Playing With Knives

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“May I have knife play please?”

He smiled and a few minutes later, pulled his buck knife out of his toy bag. Smiling happily, he bounced onto the bed knife held in a mock stabbing posture. I laughed and curled into him as the point began to graze my skin, going from the sting of a scratching claw that made me gasp and moan, to tickling that made me squeal and wriggle under him. I looked up at his dear face to see the smile that plays his mouth every time he runs his knife over a woman’s body and she writhes. I love that smile.

He reached around my body, scratching his arousal everywhere he could reach while I was curled against his body. Finally he stood and drew the knife down my belly and made little furrows on my pubic mound and labia. I nearly came just from that, and then he stabbed me with his cock and kept his knife running over my skin while he pumped it in and out of me. I gasped and couldn’t breath, couldn’t do anything else but come.

Remus Misses

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Our sex is lovely…

and lately it is sans pain play. My body has had enough pain after nearly a year of pain from various non-consensual things like thyroid cancer surgery, an injury to one of my fingers after surgery, increased fybromyalgia, nearly six months of mastitis that seems to finally be over and bruising to a breast that is still healing. Involuntary, not-fun pain rather takes all fun out of playing with pain. I will crave it again though. I always do.

We miss it though. A great deal. Which is why Remus is enjoying beating on other women when he’s got a chance.

I miss his spankings a lot though.