The dangerous teasing

She has me
She has me tied
She has my hands and feet pulled apart
I am a star shape against the bed
I see her walk towards me
A woman twice my age with tight clothes
Rounded hips and kitten heeled boots
She smiles, her bright red lipstick slits her face
Her jet black hair waves over her shoulders
She is holding a long kitchen knife
Playing with it between her thumb and finger
I feel scared but excited
What is she going to do with the blade?
Is it torture? Pleasure? Pain?
She bends over me and I see her large bosom
Encased in her tight dress
She lowers the long shiny steel blade
And runs it over my bare foot...
Up my ankle and over my jeans
Leaning down further I can smell her expensive perfume
She gently grabs my t-shirt
And touches the knife to the fabric
It opens and cuts easily
The knife is very sharp and I feel my heart race
She make short work of my shirt
Dropping it's remnants on the floor
She smiles again and looks down at my jeans
One hand pulling the waistband out and sliding the blade slowly down their front
I can feel the tip of the blade touching my underwear
She doesn't press but removes the blade
She starts to cut the denim from my legs
From ankle to thigh she slices carefully
So as not to mark my flesh
I am very excited and my underwear is tight
She can see my bulging jeans
And gently cuts the front away
Revealing the shiny white latex
The pouch holding my sex is tightly stretched
She seems to like the look
And places the knife down beside my hip
She grabs the latex at each hip
And pulls it up around my waist
I feel a dull ache in my balls as they are pushed up
Against my body, the latex is not forgiving
I feel her long fingernails cup me
And feel the weight of my balls
She runs her finger along my length
From shaft to hip
She picks up the blade and softly runs it over my balls
I can feel it through the latex
I am throbbing hard
Suddenly I am released
The latex has been sliced away
And I am engorged
Throbbing against my tummy
She places the blade against my shaft and smiles
'8 inches meets 8 inches'
I love her touch
I look down and see her hold my cock
And I can feel the clod blade on my balls
A sharp point pressing against my skin, harder and harder
It's only a matter of time before I bleed for her