Part 3: Dinner’s ready

2026-06-22T23:09:15Z

Placing the blunt side of the blade against her skin, I trailed the tip from her arm, down the side of her body. Goosebumps bloomed in its wake, but the fight had otherwise quieted.

As I reached her legs, I grabbed her ankle and tied it to the nearest table leg. Her struggle briefly resumed, but a nip to the thigh stilled it. I sheared off the excess rope, then used it to secure her other ankle.

With a sigh, I stepped back to inspect my work. She lay legs spread over the table, arms propped onto her elbows. She glared at me over her shoulder, arms tugging at the restraints in an attempt to straighten herself.

Another tug on the rope ***d her flat before resecuring the knot.

A satisfied hum escaped me. My little vixen wasn’t getting away now.

Her eyes followed me as I worked my way around the table, kicking away each chair as I passed.

Each clatter drew a small flinch from her. I alternated between running my fingers and the tip of the blade along her body.

I circled behind her, her eyes straining to see what I was up to.

“Ah ah, I wanna see palms and cheeks pressed to the table.” She glared at me and gave the restraints an experimental tug.

I gave a saccharine smile, bunching the material of her leggings into my fists before using the knife to split the material clean in half.

Her eyes bulged in shock before rage returned to her face. She emitted a stream of garbled words and I stopped my play for a moment to remove her gag.

“What the hell! Those were my favorite pair.” She spat the words out.

“Don’t worry, baby. I already have new ones waiting for you upstairs.” I placed a small peck on her lips before shoving the handkerchief back in. “Now palms and cheeks on the table before you start losing more clothing.”

Her eyes narrowed to a glare, but she flattened her balled-up fist and placed her cheek onto the table with a huff.

“Now that’s my good fucking girl.” I emphasized the words with another rip of the material, letting the tattered pieces hang off her legs, exposing her rounded ass to the air.

I buried the knife into the tabletop. She jumped, lifting her head just enough to glance back.

I answered with a sharp smack to her ass. It jiggled with the motion, the bare skin already beginning to redden at the impact.

“Don’t make me repeat myself—hands and cheek flat on the table. Nod if you understand,” I could see her rough swallow as she shook her head yes. I smoothed my hand across the mark. “Good.”

I hooked my fingers beneath the thin straps of her underwear and drew them down, sinking with them until the material stretched taut around her spread knees.

Unable to help myself, I sampled her with teasing nips and hungry bites as I descended.

“Mmhh, the view from down here is simply divine.” I rubbed my thumb along her wet lips and was rewarded with a garbled groan as she tensed. “Already so worked up.”

I pulled the last item out of my pocket, dragging the metal tip of the anal plug up her inner thigh as I stood.

Her cheek lifted—thwack!

“Careful now,” I tutted at her, moving the cold plug to her pussy.

I dragged it up and down her lips, collecting the moisture there before pressing at her entrance. She accepted the bulb greedily.

I pushed at the flared base with my thumb fucking her with the plug while I massaged her puckered ass.

She arched up, trying to escape the sensation. Thwack.

Unbidden, a moan escaped her. The little vixen was enjoying her ***.

I grabbed her ass, kneading the reddening mound as I spread them. I spat on her asshole, following the action by removing the plug from her pussy and lining it up with her puckered entrance.

I gently pressed the flared base with my thumb, fucking her with the plug while I massaged her clit.

She emitted a low whine, which I shushed.

“It's okay.” I gave her ass a gentle squeeze before running my palm up and down her back. “You can take it.”

She lifted her ass as much as she could and rocked back into my hand. The bulb slipped in further and I fucked her a little harder with it.

Lowering my head to her needy pussy, I gave her a nice long lick before spitting on the plug. I circled her clit with the tip of my tongue before moving to circle her entrance. I bagan fucking her with my tongue in tandem with the plug. Finally, the tapered bulb slipped fully into her ass and nestled in.

The sounds coming from my little vixen were almost as sweet as the small orgasm that rippled through her.