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His fingers gripped her wrist tightly. “Not deep, cut gently, Osha,” Qimir warned. As if he was in a position to really stop her.
“It’s me, I’m always gentle,” Osha winked before rising on her knees to tie his other hand to the barred headboard. Steel, he wouldn’t be free instantly if he tried. Osha it pulled it tightly. Qimir knew he would bruise which he wasn’t sure he was okay with but that was later Qimir’s problem. Osha lowered halfway before pausing.
“Don’t you dare tease me like that. Get to it,” The regret of letting himself be at her mercy crept in. Everything was a game with Osha
“I’m not teasing. You said be gentle I am taking my time.” She lowered herself an inch smiling mischievously. Still not close enough to rest back over his hips.
“You have five seconds before I break out and take what I want.” Qimir threatened, eyeing her mesh set.
Osha sat back hard enough it caused him to curse. For extra measure she slapped him hard across the face as well, lip splitting and stinging. “Don’t threaten me. You can’t get out of this that quick.”
Osha kissed him, rough and hard, the pleasure building for him. He didn’t want to admit it but he loved her aggression. She pulled back a little of his blood blending in with her mauve lip gloss.
“Scoot lower,” Qimir's voice was heavy with lust. He wanted her to feel him but Osha gave him a confused look.
“Why are you trying to make demands? Next time I’m going to get you a muzzle.” She reached for the end table picking up a ivory and blue hilted thin blade. He wiggled his hips under her, causing Osha to look down and laugh at his desperation. She leaned into his chest not giving into him, her nipples poking him through the mesh.
“Stop trying to control things, Ren. I’m not sitting on your dick. You are going to bleed and beg for me. Then I will only let you have a taste. But a fuck? Maybe if you learn to shut up and let someone else be in control for more than a second. But you have a hard head so we will see.” Osha look back at his nakedness that was standing at attention ready to for release. She turned back pulling his hair forcing him to look at the ceiling.
“I hope you enjoy my gift. I’m going to remember it for later when it’s my turn.” Qimir grinned earning him a hard yank and a quick lick of his pierced nipple. He bit back a moan. He was going to play Osha’s game, he was true to his word, but he wasn’t going to give her everything she wanted so easy.
Qimir felt Osha place soft slow kisses along his jaw and neck. He didn’t like to move slow but with her he was starting to see the appeal. A lot of things were growing on him. Osha returned to his nipples giving them both ample licks and sucking softly. He began to wiggle again. She stopped, yanking him back to look at her. The blade on her tongue. Qimir licked his lips staring at her slide it down slowly cutting her tongue, blood blending in with spit. He opened his mouth like the eager slut he became under her gaze. She let some of the blood and spit roll off onto his tongue. He barely contained his whimper as closed his mouth trying to savor her taste. She was mangos and sunshine. Something about her was intoxicating and it made him crumble at how much he wanted to bend her over as well as kneel to her desires. And that’s what she was, Osha would make Dorian Gray shy. She was gluttonous of all pleasures. She pointed the knife at his chest pulling him from his thoughts.
“Not to-” Qimir closed his mouth matching her glare.
“I heard you the first time, fucking little bitch,” Osha pushed it in further but not drawing blood. Qimir’s cock stirred at her words. He didn’t engage. Breathing slowly watching her.
She tilted the knife down slow cutting into his breast. It stung slightly but the look in her eyes alone almost pushed him over the edge. But he didn’t want to tell her that.
“Don’t waste it. I’m worth more than gold.” Osha rolled her eyes at his words. Instead focusing on licking the blood. Her eyes went wide, a smirk growing on her face.
“I wouldn’t say all that but there is something a little gold somewhere in here.” She dragged the knife under his nipple not cutting. QImir’s breathed quicken and anticipated the pain but it did not come. She instead rolled the pierced nipple with her other hand. “Is this for me?” She asked teasingly. Qimir had a new jade stone stud in the piercing. He didn’t say but it she caught the heat on his cheeks. It was for her. A lot of things he was doing lately was for her. “Does that I mean I can cut it off and keep it?” Osha pulled his nipple placing the knife there.
Qimir laughed. “Why are you an insane person?” She didn’t laugh, she cut him right under the nipple, coaxing a loud whimper from him. He bit his lip to stop more from falling from his lips. She swooped down kissing him.
His cock was aching and wishing to be touched. She had purposely avoided it all night. When most nights she would grab and stroke it, teasing Qimir pushing him to the edge that led to a rough yet satisfying quick hookup. Usually all they had time for if their respective partners were not there to play. Hookups done in secret and against the rules they had sworn to with their partners. He felt a slight twinge of guilt at not only the act of cheating on his girlfriend or her boyfriend but the fact that he actually didn’t care and neither did Osha. They were terrible people. She pulled out the kiss noticing his thoughts left for elsewhere. She offered a light slap on his cheek.
“I want my name on you. You let me put my name on you and I’ll let you have a treat,” She studied his chest unsure of where to place it or how big. He guided her to over his chest over his heart. She let out a laugh. “I would have preferred to do it on your ass, but I guess that is the best part of you from this angle.” It was only for the night. Luckily, he healed fast or it would cause problems.
She cut slowly with expert patience to make it look pretty. He was shocked she even possessed such restraint. She cut in exceeding neat cursive across his chest. She even licked the access blood away, so the red was highlighted prettily with his fawn colored skin. He would tattoo it if he could. Well, he would do anything she asked or even hinted at wanting. Osha got off of him leaving him cold following her as she went for her phone.
“No photos,” he said. She ignored him going to the edge of the bed snapping a few, smiling wildly into the camera.
“Look at my whore,” She laughs into the phone. Standing on the bed now. He really regretting letting her tie him up now. “Smile for me baby.” She teased.
“I think I am more da-,” Osha places her white toe foot on his dick warning him to say something stupid. Qimir laughed and placed the best smile he had with that lopsided grin. “Sorry love.”
She continued to film him getting a close up of her work. Osha closes the phone tossing it without a care to the nearest in table. “You know what I think it’s time,” she said getting low licking at his blood again, rolling her hips into his. Qimir tilting trying to get the inside of her. She ignored him licking all the cuts she made and even his lip that still had some blood on it. She leaned up finally resting her eyes on him again. She cut the sides of her mesh panties letting the fabric fall, pulling off her bra and throwing is carelessly in the room. She climbs up his body and he devours as much as she can when she rests on his face. Osha has a habit of pulling away when she gets close edging herself to a big O. Qimir would give her as many as she wanted however she wanted. It was a sweet relief that she was finally ready. He didn’t mind the cuts, the blood was her thing, and he enjoys watching and pleasing her. She was loud and whisper nasty things that Qimir’s toes began to curl as he sucks gently on her clit. He wouldn’t last long now. Cursing himself for being so eager the whole time. Qimir groans as thin finger reached down gripping his hair tightly holding him in place. Osha rode his face until he was soaked, and her legs were shaking. She slid down his face back to right above where his cock was leaking precum.
“Hmmm maybe that’s enough for tonight. I can nap and come back to you tomorrow.” She teased breath still quick.
“Osha, no more games.” Qimir said softly voice on the edge of pleading. She heard it and that’s what he didn’t want.
She faked yawn knowing she really never got tired and naps were more of her laying down with her eyes closed brain still on. “I’m so tired. I should go to sleep. Tomorrow, love,” She leaned away from his chest.
“Osha, please, don’t play with me,” Qimir tried to threaten but it was weak.
“Rephrase that, Qimir.” She said his name and his eyes lit up. She always used his last name but now she used his name.
“Osha please, I have been really good. Please ride me. You use me however you want but please use all of me.” He bit his lip.
“I don’t know if that’s enough-,”
“Osha!” He whined.
“Okay okay I’m done,” She giggled.
She finally had QImir at her entrance and eased him into herself. She bounced a little further each time taking her time with his thickness. He held his breath, rising as much as he could to watch. He didn’t move her hips letting her control it all. She finally rested against him fully her cheeks glowing. She looked at him giving him a quick wink before placing her feet on the bed.
“Fuck, Osha I won’t last just ride.” He didn’t even hide his begging.
“You better try or else. You’ve seen what I do to boys that cum quickly.” He had she made Filick a whining mess as she fucked him on all fours with her massive strap on. QImir wasn’t keen on that yet at the sheer size of it, but he seemed to love it.
While in the squat position Osha rode him fast and hard even sloppily at moments. He wished his hands were free to control her moments a bit at first, but he got lost in the view of her joy and the feeling of her squeezing against her cock as she took too much too fast at times. Osha’s neighbors surely hated her. She didn’t care how loud she was or how she looked. Eyes closed tightly, biting her lips in carnal pleasure, he was sure she would bleed at how hard she was biting. Her little canines digging in as she moaned. Qimir took the time to repay the favor talking dirty to her. Begging like she likes and telling her how beautiful she looks. She leans back hands on his thighs, legs opening wider. He takes the chance to sturdy his legs as much as he can and use his hips to match her stroke, the bed straining under the pressure of them both creaking and singing along to her and his moans and whines. At the same time both of them yell, Osha again soaking him and falling back in-between his legs. His chest raising from the bed.
“Free my hands,” he said, the sensation of the rope now too much after coming so hard. He moved his thigh, but she did not stir. She laid there focus on the ceiling. “I will break your bed. You need a new one anyway.” She placed her foot on his chest but didn’t move anything else.
“Give me a fucking minute.” She slowly rolled over. Cutting the rope at his feet then turning around she looked at him and pouted. “I like you like this.”
“You don’t like my hands free so I can choke and smack you on the ass?” He teased. Her lip tugged into a small smile.
She cut the rope, the first hand going right to her ass, squeezing hard, he wished he could leave a mark like she did on his wrist and chest. The next hand went around her neck not squeezing but pulling her into a long soft kiss. He didn’t want to leave this moment, and he hoped Osha felt the same.