Page 27 of Obsidian Dreams
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As I make breakfast, Shadow and Raven leave to take showers and I watch Red squirming in her chair. Her chest rises and falls in uneven intervals and I know she is on edge, her head moving at every slight sound. With my knife in hand, I walk to her, turning the toy back on the lowest setting as she whimpers.
“You’re so pretty tied up. You enjoy being our toy?” I ask, dragging my blade along her cheek and down her throat as she whines and nods. “Words, Red. I want words…”
"I… I…" She struggles to form a coherent sentence as the toy hums lightly against her, her chest heaving with anticipation. With a gentle bite of her bottom lip, she finally manages to stammer out, "Yes… I… enjoy it."
I chuckle at her admission, my knife tracing lower down her body to her quivering breasts. The tip of the blade glides over the swollen nipples, causing her to gasp as a sudden jolt of pleasure courses through her.
"That's good," I murmur, pressing the flat side of the blade against her skin between her breasts. The cold metal causes Red to shiver lightly as she leans into it, seeking somekind of respite from the torturous stimulation. "Because we're just getting started."
I move the blade to her upper thigh, dragging it into her inner thigh. “I want to carve my initials into your perfect skin.”
"No," she moans, the plea sounding more like a whispered whimper than an outright refusal. "Please…Blade."
I press the blade slightly harder against her soft skin, feeling her shiver under its cool kiss. "You don't want that?" I ask, my voice dropping to a teasing purr as I watch her reactions.
"No," she repeats more forcefully this time, her voice quavering. "It's too much."
I contemplate her words, considering them even though she hasn’t said her safe word. Deciding to save it until she’s begging for it, I run the knife threateningly along her inner thigh, watching as goosebumps break out against her flesh in response to the cold steel.
She gasps softly as I abruptly remove the blade and replace it with my fingertips, trailing them lightly over her thigh. She trembles at my touch, arousal seeping from her core despite her fear.
"Let's start by seeing how many times we can make you beg before we let you come," I suggest, leaning forward to capture a hardened nipple between my teeth as I pluck at it mercilessly.
She cries out in a mixture of pleasure and pain as my mouth puts pressure on her sensitive flesh, while the toy hums relentlessly against her. In the doorway, Shadow and Raven stand with towels wrapped around their waists, smirks playing on their lips, their hair still damp.
"Still torturing her?" Raven chuckles, amusement clear inhis voice as I return to the stove to plate breakfast for everyone. "Is she our entertainment?"
Shadow laughs along with him, pulling up a chair beside her and reaching for a piece of bacon. We all take seats around her, watching as she tries to squirm away from the toy's vibrations and the intense gazes of her captors. "She's so beautiful when she's on display for us," Shadow remarks, his hand teasing her mouth with a strip of bacon before pulling it back, just out of reach.
I turn up the intensity of the device, causing her to forget any hunger pangs as she writhes against the restraints. "Please! I need…" she screams, unable to finish her sentence before I quickly turn it off.
"Need what?" I taunt, my own laughter mixing with the guys as Red groans in frustration.
Throughout our meal, I continue to play with her using the toy, denying her release each time she comes close. The three of us chat and joke amongst ourselves while she is forced to sit there and suffer through multiple almost-orgasms.
As we finish eating, I stand up and notice a lone tear fall down her cheek. With a chuckle, I lean in front of her and grip her chin. "Aww, kitten… are you ready to tap out?" I ask, my tone laced with both teasing and tenderness.
Her chin quivers as she shakes her head, determined as ever despite the tears. I drag my tongue along her cheek, savoring the saltiness of her tears.
“Good girl.” I reach down between her legs with my other hand, feeling her wetness as I pull the toy away. "Soaking for us, boys," I declare, standing up straight and addressing Shadow and Raven. "I'm going to go shower. Make sure she eats. She's going to need her energy."
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The toy is gone, but the phantom vibrations still echo in my body, each muscle tense and begging for release. Blade disappears into the shower, but I can still feel the eyes of Shadow and Raven, telling me they're enjoying every second of my predicament.
I'm on fire, my flesh tingling under their relentless gazes. My body aches with need, but I'm not ready to give in just yet. The anticipation is delicious and terrifying all at once.
Shadow leans closer, his fingers grazing my thigh. "You've been very patient, Red," he murmurs. His voice sends shivers down my spine, his touch lighting up every nerve ending. "And patience should be rewarded."
He feeds me bites of breakfast, the food melting in my mouth, though it does nothing to satiate my hunger for them. I can feel Raven watching us from the other side of the table, impatience radiating off him.
Shadow takes his time to feed me breakfast; eggs, followed by some bacon and fruit, before offering me a straw with coffee at the end. His fingers graze my thighs every so often to tease me, eliciting smallmoans and keeping me on edge. I am completely lost in his attention, only coming back to reality when Blade re-enters the room and speaks.
"Is our toy ready for another round before a break?" His voice is deep and commanding, causing my heart to race with anticipation. I sit up straight, eager to please under his gaze as I feel him gently cup my chin in his hand, his breath hot against my skin.
"Yes," I respond confidently as he chuckles, the sound surrounding me like a warm embrace. I hear the scuffing of shoes around me as Raven and Blade move closer, the excitement building within me at the thought of what's to come next.
