The blood seeped lower into your chest, and his hungry tounge followed. His hand slipped under the garment, and gave you a strong squeeze, you let out a groan from the feeling of his hands and tounge, it didn’t last long however, he rose his head, his eye lidded, with more goop.
“WHY DON’T WE GET THE REAL SHOW STARTED DARLING?” He said. His hand grabbed the rope restraining your legs and simply ripped it off, carelessly tossing it away, before doing the same with your pants. Even though you still had your underwear, you felt naked.