When I woke up the first thing I felt was the cold steel on my skin. You were tracing up and down my naked torso with a very big knife. I knew it was very sharp, too, just from looking at it. You told me that I should be very quiet because if I screamed, you would make sure that that was the last sound that ever came out of my whore mouth. And that’s when you revealed your reasoning for kidnapping me and tying me to this bed – you were mad that I would fuck pretty much anyone but I had turned you down.
I told you that I would be more than happy to have sex with you if you would just let me go. You said you weren’t into pity fucks and that you were going to stick your dick inside me anyway. You did and when I didn’t start screaming, you held the knife up to my throat and asked if I was scared enough to scream yet. I was and I did. If you would like to hear what happens next, just call me now for some hot and devious knife play phone sex.