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Old 04-09-2013, 02:53 PM   #1
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She made no attempt to break free, made no attempt to call out, made no attempt to strike out. She froze. Her brain screaming denial at what her senses were reporting, her heart thumping wildly, her eyes wide-open in fear. She must be elsewhere, it could not be happening, not to her, not here, not now. This must be a dream.

“Hush, my darling,” whispered in her ear, hot breath on the side of her face. A hand clamped over her mouth, her eyes focused on the grey steel inches from her face. She watched the blade tip towards her face, watched as it moved to her cheek. The fear of pain made her shrink away, pull back from the knife, pressing against him.

“You be good now and I won’t have to cut your pretty face.” Shaking, quivering, she felt tears start to roll down her cheeks. Cold, like the touch of the blade. She tried to control her shivers, tried to avoid any pressure on the knife. She felt the tip running along the top of her cheek, could feel it smearing her tears. Down to her top lip. She held her breath, scared that the slightest movement would cause the knife to slip, to cut. The steel brushed along her lips, its hardness kissing her soft mouth.

“That’s a good girl.” Too frightened to seek any choice. She let the blade explore, watched it out of the corner of her eyes as it ran along her jaw line, dropped down onto the side of her neck.

“Please,” she whimpered through his hand. Her brain at last began to work, began to picture how this might end. She felt the steel running along the collar of her blouse, the tip scratching at her bare skin as it dipped towards the top of her chest. She shivered again, fear causing goosebumps to break out on her arms. She became more conscious of her breathing, could feel the pressure on the cold blade ebbing and flowing as she tried to hold her breath, to calm her thumping heart.

“No, please no,” her plea muffled by his hand as the knife started to pull against the top button. For a moment, she thought it would cut her blouse, but the knife flicked down onto her breast. The tip tracing the top of her bra through the silk of her blouse, drawing the curve of her breast. It changed direction, running over the cup. She tensed as the blade brushed over her nipple, conscious that her body responded to the touch, responded to the danger.

She heard a chuckle, tried to pull her chest in, draw her breast away from the blade. She curved her spine, yet could not move enough to escape the steel, could not stop it from teasing her nipple through her blouse, through her bra. Again and again, the hard metal flicked at the hardening bud.

“You like that? Perhaps you will like this.” The blade fell away from her breast, she breathed a sigh of relief, relief that the danger had gone, relief that the teasing had stopped. She felt the blade drifting down her flank, down over her hip, over her skirt. She found herself holding her breath again, her mind racing ahead of the blade. She tensed again, waiting for the feel of the blade on her leg.

Fear held her. The thought of the blade kissing her between her thighs renewing her tears. She shook her head, shivered as the knife pressed on down, down below the hem of her skirt, shivered as cold metal touched her thigh. She squeezed her legs together, shutting out the blade. She stopped breathing, stopped moving. Her mind racing, praying.

“Open up, unless you want to be cut open.” Weeping, scared by the thought of the blade near her sex, she moved, opened her legs. The blade did not stop, it slipped up her thigh, moving closer and closer to her panties. The hard steel caressing her soft skin. Slowly moving nearer and nearer. So close. She froze again

She gasped as the tip touched her, touched the lace between her legs. Despite her fear, she knew her body, knew that she was scared yet excited, frightened yet aroused.

Terrified by the thought of the blade penetrating, cutting, she struggled to control her body. She fainted, yet felt herself falling. The impact as she hit the floor jarring her awake. She shivered, her body covered in sweat, her nipples hard, dampness between her legs. Alone on the bedroom floor. It was a dream.
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