Edge of Pleasures Razor by Renier Laroche (read aloud books TXT) 📕

It tickles and involuntarily you draw your knees up to your chest. I firmly grasp your ankles and bring you back to position. A stern look from you and me regain your composure."I would like for you to spread your yourself for me please and I want you to keep your legs still," I command. You can't help but obey and much to your delight I finally touch the place I had been teasing for days. "Oh yes Sir, right there," you whisper, as if I didn't know your body so well. Only a moment passed before I realize how wet I had already managed to make you. I was pleased with myself and couldn't help but allow my tongue to taste you gently for a moment before again stopping abruptly. I stand up and gaze upon you as I watch the pleasure engulf your body. At this point not a word before you say, "Yes! More please." "As you wish Miss Pierce," I reply with candle already in hand. Another few drops on your freshly bathed skin and you wince once more. "Good girl," I smile, "your reward Miss Pierce." This time, no tease...my tongue has been craving you and I'm so pleased to feel your soft clitoris swell in my mouth. You are getting the idea and your fight is gone. When I cease you look disappointed, not knowing how I desperately want to continue more than you do. "I need for you to relax, please," as I produce the next of my new tools. Although new you recognize the shape and know what its for, you don't recognize it. It has already been prepped and I begin the process of inserting it into your inner sanctum. It always takes a bit of coaxing and teasing before your body accepts it. We both know that this is required to bring you to the deepest of orgasms we both crave. Another, please Sir," you whisper, defiance gone. A sharp sting and you recognize I have moved on with the tools I purchased. You can't pick out its shape as your vision has blurred in anticipation of what may come next as your reward. I take my place directly in front of you and grasp your right leg firmly. With full access, I enter you ever so slightly and begin a sultry rhythm. I have to deny myself for your greater good and slowly exit the extract of your soft warmth. "YES ALREADY!" you exasperate. Three sharp stings with time in-between for the sensations to take their effects. You raise your head with newfound fight and with piercing eyes: "I want more and you better make it worthwhile this time!" I love your spunk and I am beyond turned on. I'm happy to accommodate as I feel its time for your first orgasm. You welcome the pain, as you know I am always careful to pay attention. "Good girl," I smile as I kneel before you. Those were a few serious licks you took and now its time for your reward. You know I love pleasuring you and generally take my time but you have been teased enough. Your velvet smooth sex on my tongue was nearly more than I could take and had to focus on not releasing myself. Relentlessly I continue my work, knowing full well how to achieve my goal. As you swell I am pleased to feel your body tense up before releasing uncontrollably. I savor you and slowly rise to gaze upon your beauty. I am happy to give you time to come too before kissing you softly on my favorite place on the inside of your thigh. "Come with me Lover," I whisper in your ear as I gently remove your restraints. No words, just a smile as you reach up for me. I take ahold of you and lead you to the fireplace. This was a first for us both but by now your inhibitions have gone and you know that tonight is all about you. It was a magnificent piece. Hand crafted wrought iron shaped in a square, nearly as tall as the ceiling and the floor beneath covered in cushions and fine linen. "How do you want me?" I throw a couple more logs on the fire and face you away from it. Hands in the air and now once more restrained, the fire crackles fiercely. I have taken extra measures to ensure the proximity to the fire so the flame nips at your skin. You are majestic, like a work of fine art and I am mesmerized by your stunning beauty. Your only weapons are your eyes and they are taking their effect. I want so badly to take you for my own pleasure but this is your special night. After all, there will be plenty of time spent here, I'm sure.I wrap my arms around you from behind to allow myself the felling of your fire warmed skin on my chest and the kiss I so needed. "Shall we continue Miss Pierce?" You nod and smile. "Say it!" I say, forcing myself to follow my own rules. "I am ready for more please Sir." I reach down and find your sweet spot once more to remind you of what you have coming. Slowly I remove the plug and select another shaped differently. This one was a series of balls attached with a ring on the end. As you feel the last of it make its exit, I know you want more. "This time you must hold perfectly still and your reward will be what you want." "Ok.... um I mean yes Sir," you utter, lacking the tool you love so much. I produce a bucket of ice and step back from you a moment. I can feel the fire nipping at my own skin and know the temperature is just right. The slightest sting followed by an ice cube gradually making its way from your neck to your lower back makes you squirm. "I said stay still, yes?" followed by the same act. Three times the ceremony continues before you manage to focus yourself on the pleasure you have in store. "Good girl," I smile as I begin with the new toy. I know this is one of your favorites so I bought a new one recommended by the boutique as being highly effective. As your body welcomes it I watch that ever familiar arching of your back. I am crazed by now and am having a hard time keeping focused. I produce a candle once more and watch a few drops roll down your shoulder and slightly down your chest. I peel away the wax and follow with another cube. Several times over I continue until I can take no more. I find myself in front of you again, crazed and hardly aware of my own actions. You are the object of my desire and I enter you easily. This time the slow, steady rhythm is no more as I give in to my own desires. "My Birthday Girl deserves a good and proper fucking, yes?" I manage to gasp. "YES!" your reply as our bodies become one. "Come with me please," you scream as we begin to swell. I had so much more planned and had so tried to deny myself, but succumb to your request. I explode with a fury and feel you receiving me with such intent as you release yet again. Time stood still as us. The fires heat coaxing us out of our blur causes me to realize you are still standing, restrained and barely standing on your own. "Come here Beautiful," I embellish as I pick you up ever so lovingly and carry you to the bed. "You were amazing tonight my Belle." As you curl up into my arms exhausted, I am so pleased. Although this is your Birthday weekend and I have much more planned, I am happy with the results thus far. You need your rest for the next few nights. I watch as you drift off with a smile on your face. "Happy Birthday my Jade," I whisper and kiss your neck. "Thank you," you purr..." I love Birthdays." Sleep. The deepest sleep. Violent Vandal

Wandering the cold dark streets alone, boot heels clicking a sharp staccato off the walls surrounding her, Ilena walks, tall, and lithe wrapped in a full-length hooded fur coat that hugs to her curves like a second skin. As she paces methodically down the abandoned street Ilena feels a niggling shiver glide through her senses.Her nostrils flair and she turns suddenly, eyes glimmering in the shade of the hood she wears. Walking with purpose Ilena's heels clicking matching a beat in the distance thrumming into her soul. For some strange reason as she approaches the bar with the wild beat and the warm welcoming ambience she feels a tingling anticipation.Slowly removing her fur coat Ilena hands it in to the coat check and pays her cover. Her body, lithe, and barely concealed by a dress tailored to cling to every graceful curve. Sheathed from neck to knee in a navy blue dress, sequin spangled that glimmers like the night sky as she glides deeper into the throng of bodies dancing in a bumping rhythm to the live band.With coal black hair falling in soft ringlets around her shoulders and face, skin the color of cream, and sparkling eyes a predatory topaz. Her presence making people instinctively pull away and squirm in uncomfortable attraction, wanting to be near her but sensing something sinister behind her eyes. Oblivious to it all Ilena searches through the crowded room her head turning in an elegant swivel to take in everyone present.Ultimately her eyes fall on the one figure she came here searching for. Dominic a dark brooding man clothed in a long sleeved white cotton shirt the tie at his throat partially pulled from his collar revealing the sheer brawn of him by the width of his neck and broad shoulders barely concealed by fabric tugging over gristle. Ilena's eyes linger on him taking in his shape and masculinity. The perfect V from his shoulders to his lean waist caught and captured by a thin belt through the loops of his tailored black slacks.Dominic's black hair cut to a close bristle, his intelligent sea foam green eyes taking in the lithe form of Ilena as she paces forward. Craven need, sparking in her amber eyes, and seeping out around her like a heady fog. From the top of her ebony locks to the sole of her knee high black boots everything about her signals danger to those that don't know her and even for those that do. They come together in the middle of the grinding bump of the dance floor the cadence of the music making their hearts pound in time with the beat. With one tender finger Dominic traces the curve of your luscious jaw and tucks a stray ringlet behind her ear. With a primal growl Ilena sweeps his hand away with one of her own, and whispers through clenched teeth. "I'm not here for that Dominic, You know what I want."Nodding somewhat chagrined, Dominic takes Ilena by the wrist and