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Nowshe begs.
Next, I stick one of the pins into the head of each needle, then swirl the pin in her skin, feeling the softness and warmth of her flesh give way and a pinprick of blood seep out.
Her breath hitches and she moans when I flick the pins out of the needles and discard them on the floor.
“You look so fucking pretty when you bleed for me,” I tell her, lifting her up to sit on my lap, so that she’s straddling me.
Automatically she reaches up and grasps my neck. I take advantage of her position and hold her hips, guiding her back down onto my dick.
“That’s it, princess,” I soothe my voice low and soft. “Take all of me, little by little. Good girl.”
Bending her knees, she wraps her legs around my waist. She doesn’t need to be told what to do next. She rocks against me and I groan at the movement of my dick inside her.
I reach for another needle and thread it through the piercing in her nipple and add another to the soft tissue underneath. Her left breast gets the same treatment and every time I pierce her skin, Kayla’s eyes become more and more hooded. Her wetness leaks out of her pussy despite my cock filling her up.
“Give me more,” she pleads.
“More what?” I ask, thrusting up into her and stealing her breath on a gasp.
“More…pain.”
“I’ll give you your pain, but you’ll come on my cock while I’m inside you.” I roll my hips to punctuate the order.
I pick up more pins, this time the longer ones, and stick one through her lower left labia. She screams and the sound only makes me more determined to hear it again.
“More,” she breathes, moving her hips in a rocking, clenching rhythm that drives me out of my fucking mind. She licks her lips then whispers, “Please.”
“You’re going to be so fucking sore tomorrow,” I growl, and slowly push another long pin through the delicate skin of her right labia.
“More, fuck, yes,” she chants. Her nipples are hard and red, the areolae bruised by the sting of the needles.
I take her left nipple into my mouth and suck on it lightly, careful not to stab myself.
The connection I feel with her when I’m taking away what hurts her is powerful. I feel like I’m giving her what she needs, like I’m taking away every bad thing she’s ever experienced and replacing it with unwavering devotion and adoration. She just doesn’t know it yet.
I take a moment to let gravity take the weight of the small needles, shifting her so that they are hanging on her flesh. When she gasps and clenches her internal muscles on my dick, I know she’s close.
“I love it,” she pants, looking down at her pincushion skin and flushing.
“I know. And I love that you love it,” I whisper against her mouth in response, though the reverence in my tone suggests I might love something else. “Come for me, princess. I want you to come on my cock while I fill you up with these little pins.”
I take a needle and pierce each nipple again, right at the tip. Her scream of pleasure echoes through the room. The holes are already inflamed and stretched from the earlier piercings, and now they’re on fire.
My thrusts become shallow and short while she rides out the sensation. I watch her with an indulgent smile on my face while she takes a shuddering breath, then take out the needles in one swift movement, and I’m rewarded with a sound somewhere between a sob and a moan of pain. I slide the now bloody needles gently over her heated skin and revel in her response, painting her flesh crimson with her beautiful blood. The scent is intoxicating.
“Oh, my god,” she moans, flexing her fingers.
“Are you okay?” I ask her gently.
“I’m perfect,” she breathes.
Yes, you are,I silently tell her.
I stroke her cheek with the back of my fingers and lean in to kiss her deeply, our mouths moving in tandem with the action of our hips.
When I break the kiss, I reach into the tin once more, pulling out clawed metal thimbles that have been sharpened into wicked points. One by one I slide them onto the fingers of my right hand, before lifting it for her to see.
Her pupils dilate.
