She became curious of other terms that were tagged; pegging, CBT, and sissy. XXX The bulge in his shorts seemed to strain, twitching occasionally when she moved her fingers away. Before she knew what had happened, she had set the knife on the pile of fallen fabric, along with the crop. “Listen bitch, I don’t know what the fuck you’re…”
He was stunned to silence as she flipped the bade open and ran it under his pant leg. With a flick of a snap, she opened the pouch and pulled out a small butterfly knife. And this… this sculpture would be the perfect place. The crop would bite at his skin, like a rattlesnake. All the while, Sophi worked at securing him with rope she found hidden in a box behind an old sculpture.




















