Day 11: knife play could you do that with Polly Gray please 🙏🏻
Here it is anon!
KINKTOBER day 11 | knife play - Polly Gray
The surface
warnings: smut, knife!, knife!play, dom!polly, sub!reader, gxg smut, etc.
“Oh-“ you moaned out, scared. The worried could be heard from your voice when Polly took your shirt and she cut it in half, just to prove you how sharp her knife was.
“Don’t pretend that you don’t like it,” Polly mumbled against you and when your clothes were cut in half, she pushed you onto the bed, where you fell. You climbed up to the head of the bed and Polly smirked at you and crawled up following you. “Lay back.”
“Y-yes,” you just whispered and you laid onto the bed, leaving your legs bent in your knees. Polly was kneeling on front of you and she pulled your legs open, crawling between them to reach your upper body.
Looking up at her, chills ran through your body when you saw her huge kitchen knife. She ripped your underwear off too and you just gulped.
“Now how do we feel about this friend of mine?” Polly asked and nodded against the knife. You looked at it scared and you took a deeper breath.
“I-“
“You won’t die darling. Now relax,” Polly chuckled and she softly slid the edge of her knife on your soft skin.
“Oh god-“ you said from fear and then… pain filled your whole body. “Pol!”
“Shh darling,” she shushed you and you clenched your teeth. She was obviously enjoying herself. Her free hand traveled between your thighs and you gasped when she started rubbing your clit.
“Uh-“ you moaned softly when she pressed her fingers a little more against your bud and the knife slid over your clavicle. She cut open your skin there too and you swallowed when you felt the pleasurable pain run through your body.
“I see we like this. Look how smoothly is my knife cutting your skin darling,” Polly smiled at her own thought and you just swallowed because she slid her fingers to your opening.
“Please-“
“You want my fingers? Hm?”
“Yes please,” you said again to make sure the woman got what you wanted and then Polly withdrew her hand. She placed it in front of your face and you got what she wanted. You to take off her rings.
You looked her into her face and you took her pointing finger into your mouth. You made the surrounding of her ring wet with your tongue and then you sucked it off. And like this, you continued with all of Polly’s fingers while giving her the rings back.
“Good girl,” Polly praised you and she smiled at you warmly. A second later, she pressed the knife to your neck and you gasped. “Now one bad move and your throat will be cut open.”
“Yes,” you said only and as you felt her fingers massage your clit again, you whined. Your breathing became a little faster as she was stimulating your clit and you were swallowing bigger and bigger saliva just to get through the feeling. Polly didn’t even realize and she was using her strength on her wrong hand, pushing the knife into your throat. “P-Pol-“
“What is it?”
“T-The knife-“ you choked out. When Polly seemed to realize what she was doing, she loosened her hand and backed away from your throat a little, so you could take a proper breath. “Thanks-“ you moaned louder than before and Polly seemed to find another sort of fun for herself. Your thighs.
As her fingers slid inside of you, the knife cut your thighs. You wanted to buck your hips but the woman didn’t allow you to do so. She just smirked and you knew that she was smirking immediately. You knew the woman too well.
“Oh my- Pol-“
“Hush now. I already took my knife away and found a different spot to mark you. What else do you want?” She was angry. Oh she was so angry. Knowing that there was no space for you to answer her because she didn’t want you to answer her, you bit onto your tongue so nothing would slip out of your mouth. “As I thought.”
Polly pulled your thighs more apart. She was making room for herself and for her own needs. The need to fuck you. Her hand however didn’t stop at all and she was still playing with your body like she liked to.
When she cut your thighs again, you hissed louder. As an answer, Polly’s fingers got faster than before and she was rougher too.
“Taking me this well? Hm?” She asked more from herself than from you and all you needed was a mean Polly. You felt yourself clench around her fingers at first and then you clenched again. “Oh?”
“S-sorry-“
Polly slid another finger inside of you, cutting your inner thigh at the same time. The pleasure mixed with pain and you didn’t know if you should’ve hissed or moaned. You didn’t even know how and a moan found its way out of your mouth and Polly… kept finger-fucking you.
“Oh my- the stretch-“
“So good right? Take my fingers, will you?” Polly cut you off and at the same time she seemed like… she became soft with you?
“Yes- yes-“ you moaned out few times in a row to make sure the woman heard you. Polly curled her fingers inside of you and with that movement of hers- oh god she hit your spot. “O-oh!”
Your sweat was already dripping onto the bed. The situation this woman put you in was something you wouldn’t be expecting in your worst dreams, but yet, it felt so damn good.
The bedsheets were sticked on your body. Your skin was telling Poll that you were rather excited or cold, just like your stone-hard nipples. The woman didn’t look like she was getting the hints you were trying to give her, and you couldn’t do anything more on your own.
“Fuck Pol-“ you moaned, “you’re getting me closer-“
“Good. Get off for me.” And with that, she was making you feel, see and also hear heaven. With her fingers. With your eyes closed shut and the imagination of her in front of you in your head. And the blood pumping in your ears. “Come on darling, show me what a whore for me you are.”
And with that sentence, Polly showed the knife against your throat again.
“Fuck- close- so close-“ you whined in high pitched tone for her. You couldn’t hear anything else from the blood. Your muscles clenched in your toes, whole legs and belly. Feeling how the knot in your stomach got the tightest it could, Polly’s fingers brushed your g-spot. And that was the moment when your whole world fell apart. “Holy mother of-!”
You didn’t know what happened next. The beeping in your ears was so loud. Your body clenched and then you fell onto the bed.
“You okay?” Polly asked when you realized that you woke up and you nodded your head as an answer for her.
“Yeah I am,” you said only and Polly brushed your hair out of your face. You leant into her hand and smiled softly. “Thank you.”
“No, Thank you sweet angel,” Pol corrected you and at that second she had you blushing. You both just smiled and kept resting on the bed, ready for the next step - the shower.
