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Story: Obsidian Dreams

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A s I make breakfast, Shadow and Raven leave to take showers and I watch Red squirming in her chair. Her chest rises and falls in uneven intervals and I know she is on edge, her head moving at every slight sound. With my knife in hand, I walk to her, turning the toy back on the lowest setting as she whimpers.

“You’re so pretty tied up. You enjoy being our toy?” I ask, dragging my blade along her cheek and down her throat as she whines and nods. “Words, Red. I want words…”

"I… I…" She struggles to form a coherent sentence as the toy hums lightly against her, her chest heaving with anticipation. With a gentle bite of her bottom lip, she finally manages to stammer out, "Yes… I… enjoy it."

I chuckle at her admission, my knife tracing lower down her body to her quivering breasts. The tip of the blade glides over the swollen nipples, causing her to gasp as a sudden jolt of pleasure courses through her.

"That's good," I murmur, pressing the flat side of the blade against her skin between her breasts. The cold metal causes Red to shiver lightly as she leans into it, seeking some kind of respite from the torturous stimulation. "Because we're just getting started."

I move the blade to her upper thigh, dragging it into her inner thigh. “I want to carve my initials into your perfect skin.”

"No," she moans, the plea sounding more like a whispered whimper than an outright refusal. "Please…Blade."

I press the blade slightly harder against her soft skin, feeling her shiver under its cool kiss. "You don't want that?" I ask, my voice dropping to a teasing purr as I watch her reactions.

"No," she repeats more forcefully this time, her voice quavering. "It's too much."

I contemplate her words, considering them even though she hasn’t said her safe word. Deciding to save it until she’s begging for it, I run the knife threateningly along her inner thigh, watching as goosebumps break out against her flesh in response to the cold steel.

She gasps softly as I abruptly remove the blade and replace it with my fingertips, trailing them lightly over her thigh. She trembles at my touch, arousal seeping from her core despite her fear.

"Let's start by seeing how many times we can make you beg before we let you come," I suggest, leaning forward to capture a hardened nipple between my teeth as I pluck at it mercilessly.

She cries out in a mixture of pleasure and pain as my mouth puts pressure on her sensitive flesh, while the toy hums relentlessly against her. In the doorway, Shadow and Raven stand with towels wrapped around their waists, smirks playing on their lips, their hair still damp.

"Still torturing her?" Raven chuckles, amusement clear in his voice as I return to the stove to plate breakfast for everyone. "Is she our entertainment?"

Shadow laughs along with him, pulling up a chair beside her and reaching for a piece of bacon. We all take seats around her, watching as she tries to squirm away from the toy's vibrations and the intense gazes of her captors. "She's so beautiful when she's on display for us," Shadow remarks, his hand teasing her mouth with a strip of bacon before pulling it back, just out of reach.

I turn up the intensity of the device, causing her to forget any hunger pangs as she writhes against the restraints. "Please! I need…" she screams, unable to finish her sentence before I quickly turn it off.

"Need what?" I taunt, my own laughter mixing with the guys as Red groans in frustration.

Throughout our meal, I continue to play with her using the toy, denying her release each time she comes close. The three of us chat and joke amongst ourselves while she is forced to sit there and suffer through multiple almost-orgasms.

As we finish eating, I stand up and notice a lone tear fall down her cheek. With a chuckle, I lean in front of her and grip her chin. "Aww, kitten… are you ready to tap out?" I ask, my tone laced with both teasing and tenderness.

Her chin quivers as she shakes her head, determined as ever despite the tears. I drag my tongue along her cheek, savoring the saltiness of her tears.

“Good girl.” I reach down between her legs with my other hand, feeling her wetness as I pull the toy away. "Soaking for us, boys," I declare, standing up straight and addressing Shadow and Raven. "I'm going to go shower. Make sure she eats. She's going to need her energy."