Risky, part 1
We've talked for quite a bit on tumblr, both of us having dirty blogs. I've figured out some stuff you like, you know what I'm into. There's a certain tension between us, we can both feel it but you have a hard time accepting that you want to get fucked by someone you haven't met yet.
You've slipped up and told me where you'd be this Saturday night. I see you at the bar, having fun with friends. Your friends are leaving one by one, leaving you to go home by yourself. You walk out the bar, not minding your surroundings. I follow you from a distance, watching you be a little tipsy and not walk in a straight line. By chance, you happen to be walking to the parking lot I've parked my car. I fasten my pace, catching up to you. I get my knife out of my pocket and in a dark part, I grab your hand, turn you around and say "Hi". You look startled and before you can let out a sound, one hand covers your mouth while the other puts the knife to your throat. "Yes, it's me. Did you really think you could keep teasing me and not pay the price?"
I can see your mind is racing, not knowing if you should be scared or if you should be turned on. But we've talked about this and I know this is one fantasy you would want to come true. "Don't think of any funny business, I'm going to take you to your place and you are going to be my play toy for the rest of the night. Do you understand?" You nod, so I take my hand off your mouth, but with my knife still on your throat. Suddenly, a couple walks by. To not raise any suspicions, I come closer and kiss you. At first you hesitate, but then you kiss me back. The couple takes a look but they just keep walking. I then nudge you towards my car, knife still in my hand, the other holding your wrist so you can't run. When we arrive at my car, I open the trunk and take out zip ties. I bind your hands together and then put you on the back seat, tying you to the head rest so you can't escape. "What's your address?" You shake your head, not telling me, but I grab your hair, pull your head back and look you deep into your eyes. "If you want, I can strip you naked and tie you to a fence here. But I can't promise you'll be safe. So what's it going to be?" You tell me your address and I drive us there. It only takes five minutes, but I can tell you are imagining all kinds of scenarios.
I cut off your zip ties and drag you out of the car. It looks like you've been crying a bit, your mascara has run just a little bit. We walk up to the door of your place, you search for the key and your hand is shaking as you open the door. You step in first, trying to push me back and then shutting the door, but I'm quicker and stronger. I open the door fully, step inside and grab you by your throat. I close the door before pinning you to the wall and softly choking you. "That's wasn't the best way to go, little girl. Cause now I'm gonna make it hurt."
