BLOOD FOR BLOOD - Episode 23

 **********Episode 23*********

As I kept staring at her, she would look at me and flash her broad smile once more which gave me cold tingles down my spine, was this really happening, I thought to myself.

I was waiting patiently as pains from my wounds coarsed through my body as she attended to them. When she was done with cleaning my open wounds and dressing them, she turned her attention to my damaged stitches, she told me she would have to tie me up because she did not have any anaesthesia to alleviate the pain. I was wondering why she couldn’t just do it like that but I agreed partly because this girls beauty was intoxicating me and also because of the fact that she knew what she was doing cos I had watched her sterilise the needle and how neat her implements were….I wasn’t going to question her anyway….

I was still mesmerised when she walked to a large wardrobe and came back with two black ties and before I could say anything, she had started fastening my hands to the bedposts with a naughty smirk on her face…..I have to admit, it was kind of e----c and I was enjoying it.

Her boobs jiggled as she tightened my hands to the bedpost, my hormones were raging now…..After three excruciating minutes, she was done with the stitches and it hurt like hell….I was beginning to understand why she had tied me up…..

As she finished the stitching, by now I only wore my boxers cause she had removed my stolen over-all earlier……she stood erect and to my surprise pulled off her top to reveal two succulent boobs straining to escape the grasp of her bra, my d--k sprung to life as her bum short followed suit, she was now in her bra and g-string…..my d--k was straining against my boxers as she held and squeezed her boobs together seductively while she stuck a finger in her mouth…..she walked towards the bed in the most e----c movement I had ever seen……Placing her hands on the clasp of my boxers, she released my fully erect rod that was now begging for attention…..I longed for free hands to tear dat d--n bra and pant away and f--k her hard but I was tied up…….

I jerked as I felt her soft lips on my d--k…….As I was about to ask her to continue, She withdrew……”oh God baby” don’t punish me” I said as I glanced at my now painful erection but she had other plans……

Walking towards the door,she wore her bumshort and when she got to the door, she made two gentle taps and said to whoever was on the other side, ”he’s ready”…the door clicked open as she stepped back almost immediately allowing a guy to enter the room……there was a big problem……In his hands, he carried a sharp knife….