Elizabeth handed Chrollo a small knife "Cmon danchou...don't be shy." He stared down at the girl on the bed displaying herself like thanksgiving dinner.
"What do you want me to do with this Elizabeth" he knew her answer but he refused to assume what she wanted. She sat up straight and her fingers traced the unclothed part of his body, her fingers trailed from his chest to his very clear abs "I want you to give me pain. Stab me, cut me open, make me scream. Make me feel good, I've waited so long for you, you're my salvage. I need this Chrollo, don't make me wait any longer" she slid her fingers from his body to the hand that was gripping the knife and forced it onto her chest. A small amount of blood dripped due to the pressure of her hands.
"If you want this, I don't know how much I can restrain myself Elizabeth" he said simply, his mind opposing but he knew that was not what she wanted to see in him. "I don't care, please I beg you." her glare bore into his eyes filled with need. He knew there was no way out from this. He gripped the knife and pierced her skin and dragged it right across her chest. "fff..fuckk Chrollo...more ! do it! do it more please!!" she grunted softly with tears collecting in both her eyes. 'this girl was a fucking physchopath' he thought but he didn't stop, he granted every one of her request that night. Her white bedsheet stained with so much blood, if someone were to walk in on this they would definitely think he was trying to murder the girl.
Elizabeth on the other hand was feeling massive pleasure from his torturing. The fact that Chrollo was so damn fucking handsome and he was doing this for her and TO her, the thought alone was so orgasmic. She was loosing herself in his torture, she was getting turned on from everything he was doing. He knew EXACTLY where to cut her, she felt like he held a key to every drug cage in her body. She felt so high, him doing this to her exhilarates her so much she was becoming hornier by the second. He had held her body down with just one of his hands and the other was doing the devil's work. Elizabeth was grunting and half moaning his name as if they were fucking hard. Her voice encouraged him to do more, he had 'decorated' her body, thighs, chest. Only her hands were left untouched by him. Elizabeth was lost in bliss, she herself began undressing herself slowly.
"You should have a better look while you do me....." she said panting. She had stripped off her blouse and skirt and was half naked in front him. The sight of her was too much for him to take. She was divine, her breast was way too big, her body and curves were shaped like an hourglass. She had hips that were made perfectly for him to grip and fuck her into oblivion. Her thick luscious thighs that were now stained with blood and gashes of cuts were very much visible. He was going to fuck her and she wasn't going to be able to fucking walk after this. His eyes roamed from her collar-bones and lingered longer on her breast appreciating the size of her bust very very much, his gaze continued down her bloodied body and her thick thighs. Elizabeth was a very voluptuous girl, he had a really hard time believing that she was this young, too young for his own good he felt like a pervert for even taking an interest in her. He could feel her excitement and sensed her arousal and he couldn't wait to take her.
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