The Virgin and The Pornstar - ORIGINAL (18+)

18. Meeting the Sadist

Now this is almost exactly how I picture Alexio's upper body!! And the tattoos hjkgvhjgfhgf not exactly but so on point!! I know this guy has a nipple piercing but before you ask, no, Alexio has no piercings lol

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HISTORIA

I'm going to lose it, I'm going to lose my damn mind. This surprise is too much. Hot? Yes. Crazy? Also yes.

Alexio tied both of my wrists to my bed while I was asleep and the gag explains why I felt like I was drowning in my nightmare.

He sauntered around my bed, holding his hands behind his back and all I can do is watch and wait for his next move while he inspects my reactions. He stopped at the end of my bed, unmoving and steely.

Alexio just deadpan stared at me but an expression flashed on his face, I couldn't catch it on time, but I know it was a smirk, threatening and sinister. He cocked his head to the side and I know, I just know he's picturing me begging and convulsing with fear and pleasure.

Alexio smiled and I can feel the goosebumps rising on my body, "I'm going to make a mess out of you, Historia."

Before I could respond, I gasp as he pounced on my bed and straddled my hips. My eyes bugged out as he pulled out a switchblade. So it was the knife play all along?

Alexio played with the blade as his devilish eyes scrutinized over my shaking body, "Time to play with Daddy, Princess, let's see, should I cut up your cute pink panties or that tank top of yours?"

Panties, you better cut the panties!

He dragged the knife down my cheek and I shivered at the cold steel, "Do you trust me, Princess?"

I gulpped, trust is such a strong word, don't ya think? I slowly nodded and he frowned, "You're not afraid?"

Does he want me to be? I mean, you're holding a blade while I lay here defenseless so I'm pretty afraid! But since this is you, my fear makes me wet with anticipation, so I'm kinda conflicted.

"You should be afraid," he chuckled darkly, dragging the pointy part of the knife between my breasts. I sucked in a breath as he cuts down the fabric, revealing my naked chest and pointing the blade at my breast, "I could carve my name on your tits, or should I do it on your collarbone?"

He wouldn't. I glowered at him, calling out his bluff and he laughed again, "Sweetheart, your trust in me is impeccable."

If I were able to speak I would've told him he's lucky for having my trust. If this were Giovonni, I'd be thrashing and screaming to break free. Alexio continued to drag the point of the blade across my skin, around my breasts, my nipples, on my belly, and on my cheeks.

Alexio cut my panties to pieces and dragged the knife below my navel. How the heck am I dripping wet from this? He threw away my now unrecognizable panties and cupped my pussy. I moan around the gag.

"You're soaked, you really do like this shit, huh?"

I rocked my hips to feel the friction of his large hand but he pulled it away, leaving me babbling around the gag with rage. Fuck him! He's taking this way too slow!

As if he read my mind, he sucked in sharp breath and shook his head, "The only thing my hands will do to you is spank that cute soft ass of yours."

My brows drew together, "Hm?!"

What the heck does he mean by that?! He pushed my legs together and brought my knees to my chest, holding the back of my knees to keep me from moving my legs. The audacity!