This chapter contains knife play

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There was such calm sincerity in his question. And I had no doubt in my mind at all. I nodded emphatically. Then he kissed me, slow and soft, as if thanking me for my trust in him. He placed the blindfold over my eyes and the world went dark. I could feel my pulse speeding up in my ears. The sounds around me where heightened and I could hear the music outside, the sound of people and the faint rustle when Ash moved. The sharp click of the stiletto almost made me jump.

The tension in me was so strong that I could barely keep my breathing even. I had no idea where he would place the edge, the only thing I could hear was that he was still in front of me. The cuffs chafed a little and I started to feel strain in my legs. When the tip landed on my shoulder I gasped aloud by the unexpected sensation.

"You make such sexy sounds," Ash mumbled, and the blade wandered down over my chest. "I'm gonna coax even more cute noises outta you."

Something cold glided over my nipple and I realized that it was the flat edge of the knife and at the same time Ash's mouth descended on my other nipple. He sucked it in, ran his teeth over it and bit down, making the pangs of pleasure go straight down to my cock and I moaned. If he continued like this, I would cum just by his touch. He used the tip of the blade again and now he went further down, over my stomach and down to my groin.

"Oooh, fuuuck..." I groaned as the edge trailed my inner thigh at the same time as he licked his way up my shaft.

"Mm... you want even more, don't you?" he murmured, and the knife pushed at my chin.

"Yesss..." I breathed.

"Well, hold on then. Be right back."

The knife disappeared from my chin, and I could hear footsteps and a door that opened and closed. Had he just left me here? What was he doing? I was so turned on I could scream, but at the same time I got worried. I couldn't see a thing through the blindfold, not even light, so I tried to focus on hearing. Did he go fetch some other toy? He did bring a bag with him, and he could have packed anything in there. But he had said he wanted to play with the knife, so why didn't he? That was what I wanted, what I yearned for desperately. But instead, I was standing here, blindfolded and tied up, without a clue what was going on.

Finally, I heard the door open and close again and footsteps approaching.

"Ash, please..." I begged and pulled at the cuffs.

"I'm here, don't worry," I heard him say in front of me and then I had his lips against mine and he kissed me, hard and intense.

The relief in me was huge and when I could feel the tip of the knife again, wandering over my chest and his hand closing around my erection I sighed in pleasure. The feeling was heightened even more as I sensed a blade trailing down my shoulder blades, and a soothing hand right behind it. A few seconds later I froze completely. Too many hands.

"Yellow!" I called in a panic. "W-what... who?"

Ash pulled up the blindfold over my forehead and I stared blinking into his eyes. He placed both his hands on my cheeks.

"Easy now..." he soothed. "I'm in total control of this. Look at it as just another one of my toys. This is for your pleasure and nothing else. Focus is purely on you. Nothing's gonna happen that I don't think you'll enjoy. Give me a chance? If you don't like it, you just say yellow again and I send the toy away at once. Ok?"

His gaze was completely open and serious. The initial fright that had bubbled up inside me slowly melted away. He wanted me to see the person behind me as an extension of himself. Could I do that? Could I ignore the fact that an unknown person touched me? Before my mind had realized what was going on it had felt damn amazing, but now that I knew?

"Just behind my back," I said finally. "But I wanna se the person once. Just so I... know."

Ash nodded and smiled and the person who had been standing behind me came up beside him. It was the guy in the mask. My mind wet blank for one second. His eyes were covered in some kind of dark fabric, making it impossible to meet his gaze. I didn't really know how I felt about the fact that it was him. I had really liked seeing him with the knife before, but this was different. More intimate, to say the least.

"He won't speak," Ash said, and the guy shook his head in agreement. "And he's had strict instructions in what he can do. You wanna ask him something?"

"Have you... done anything like this before?" I mumbled, embarrassed. "Being... a tool for someone?"

I could see a faint smile on his lips.

"I'm a professional, so yeah. Many times."

His voice was cool and neutral, like this was all work for him. That made me oddly calm, and I looked at Ash again. I could say yellow if I didn't like it. But I had to try. Again, that gaze was in his eyes, that hit me like lightning in my heart. Slowly he pulled the blindfold down over my eyes again and I exhaled. Something sounded like fabric dragging over skin and I felt Ash's hand on my neck. He had removed his gloves.

"Focus on my voice and what you feel only," he whispered, and his lips glided along my cheek until his tongue flicked over my half open mouth.

I stuck my tongue out to feel more of him and the ball of his piercing caressed the underside of my tongue, he nibbled at my lower lip and the blade trailed my back again and I gasped into his mouth at the sensation. Ash pulled the stiletto down my chest and circled the tip around my nipple.

"They answer me so readily when I play with them," I heard him mumble and I could her the smile in his voice. "They like the pain, don't they?"

He pinched down hard on both at once and at the same time the knife behind me made a long slide up my spine and I got sucked in by the pleasure. I didn't care anymore that an unknown guy stood behind me, it felt too good for me to put an end to it. I wanted more.

The blades started moving in unison across my skin, like they were linked together by an invisible thread. Starting at my arm they moved upwards to my shoulder, across my neck and throat and down over my chest and back. It was just enough pressure so that the pain was never lured to the front, it was teasing, so damn enticing and I whimpered in held back lust.

"I wanna... feel more," I breathed desperately.

Ash laughed huskily.

"What do you say, kitten? I wanna hear you beg for it."

"Please, more... from both sides."

Alike they were given a sign the pressure from both knives became harder and I groaned loudly at the pain-mixed pleasure. I was having a hard time even keeping focus on what was happening anymore, what part of my body the blades were on, I was enveloped by the feeling, and I couldn't think straight, it felt so good.

The blades went further down to my groin, my hips and along both sides of my thighs and suddenly Ash's wet tongue licked the top of my hard cock. Now both knives were sliding up the back of my legs and in a daze, I wondered of Ash had handed his stiletto to the other guy. My breath hitched when Ash began to deep-throat me hard and fast, and euphoria rushed in me, making my knees weaken and I could hardly keep myself upright anymore. Seconds later his mouth was assaulting my nipples again, I whimpered and mewled, and the blades snaked their way up my back making me almost loose it completely. Then I could feel Ash grab my chin.

"Mm... I like seeing my kitten enjoy himself," he purred and pressed two fingers into my mouth, and I sucked them greedily.

Despite me not being able to see him, I could sense his closeness so much. In the middle of the whirlwind of pain and pleasure, the overwhelming sensation of the knives on my skin and Ash's amazing hands, he was under my skin. Inside my mind. I had never felt anything like it. The gaze he had when he pulled the blindfold over my eyes came back to me and the pleasure erupted into a whole new dimension at once. My climax was accumulating, all down from my toes and my legs started shaking.

Ash closed his hand around my yearning cock again and started to jack me off with hard, deliberate moves. He grabbed the hair on my neck and pressed his forehead to mine. At the same time, I could feel the masked guy have my hip in a steady grip and placed the knife to my throat. The sensation of that made me lose all form of control left in me.

"Do you wanna cum...?" Ash growled, his breath hot against my face and he pushed my forehead harder towards him.

"Y-yeah...n-nhh... p-please, I-I huuhh..." I rambled, incapable of forming words.

He quickened his pace, flicking his thumb swiftly over the head of my cock, the pressure of the knife on my throat increased and I just exploded, violently and intense, pleasure cut through me, and the storm of feelings just took over.

"Ooh fuck, Ash... I love you, I love you so fucking much."

The blindfold was lifted at once and I gazed into a pair of impossibly blue eyes. Then Ash looked over my shoulder and his eyes glinted hard, as he pointed towards the door.

"Get the fuck out, now," he said emphatically to the guy, and I could hear the door close behind me.

Jesus, I just said THAT word.

Ash looked at me again and that wonderous gaze was back again. I held my breath.

"What did you say?" he said and placed both his hands on my cheeks.

"I... love you."

My cheeks burned under the palms of his hands. I had never uttered anything like that to anyone in all my life and I began to feel like I was balancing on the edge of a cliff.

Ash started to pull at the cuffs, almost brutally yanking my hands out of them and then he looked frustrated at the steel beam and the cuffs imprisoning my ankles. Without a word he just grabbed my waist and lifted me up and carried me to the couch where he put me down. Then he threw himself at me, straddling my spread legs.

"Say that again," he breathed and pressed me back against the couch, his look so intense that it made me shiver inside.

"I love you," I said again and carefully put my hands on his thighs.

The kiss came so sudden that I gasped. Ash dug his fingers in my hair and virtually took over my mouth with his lips, his tongue, moaning almost desperately as I answered him and met his tongue, giving him access to every inch of me. It was reckless, sloppy, and wet, so fucking right that it made my head spin.

"Fuck, I love you too, Jamie," Ash murmured and deepened the kiss.

It was as if my heart shattered into a thousand wonderful pieces, flying around in my body and the feeling was so completely new that I couldn't grasp it, could I feel like this? I fumbled with his belt, at the same time as I ripped his tucked shirt up from his pants with my other hand and slid my fingers up his back and felt the warm skin meet my fingertips. He was so hard that I couldn't help gasping as I took his gorgeous cock in my hand and he grinded himself against me and sucked in my lower lip in his mouth.

"Shit, I'm s-so fucking close..." he groaned into my mouth as I started moving up and down his shaft and I could really feel it.

I dug my fingernails into his shoulder blades and hand-fucked him hard. He pressed himself even closer and his whole body shuddered as his release came in hot cascades over my hand.

"I love you, oh god, I love you..." he whimpered, and it was like he couldn't get close enough to me and I just reveled in his frantic grip

Our kiss, that had never ended, slowly eased down and finally we just sat there looking at each other, both spent totally awestruck. Neither he nor I had planned on taking this step tonight, it had just happened in the midst of everything.

"I... don't know what you do after you say something like that," As said eventually. "I have never... said it before. What do you do?"

He almost looked self-conscious, a look that I had never seen him have before.

"I have no idea," I replied. "I haven't said anything like that either. But it felt... nice to say."

His smile was completely irresistible, and he bent down and started releasing my ankles from the shackles so that I could finally move my legs again.

"It felt goddamn amazing," he said and got up and pulled me with him. "How about we go home and drink tea and play video games?"

I just had to laugh at that. We were undoubtedly a pair of total rookies.

"That sounds great," I replied with a grin.

He pulled up my silk boxers again and straightened his own clothing and picked up the paddle from the floor. Then we walked out into the big room again. More people had arrived, and the vibe had intensified, the air was thick with moans and pleasure. But I was unaffected by it all. I was walking on air with Ash's arm around my shoulders as we headed to the locker room.