I crash my lips against hers, and my grip around her throat gets tighter.She is barely breathing as I claim her lips and deepen the kiss.She struggles against me, trying to break free, and I barely keep myself from laughing at her pathetic attempt.
"Keep still, princess!"
Her eyes widen as I bring my knife against her throat.She releases a sound so sweet that it makes my dick twitch inside my pants. I run the edge of the knife on the bare skin of her neck, down the deep opening of her cleavage.The skin beneath it turns red with the slight pressure of the steel against it.She is holding her breath, but I can tell from the way her thighs clench tight that she is not afraid.She is getting wet from this.
I place my hand back around her throat, firmer than before since I moved it for a few minutes to tease her with my blade, and the fear returns to her eyes.I take the blade with my other hand and slice the fabric of her black dress,leaving her only in her underwear, not that it covers much.Her lace black thong and bra are mostly sheer.Cheeky little slut was hoping for something like this.
"Color?"This is only going to work with her consent.
I want her to agree, to crave me, to beg for it.It will make it even better when she realizes who fucked her.Who it was that made every nightmare and dream a reality all at once.
I want her to regret this night, to despise herself for being that stupid, for letting me prove to her thatshe always belonged to me even when she didn’t know it.Even when she denied me.She was meant to be mine in every sense.Her body reacts to me in an instant; it always did.It always will.But I will be the one to reject her at the end of this night, and that is the greatest type of revenge I could get.The look on her face when she realizes that the tables have turned and she is the one begging this time.That is the only thing I need.
"Green," she replies, her voice low, barely coming out as my grip tightens again around her delicate neck, cutting off her breathing one more time.
One...two...three...four...
Release...
I count inside my head, making sure I don’t accidentally end up with a dead body.I want to trigger adrenaline and fear, not kill her.She is far too special for that.Not that I am into murder; I am into a lot of fucked-up things, but that is not one of them.Thank fucking God, I would still be in the psych ward if that was in the mix of what is wrong with me.
"Color," I ask again, while she is gasping for air.
"Green," she replies, and a moan escapes when I repeat the process, this time cutting the fabric of her underwear, revealing her naked body to me completely.
"Good girl," I praise her and tease her clit with two fingers, tracing circles against it.She whimpers and struggles to breathe.I continue the same game of dominance and submission, cutting her ability to breathe while I tease her body, allowing her a few minutes at a time to adjust.
"You are so wet for me, princess," I murmur, mostly to myself.
"Please, I need more," she begs, and I chuckle; the sound of her begging is exactly what I wanted from her all along.
"Such a good girl, letting me tease you."I enter two fingers at once inside her with a hard thrust, making her struggle against them.She relaxes almost instantly and lets me move them in and out while I kiss her lips, feeling her moans between breaks for air.Tears leave her eyes, the tension on her body with the combination of her breath restriction making it too much for her.Fuck, she is so beautiful like this.
I release her right before she is about to come, taking my fingers out of her wet pussy as I step back, walking toward the bed.I take my previous seat at the end of it, right in the middle.
"On your knees, Princess."
I spat out the command, not really expecting the strong, independent bitch of a woman I used to be so in love with to fall on her knees immediately.She is truly into this, isn’t she?
She looks up at me from the ground, still shaking from the tension.So needy.
"Crawl to me."
Another command leaves my lips, and I see my sweet Liv thinking about it before she obeys once more.Good girl.She crawls the space separating us, stopping between my legs.I get up, forcing her to crawl two steps back.I unzip my pants and free my cock.Taking it in my hand, I stroke myself slowly, teasing it against her lips.
"Open."Another command.She obeys once more.
I slip my hard length inside her sweet mouth, and she struggles against the size of it as I thrust again and again, fucking her mouth, claiming it as I should have done years ago.I wrap my hand around her curly locks, and her horns fall off her head.I push her using my grip on her hair just enough, forcing her head against my cock as I fuck her mouth, giving her just enough room to move on her own with my guidance.She moans around my cock, drooling as I reach the back of her throat with every thrust, chasing my orgasm.
"Good girl," she is earning every praise.
She also earns a moan when she swirls her tongue, teasing the tip of my cock before taking me back inside her mouth, reaching deeper.The black of her smoky eye makeup blends with the bloody tears as real ones drip down her face to her neck.Such a beautiful mess.She is coming undone with every command, and we just started.
I release her hair and step back, creating space between her lips and my cock, stopping just in time before I come all over her pretty lips.I tuck myself back in my pants; as much as I would love to empty myself inside her sweet mouth right now, I would much prefer filling her pussy instead.
"On the bed."
I see her slowly standing on her feet, trying to balance herself as she walks toward the bed and sits on the edge where I was previously.
