You stand before me Your hands bound to a bar above your head
I walk around you And look at the body you possess Your lacy bra barely contains Your perfect Firm Breasts
The sheer panties Allow me to see your Shaven pussy
Your erect nipples Pressing against the bra An evident wet spot On the sheer fabric Are signs of your arousal
I catch you looking at my Bulge My dick presses against the g string It yearns to be free To be inside you
I reach to the table For the scissors The metal is cold in my hand and I walk around you
I kiss your neck Shoulder blade And I run the scissor tip Slowly down your spine
You moan Shiver As my tongue travels down your back Until it stops at your bra strap
"This is not necessary, my slut" The scissors cut one side of the bra
One tit is free
'snip'
Your bra is on the floor
Your breasts are free
My nails on your back Scratching you My other hand reaches to the front And squeeze one of your tits
The cold scissor handle presses Against your stiff nipple
You moan louder And push your ass Against my erection
I slap you
" not yet ... My slut... Not yet "
I walk around And face you
I see the lust in your eyes
Your nipples hard Your panties completely wet from your juices
I take the scissors to the last piece of material You wear
And begin to cut… |