I stripped off my shirt. She said shed been watching me, ..she wanted me and I knew it. I just had to try and remind her. Oh my god…look at you… her hands flexed and her eyes went softer, they almost glazed and she licked her lower lip. Mrs. J,..cmon.. I murmured. She dropped her hands to her sides and shook her head, but she didnt move away. I stepped over to her and took her hands, I raised them and put them on my chest. She let out a low moan and splayed her fingers out over my pecs, then she rubbed my chest and whimpered. Oh Joey,..honey… she sounded so torn as her hands roamed over my bare skin, on my shoulders and down my chest to my stomach again, she lingered, her fingers at the waist of my pants. Mrs. J,..dont stop. I wont tell anybody,..I Promise. I murmured against her ear as I leaned in and kissed her neck. She shivered and moaned, her fingers unfastened my jeans and I started on the buttons on the front of her dress. The top buttoned down to her waist. She. The metal of the blade was cold as it rested carefully againstthe fleshy lip of Raven's innermost treasure. The girl froze, her breathcaught in her throat, her racking sobs held still. Even her tears did notfall, but welled in her doe-like eyes, waiting for the moment that frozeher to pass. But it did not pass. The Inquisitor touched the point of the knifeto Raven's lip, slowly trailing it inside, running it up inside her body,cold against the dripping warmth, penetrating her no more than a fractionof an inch, but there, invading her body, threatening her with more wounds,more blood, more pain, more mutilation. Raven locked all her muscles into place, refusing to move evenat all. Her arms, her legs, her body, tightly bound by the ropes and chainsof the Inquisitor, now bound even firmer by her own mute and paralysingterror. The side of the blade touched her hard, quivering flower. Nauseafilled her, a terror so instant and so profound as to cause her physicalillness. She swallowed.
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