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This story contains consensual sex between women. If you're offended by same sex relations please don't read any further!
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This is one of my darker stories!
"Are we ever gonna sit down and talk about what happened last week?" I heard Jenny's voice behind me as I poured some more coffee. "I'm not ready!" I said as I walked out and left her alone in the kitchen to go sit outside on the deck. As I sat outside I thought about Jenny moving out and finding someone else. I couldn't picture it. I wanted her with me.
I went into the bedroom to find a few things for Jenny. When I went into the kitchen she was sitting at the breakfast bar with her head in the newspaper. I threw her red lacy bra and matching thong into the newspaper. "I want you to strip for me and put these on!" I said sharply to her as I went to pour a scotch and then found the sofa. "Excuse me?" "You heard me; you know how to do cheap don't you." I asked her. Jenny just stood there like she didn't know what to do. "If you don't want to do it go get your bags and leave now!" I told her as I topped up my scotch and took the bottle back to the sofa with me.
I sat back and waited to see what she was going to do. I could see tears welling up in her eyes as she started to unbutton her shirt. "Maybe I should invite some sleazy old men round to watch you, would you like that?" I asked sharply. I could see her hands shaking as she undid some more buttons. She started to move her hips slowly. "Well I have to say that you are not turning me on one bit!" As I said that I saw a flash of anger in her eyes. She ripped off her shirt, walked up to me and straddled my legs, then harshly rubbed her tits into my face. "Is this what you want?" Jenny spat at me. When I didn't respond to her she took a step back and took of her jeans. When she was naked she walked over to the breakfast bar and put on the bra and thong I had given her.
Jenny walked back towards me and stopped when she got to the middle of the room and waited for whatever came next. I finished of my glass of scotch and then make my way to the kitchen. A few seconds later I came back in and she was still standing in the middle of the room. I walked up behind her and raised the knife that was in my hand and made contact with the back of her neck.
I started at the top and gentle followed Jenny's spine with the cold steel blade of the knife. When I reached her bra strap I didn't stop, the knife cut straight threw it. I heard her gasp as her bra came loose. When I reached the hollow of her back I retraced back to where I started, but on the way back up I put more pressure on the blade, which left a mark without breaking the skin. I noticed that Jenny had completely tensed up and she had goose bumps all over.
I moved around to face her and placed the point of the blade at the top of her cleavage. As I slowly dragged it all the way down her bellybutton her breathing had increased and her eyes were closed. Again I retraced back to her cleavage leaving a mark without drawing blood. The blade moved to her nipple and lightly circled it. I started to put more pressure on it. This caused Jenny to stopped breathing, so I stopped the blade and held it firmly against her nipple. When she started to breathe again I continued. "Harder. Make me feel what you feel. " She whispered at me. Her voice bought me back to reality and I suddenly let go of the knife and it fell to the floor.
Jenny picked up the knife and placed it back in my hands. She gave me a gentle kiss on the cheek and told me to continue. I placed the tip of the blade to her breast and held it there. I felt Jenny's hand cover mine and then I felt her push the blade into her breast. I tried to pull away but I wasn't able to. "Don't." I whispered as I felt her grip tighten. My eyes never left the tip of the blade until it turned red. "Enough!" I said rigidly, thinking to myself that I didn't want to move suddenly incase I hurt her even more. She slowly let go of my hand and as she did I dropped the knife and placed my lips over her cut. The taste of metal in my mouth was overwhelming. "I'm sorry." I whispered as I kept trying to kiss her better.
Jenny cupped my face with her hands and gently kissed my lips and then ushered me to the sofa and then placed a glass of scotch in my hand. "I'll be back in a second." She said as she went to the bedroom. I hadn't even swallowed my first sip when I saw her heading back to me. "I can't, not after what just happened." I cried as she put the box of needles onto the coffee table. "Then sit back and watch me." she said opening the box.
I took a large sip of scotch as I watched her slide the first needle under the skin of her arm. As I watched her hands I remembered the first time she introduced me to needle play. I thought she was a lunatic but once she had embedded the first needle. I was in heaven. Just thinking about it was giving me goose bumps. As I continued to watch Jenny's hand I didn't realize she was talking to me. "Hey! Are you still with me?" she asked gently as I met her gaze. All I could do was nod. "I would love for you to do my back." She said quietly as she slowly guided the last needle in. "I can't." I mumbled and topped up my scotch.
Jenny came and sat on my knee. "If you won't do my back can you remove these?" she murmured into my ear and then guide the scotch to her lips. I found her wrist and gently pulled it towards me. I must have been staring at the needles for longer than I thought because I felt her lips kiss my temple. "It's ok, take your time." I heard her reassuring me. I slowly extract the first needle. I could feel her holding her breath. Her arms are covered in goose bumps. I find the second needle and I listen to her heart thumping. I wait until Jenny is breathing again before I start to slowly remove it.
After I have taken all of them out I hold her wrist and bring her arm up and my lips find all the pinpricks and kiss them. As we sat holding each other, I thought how safe I felt with her arms around me. "Take me to bed." her voice brings my out of my head trip. I slip my arm behind her knees and carry her to our bed.
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