Surrendering - Sex Stories

Surrendering

... into the darkness of the garage as she feels my warm fingers against her skin. My touch is firm, but oddly gentle. With my free hand I trace a pattern up the inside of one thigh and down the other, careful to avoid pussy. Her skin rippling under my touch as I sweep across her skin under her skirt. Brandy is horrified to find her body responding to my touch. That familiar sensation of pleasure starts to blossom and try as she might she can't resist a sigh when my fingertip slowly slides inside the leg band of her thong. Her breathing becomes ragged as my fingertips leave a trail of fire on her skin. Brandy is startled as I change tactics, reaching around roughly grabbing her right breast. Her thin is bra no protection from my fingers. I torment her nipples, rolling and pinching her sensitive nubs until she cries out from the pain. She hears me hiss my disapproval at her noise and clamps her lips shut, desperate for some relief from my cruel touch. With one hand still pressing her face to the wall, I grab the silky fabric of her blouse and quickly yank it open, the buttons spinning and bouncing around our feet. I roughly push her bra up, leaving her c-cup breasts unprotected to my brutal touch. I begin to slap her breasts, building in intensity as I move from one to the other. Brandy is shaking with the struggle to stay quiet and remain still. I merciless pinch and pull her nipples, crushing her sensitive globes in my hands. Brandy is moaning loudly behind her pursed lips as ...

... she endures my harsh touch, her mind frantic for a way to survive this pain. Just as the pain is beginning to subside into pleasure I suddenly stop, leaving her dizzy and panting, her breasts throbbing and tender. " Don't move", I growl as I remove my hand from the back of her neck. Again, the growl is low, menacing and paralyzing it takes her a moment to collect her thoughts. She hears a faint metallic ring and then the feel of hard cold steel slowly sliding up the outside of her thigh. She tenses as the realization hits her; I have a knife! She sobs loudly as I step close, pressing my groin into her ass. She feels me pushing her skirt up further and moans when I slide the knife over her hip and under the band of her thong, easily slicing through it. She feels the fabric start to fall away as I switch the knife to the other hand and repeat the process on the other side. Brandy is paralyzed, barely breathing, fear knotting up in her throat. I slowly pull away the fabric and she feels the cool air dance across her pussy lips. She is in shock. Grabbing her hair again, I pull her away from the wall until her back is pressed up against my chest. She is off-balance, confused, and scared beyond reason. She smells my expensive cologne and sweat, closing her eyes, trying to catch her breath. " Open your mouth". Before she can fully comply I force her mouth open, shoving her thong into her mouth with rough fingers. Her mouth is full with the silky material and she starts to panic. Her ...