the thought and an ice-cold shiver slides down my spine. He pushes the blade’s hilt back inside my wet pussy, and the terror mixes with pleasure. It’s been so long since I’ve been touched by anyone but myself.
“Why, why are you doing this?” I ask, my hips undulating against the handle with each rough thrust. I can’t help it. It feels so good what he’s doing to me.
“Why?” He asks, yanking the knife out of me and lifting the mask up to expose just his mouth. His sharp jawline is peppered with scruff that’s interrupted by a scar that travels up his cheek. His white teeth gleam in the moonlight as he licks the handle of the blade coated with my taste. “To be able to do that.” He tosses the knife off to the side and slips his skull mask back into place.
“I think you like playing this little game with me.” He gets off the bed, the mattress dipping with the transfer of weight and goes into my nightstand drawer. My new toy is found within seconds as he pulls it out and twirls it in the air. “Do you like fucking this?”
I swallow hard, knowing that he’s watched me fuck myself with it.
“Why, did it look like I did?”
“Can’t be sure, the video was a little blurry. How about we try it out again, huh?”
Somehow, I manage to find a modicum of strength within myself and lift my chin. “Only if you dare me to.”
He steps back, assessing me. Recalculating. I’ve surprised him I realize. Fuck, I surprised myself. Here I am, tied up in my own house. Spread wide for this stranger who has been fucking with my head and letting him have his sick, twisted way with me.
“Okay then. Truth or Dare, Hazel?”
I wait a beat, letting the moment stretch between us. “Isn’t it my turn to ask you a truth or dare?”
A dark chuckle pierces the air. “I missed your fire, little doe.”
My brain screeches to a halt. “Do-do I know you?”
His knee comes down on the bed, making my body move towards his unintentionally.
“Maybe you do. Maybe you don’t. But I know you. And I know just how much you love the feel of your toys inside you. But see there’s something special about this toy right here.” He rubs the head of the toy between my legs at my most sensitive spot. His blood that’s still dripping from his hand mixes with my arousal. He slides it inside me easily, turning on the vibration as he goes.
I feel every ridge of this new toy. The girth stretching me while the length reaches my cervix.
“Oh, holy fuck!” I cry out only to have him rip it out and slam it into me again.
“What’s so special about this toy, is that it’s a perfect replica of my cock.”
My thoughts spin as he continues to fuck me with the toy. “H-how is that possible?”
Licks of pleasure shoot down my spine and a sensation of pure and utter bliss gathers deep in my core.
“Didn’t you wonder where all your other little gadgets went? If you want to be fucked, Hazel, it’s going to be by me. I’ll fill every hole I can, anyway you can take it.”
I shatter. A scream of terror and pleasure escapes my throat. He slaps his free hand over my mouth and tears run down my cheeks. I can’t help but continue to move on the toy he has shoved into me, my entire body alight.
“You don’t want to wake your neighbors now do you?”
He looks down as a wet spot gathers on my sheets. “Fuck, you love the feel of my cock inside you, don’t you. You can’t stop wiggling on it. Wanting more.”
I nod.
I do.
I shouldn’t. But I do.
