Untitled As Of Yet

You wake to find yourself blind folded, and reach up to untie yourself, but i slap your hand away gently.1

"Just let me play with you..."2

You acquiesce and lie back down; I slowly start to unbutton your shirt, starting at the neckline. With each new inch of exposed flesh, i leave a butterfly kiss, and feel you becoming more aroused. I can feel myself becoming more turned on because of it, but i continue my playful game, and make my way to your waistline. I pull your shirt out of your pants and run my hands up your stomach and chest to your shoulders, where I slide my fingertips under the shirt and pull it off you completely. 3

You shiver with pleasure again as you hear the sound of a knife being flipped open. I kiss your lips and just as I feel you open to receive my tongue, I pull away. I trail kissed down your neck, over your shoulder, and down your arm. When I reach your hand, I grab the knife and turn your hand over so that it is palm up and resting in mine. 4

I lay the knife tip at the bas of your palm and slowly trace the lines in your hand. You moan slightly and I can see that you are fully erect and waiting for attention. I ignore you for the moment and go back to my game with the knife.5

I trace a line from the crease between your index finger and your middle finger, down the side of your middle finger, and then follow it with my tongue. I take the very tip of your finer into my mouth and swirl my tongue around it; almost a foreshadow of what I will do to various other parts of you later. You whisper something to me, but I can’t hear you. I move my ear closer to your mouth, and hear one breathy word; ”Please?”6

I smile and close the knife, put it on the bedside table for later use and grab the handcuffs that are sitting on the nightstand. I close the left one on your left wrist and loop the cuffs over the bed post, then clasp the other one around your right wrist; effectively chaining you to my will. 7

I untie the blindfold and you see me for the first time tonight, in all my glory. I am wearing my policeman’s uniform, with the blue shirt and black striped pants, and the belt full of equipment. To top it all off, I am wearing that hat that you adore so much. Upon first glance, one would not notice that the belt I am wearing is not full of walkie-talkies and nightsticks, but rather, an array of sex toys that would keep even the most deviant sexual addict satisfied. 8

Tonight is our night to fulfill our greatest fantasy, I, to be a policewoman during sex, and you, to be dominated by one. 9

Your eyes get huge and then a grin cracks over your face. You struggle not to laugh, but a giggle escapes and I give you a stern look.10

”Now that wont due. There’ll be extra punishment for that!”11

You smile, but catch your lower lip in your teeth and bite down to hold it back. You draw blood with those sharp canines of yours and I shiver because seeing you bleed turns me on more than ever. 12

I straddle you, rolling my hips slightly to rub our crotches together; you get even harder and I smile.13

I push you back down, and kiss you, tasting your blood. I clean your wounds with my tongue and kiss you again. Our saliva mixes with the salty, tangy, metallic taste of blood and adds just a touch of the exotic to tonight’s adventure, as if it wasn’t exotic enough to begin with. 14

You try to move your hands to touch me, but fine that they are tied down and you can do nothing to me. I laugh at the look on your face, and you pout even more, and then ask me if I’ll untie you. 15

“Not yet. You’ve been a very naughty boy and you’ll have to pay for what you’ve done.”16

You sigh with resignation and let me kiss you again. 17