Page 22 of Vow of Hate

“They really should. You are a very beautiful woman. Now, tell me. Do you want me to use the vibrator on you again?”

Her lips part but nothing comes out.

“Just tell me,” I croon. “Just tell me.”

“Yes,” she whispers as shame fills her features.

“Good. Then let me get rid of your hair. It’s covering your pussy and I want to be able to see every part of you.” I nod at the bench in the middle of the room. I have fucked a lot of women on that bench but I don’t intend to do that with Sienna tonight. No. I’m going to explore her body. I’m going to test her limits. It’s not going to be a hard, fast fuck like I’ve done in the past.

Sienna slowly lowers herself onto the bench.

“Lay back,” I say.

She shudders but does as I say. I grip her knees and press them into her chest before I part them.

“Stay like that.” I leave the room and grab shaving cream, a razor, a bowl of water, and a towel. When I return, I find Sienna in the same exact spot. “You look like you’re dead,” I say into her ear, making her gasp.

“I’m just nervous.”

“I can tell.” I press my finger to the pulse on her neck. “Your heart is beating fast.”

“Why wouldn’t it be?” Even though there’s a fire in her words, her voice is still quiet. Subdue. Shy.

I sit on the bench, straddling it, and lather my hand with the shaving cream. “Stay still. I don’t want to cut you.”

I run the shaving cream all along her pussy and inner thighs. Sienna gasps but otherwise, stays perfectly still.

“Have you ever shaved down here before?” I ask as I begin running the razor over the hair on her bikini line.

“No. I never needed to. Is that… wrong?”

“No. It’s not wrong. You were saving yourself for marriage. No man was going to see your pussy until your wedding night. You didn’t need to shave before then.”

“But you’re seeing me and it’s not my wedding night.”

I flash her a dark grin. “I know.”

Her face turns a deep, dark red as her eyes turn to the ceiling.

I chuckle. Sienna is more cute than I ever thought she’d be. I’m careful with the razor around her lips. The last thing I want is to cut her. That wouldn’t be fun.

I do love making people bleed but that’s not what I want right now. What I want is to see Sienna’s pussy completely bare.

It takes a while and Sienna holds still the entire time until I’m done. I use the washcloth to wipe away the remaining shaving cream. And there it is: her pussy. On display for me.

Fuck.

The urge to sink my fingers into her is strong but I hold it back. I promised not to touch her. But a vibrator isn’t my touch.

The air in the room is filled with tension and desire and the smell of Sienna’s pussy as I retrieve a vibrator from my drawer full of them. It’s a different one tonight. There’s a spot to touch her clit… and another spot to go inside of her, touching her g-spot.

It won’t go into her deep but it will get her ready for my cock one day.

I straddle the bench again and bring the tip of the vibrator back to her clit. Her hips jerk up after I turn it on. The low buzzing sound fills the room.

“Oh,” she gasps as her eyes widen. Her legs open wider and I notice some wetness seep out of her. She likes this and I love watching her like it.

I run the tip of the vibrator over her nub, getting her warm and ready. “Tell me, Sienna. Tell me what you’re feeling.”