Page 27 of Ruin

“Who designs your tattoos?” She has so many tiny tattoos, one which I can’t stop staring at. I’ve not seen them all, but this one might be the best one on her sexy skin. One half is a broken butterfly wing, and the other half is a skull, but it all looks like a butterfly. Amazing.

I do.

She has designed every tattoo on her body, and the ones I can see are masterpieces.

“Come here.” I want a better look at them, and the bruises.

She walks toward me, and I watch her hips moving. So fucking sexy. The best part is I get to play with her whenever I want. The only question I have in my head is how would her pussy feel around my cock?

I know now what she has under the fabric covering her tits and pussy. Piercings, and fuck do I want to play with them?

She stands in front of me, and I take a deep inhale of her. Beautiful. I place my hands on her hips, my thumbs linked in the strings of her thong. I can feel my dick growing hard in my sweatpants. This not touching her is going to be hard. I let out a sigh, looking at the black widow spider with webs coming from its legs on the left of her belly button. A group of small bats coming up from her pelvic bone going around her waist. I could look at each one all day, but I want some fun now. I’ll have her naked in my room, in my car, even in school. I’ll get to see her tattoos all the time.

I push her back a little so I can walk away from her and grab the knife from my dresser. Walking back to her, I see the tattoos and bruises on her back, but I don’t ask anything as my dick is hard and I want to have some fun.

I admire the one tattoo which grabbed my attention. It’s a red dragon’s head, which looks like it comes from the front of her body, as I can only see the head and some part of the body. I already knew she likes her dragons, because of the ones she wears around her wrist.

Pulling her closer to me again, I place the knife on my thigh, ready to use it. I kick her legs apart hard because she doesn’t do herself. I kiss her inner thigh, and she tries to push me away, but all I do is laugh. When I bite on the skin, again she tries to move, but I don’t let her.

Placing the tip of my knife on her hip by the string of her thong, I move the tip of the knife along her skin. She goes to step back.

“No, no, no, you didn’t listen. I did let you pick the punishment, and you didn’t. Now I get to play.” She again tries to fight me, but I grab her ass hard, holding her in place.

I move the knife to the middle of her stomach, slowly, ever so slowly, moving up to her bra and letting the tip play with the fabric in the middle of her tits. Fuck, she has a good pair of tits, and I can’t wait to fuck them.

In one quick movement, I cut her bra off. Oh shit, my dick just got harder in record time when I see her pierced nipples. Touching them got me excited, but seeing them is even better. My mouth is watering. I want to suck on them, but I stay where I am. It’s taking everything in me to stay where I am, but a little grunt escapes my mouth.

Trixie tries to move out of my grip again, but I don’t let her. She’s playing now.

I want to touch them.

I want to flick them.

I want to suck on them.

I want to bite them.

Oh, and I will. God, will I fucking torture those tits.

I bring my knife back to the side of her hip and rip her thong off quickly. Now she’s standing in front of me naked.

God, this woman is a masterpiece. Looking down at her pussy, there it is, the shiny silver studs on both sides of the lips and her clit.

“Fuck,” I whimper.

I fist my hand on her ass, grabbing as much of her skin as I can, because it’s taking everything in me not to touch it. I want to touch it, but I have other plans at the moment.

Oh, fuck it! I shout to myself. I can’t hold back anymore. I bring my hand up to her breasts and grab her nipple between my index and middle finger and squeeze it as hard as I can, playing with it, pulling on the ring wrapped around it.

I’ve never been with a woman with any piercings. I never understood why women would want to get piercings all over their body, but right now, right at this second, with how hard my dick is, I understand it.

I place the knife back on my thigh and I put my hand on the inside of her thigh, moving up to her pussy and grabbing it hard. I need to know if this is even turning her on.

It’s not. She’s dry, but I’m sure I can make her wet, playing with the two studs on her lips, flicking them ever so slightly. She’s going to play. I’m going to make her play. I want to make her beg. Then, at the very last second, she’s going to get nothing.

Picking the knife back up, I take the tip and tap it on the stud on her clit, and it makes her jolt. Ah, just a little flick makes her pussy tingle. I can do this to make her wet for me.

I remove my hand from her tit and grab her ass again, so she stays exactly where I need her to be. I move the tip over her clit, tapping the stud a few times. She moves her hands onto my shoulders, trying to push me away, but I won’t let her.

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