Let me Kill you (Hiatus)

Not gonna lie, I actually am slightly aroused by the thought. You’re doing well beastie I’m impressed. I might treat you after all and give you a little taste test. Perhaps, tie you by your arms, heaving you up till your toes just reach the floor and lick you all over till you squirm

You are? What a rare confession out of your mouth, I for sure will appreciate it the more and do my best your excitement will stay. Perhaps it is my inner incubus speaking out of me…however, will you have me bleeding for your taste test? My skin is sensitive, more sensitive than you expect it of a predator. Your tongue will give me a hard time not to lose my last leftover of sanity. I wonder which spots you would prefer to tease with this devilish tongue of yours…

I wouldn’t let a single place untouched, tease you slowly into insanity. I’d start with your ears, making sure to make lots of sounds as I lick and nibble them, moan softly, slurp and breath into them with each lick. Then with a knife I’d make a small cut in your neck, tracing the bloody trail with my warm tongue in an agonizingly slow motion. Every inch of you will be mine, your neck, your chest, your hard nipples, following your curves down towards your most sensitive areas. But you can’t touch me, you can’t move, just moan, scream and wiggle in your chains. And I won’t enter you either, or pleasure you until you cum. Not until you’re at your very edge, crying for me, pleading me. And if I’m not satisfied with you, I’ll leave you hanging like that, full on hard, and full on horny for more.

It depends on the mood and the state I am in if this treatment would awaken the beast in the pure form…or rather the whiny kitten inside of me. However, my ears are definitely erogenous, and I would squeeze my eyes shut and choke on the feral noises waiting in my throat to get let out…but I would not give you the satisfaction of me getting a hard on yet. I will suppress it and shake my head while I finally give in to whimper ‘no’…over and over again, because you know that every no is a yes in fact, and that I am craving the knife as much as your tongue, Lord. It makes my knees tremble like the ones of a vulnerable doe when your wet muscle glides down on me like a finger on a map, looking for the place to aim… my impatience would grow for sure as I peek down in a last desire for control…yes, it depends on my mood for how fast I would become melting wax in your hands. It depends on how much in heat I am. But the second you would step back and deny me I would whine. Moan, whimper and scream even like the animal I am. Giving you the satisfaction of seeing my exposed hard on. Don’t you want it as well, coming inside of me? Especially when there is this submissive frown on my face and the begging pout?

Delightful, just delightful. My mouth is watering in anticipation. And you know me a little too well, I would love to assault your ass if you look at me with such eyes, biting down on your neck as I hit you with harsh thrusts. But this is all speculation isn’t it? Guessing the scenario. Perhaps I should abduct you soon and put it to practise.

Not gonna lie, I actually am slightly aroused by the thought. You’re doing well beastie I’m impressed. I might treat you after all and give you a little taste test. Perhaps, tie you by your arms, heaving you up till your toes just reach the floor and lick you all over till you squirm

You are? What a rare confession out of your mouth, I for sure will appreciate it the more and do my best your excitement will stay. Perhaps it is my inner incubus speaking out of me…however, will you have me bleeding for your taste test? My skin is sensitive, more sensitive than you expect it of a predator. Your tongue will give me a hard time not to lose my last leftover of sanity. I wonder which spots you would prefer to tease with this devilish tongue of yours…

I wouldn’t let a single place untouched, tease you slowly into insanity. I’d start with your ears, making sure to make lots of sounds as I lick and nibble them, moan softly, slurp and breath into them with each lick. Then with a knife I’d make a small cut in your neck, tracing the bloody trail with my warm tongue in an agonizingly slow motion. Every inch of you will be mine, your neck, your chest, your hard nipples, following your curves down towards your most sensitive areas. But you can’t touch me, you can’t move, just moan, scream and wiggle in your chains. And I won’t enter you either, or pleasure you until you cum. Not until you’re at your very edge, crying for me, pleading me. And if I’m not satisfied with you, I’ll leave you hanging like that, full on hard, and full on horny for more.

Not gonna lie, I actually am slightly aroused by the thought. You’re doing well beastie I’m impressed. I might treat you after all and give you a little taste test. Perhaps, tie you by your arms, heaving you up till your toes just reach the floor and lick you all over till you squirm

I don’t have something else to give than myself to be under your mercy as I am just a plain creature. Perhaps I have gotten offered even by someone else since I would not be able to tie myself up. The desperate need might come if you appear unfazed by the offering…

Hmmm. Then I'll just have to agitate you? Don't worry beast, when I'd see you on that altar, I'd probably scoff. How much would you beg if I'd turn my back?