13/31 (Kinda On Hold)

V: For The Last Time, I Bleed Myself Dry Tonight

"It's okay, don't be afraid. With pain comes pleasure unlike anything you've yet to experience." Her eyes flicker up to mine then back down to the knife.

I remove my hand from hers as she drags the blade through my chest, effectively enough to cause blood begin beading in the opening of the wound. She pulls the blade away and stares at what she has just caused, paralyzed.

"I've never drawn blood from another"

"Then it's good that I am your first." I say as I take her face in my hands, kissing her. I pull away and look into her eyes. "Drink from me."

"Okay," she presses her lip to the cut and I can begin to feel the blood being sucked from my chest. I wrap my long fingers into her hair and pull, letting out a groan of pleasure.

She retracts her lips from my chest and looks at me worried, "I'm fine, it doesn't hurt." I say as I look down at her, my blood smeared across her lips. She lightly nods her head and continues drawing blood.

I lay down on the bed and wrap my hands around her waist, then pull her on top of me, so she straddles my hips.

I pull her head from my chest and throw her on the bed, I lay down on and wrap my hands around her small waist and pull her on top of me, so she's straddling my hips as she looks down at me. She places her palms on my chest as I lift her, positioning myself at her entrance.

"Ride Master's cock like the good girl I know you are."

"I don't...know how."

"It's okay, I'll talk you through it baby girl." He says as he pushes himself inside me. "Lift yourself up, then grind your hips back down, then keep doing that. You'll get into a rhythm as you do it."

"Okay", I lift my hips up, hovering over his pelvis for a moment, then I grind back down on him in a circular manner.

"Good, now a little bit faster, other than that, it was perfect", he says, brushing a piece of hair back behind my ear, and giving me a quick peck on the lips.

I rise up again and push myself back down on him in one fluid motion, earning a small groan from him.

"That's perfect, just keep that up." He says.

I keep repeating the motions, eventually getting into a comfortable rhythm, just like he said I would. I occasionally speed up, or slow down, he often moans when I do speed up, but would buck his hips up into me, growling at me, if I would slow down.

He placed his hands on my thighs and dug his fingertips into my skin as I leaned forward, creating a different sensation running through my body. He begins to thrust his pelvis up as I grind back down on him, moans escaping both of our lips.

"Do you like riding Master's cock?"

"Yes, Master", I respond, just as he thrusts up into me again, hitting that perfect spot and I yell out,"Master!"

I feel the sudden burst of pleasure travel through my entire being as he hits that spot again. I begin to contract around him, and I feel the familiar build up, as my body begins to shake.

He pulls himself out of me, and flips me over.

"Get on your hands and knees, ass up, face down."

I do so, pressing my hands and knees into the mattress, and lifting my hips back and up. I feel his large hand come down on my left buttock and a hard pain of the slap radiates there, leaving an ache echoing behind.

I lurch forward as I feel him slam back into me from behind, and I let out a cry of shock and pain. My fingers grab at the comforter as he holds himself inside of me for a moment, then pulls out and rams all the way in again.