It seems the tables have turned. You surprised me instead. I walked into the house and there you were, with all these little presents all wrapped up with rope awaiting me. You came over to me with a glass of champagne and I told you I would be right back. I put something on for you, because there was a certain way I wanted my gifts unwrapped. When I walked back in, I grabbed my glass then instructed you.
I decided to make a little game out of the whole thing. You had already placed the tarps and heavy gauge plastic on the walls and over the windows. The music was blaring and you had your shirt off. I wasn’t the only one watching what you were doing, the gifts were too. Once in a while they would look at me and I would just give then a little smirk. After you were done setting up, I motioned for you to come over to me.
I told you that for each one you destroyed, I would take off a piece of clothing. If you did a good enough job, we would even fuck. You pulled a chair over and I sat down to watch the show. If the music hadn’t of been so loud I would of been able to hear their screams. Desperate, ear piercing, and full of pain. I watched their faces though. I always watch their faces.
You were in your element. You deftly dealt with them, one by one, those sweet little gifts were unwrapped in the most delicious and horrible manner. One by one an article of clothing came off, until I was wearing nothing but my stockings and heels. As the last of the light went out in the last gift’s eyes I moved toward you. You pulled me to you and we fucked right there on all the discarded wrapping.
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