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She walked into the room like a sleek black cat. Her victim was tied up and slowly regaining consciousness. Fully blindfolded, he also had a hankercheif wrapped around his mouth, securing a balled up sock to prevent him from making too much noise. She looked over his body, typical white boy, not an exceptionally large cock, but good enough for her intentions. He was also uncircumsized, which was something new for her, no doubt an entirely new flavour for her to explore. She got down on her knees to take a closer peek. Bringing her hand up, she lightly raked his scrotum with her long sharp fingernails. He moaned slightly. She then took her fingernail and began to scratch at his loose foreskin. His penis slowly began to rise as he began to shiver. "You look tasty" she exclaimed in a delighted, yet seductive voice. She pulled back his skin, exposing a large round cockhead, and from a box located at her knees, she pulled out a small switchblade.
Holding his cock firmly with one hand, she rubbed the tip of the blade lightly up and down the lips of his urethra, not enough to cut him, but enough to overstimulate the nerve endings to the point of extreme pleasure/pain. He began to squirm and gurgle though the sock in his mouth. "Do you like that?" she cooed. He shook his head no, trying desperately to move away. "I sure do!" She said happily. She put down the knife, and reached back into the box, grabbing several sheets of paper. "Here comes the fun part." She said. She swifty rubbed the edge of one of the sheets against the tip of his cock, once, twice, and the third time managed to inflict a deep paper-cut that criss-crossed his piss-hole. He cried into his sock, beads of sweat forming on his head as the extreme pain took hold of him. She squeezed his glans between her fingers, the cut reddened with blood and made his piss-slit look more like a "+". She then proceeded to go through sheet after sheet of paper, making several cuts all over his cockhead as he madly swung his head from side to side. His penis had finally gone completely limp, which was not to her liking. She took the soft cock in her mouth, gently sucking his foreskin over the cuts and playfully nipping him while soothing his pain and slowly bringing him back to an erection. She ran her mouth up and down his shaft while again lightly scratching his balls until he was once again rock-solid, the cuts still dotted with droplets of blood. "Tonight I'm making sausages," she said, "but I like my meat nicely salted." Again reaching the the box while lathering his penis with saliva, she pulled out a box of salt. Withdrawing from his cock, she spit on her fingers and dipped them in the salt. She then applied copious amounts of salt on his wet foreskin just behind his glans. With one hard stroke, she pulled up his skin until it completely enveloped the tip of his cock. He began to buck wildly from the intense burning, screaming quite audibly. Producing a needle and thread, she poked the needle throught the tip of the loose skin and proceeded to sew it shut, creating something that really did look quite like a sausage. "Mmm, I think it's time for my dinner." She went into the kitchen while he remained tied and whimpering, and came back with a hot-dog bun and some ketchup. "Let's not loose our hard on now," she said, taking his penis back into her mouth. She pulled a small dildo from out of her box and lubed it up with some gel, then inserted it into his anus, pressing it firmly against his prostate. His penis shot to its full length as she wiggled the dildo inside him and sucked and licked his sore cock. This technique sent waves of pleasure through his body, yet it also caused great discomfort, as his urethra was blocked and becoming more and more sensitive to its blockage. His testicles drew in and he felt an orgasm upon him that he just could not have. She knew it was time. Quickly wrapping his cock in the large bun, she squirted kutchup up the length of his cock, leaving the dildo hanging out his ass. His hips were girating, but he knew what was going to happen. As soon as he felt her warm breath on his cock, he drew his hips back as far as he could. She sunk her teeth into the bun, but missed his penis, only managing to grab onto the thread, ripping it out of his foreskin. His skin drew back, and instictively he thrust forward as his cockhead emerged and a massive powerful stream of ejaculate shot through her hair. This was not her plan, and she was somewhat annoyed. Dropping the bun and grabbing the erupting penis, she immediately sunk her teeth into his cockhead, squeezing as hard as she could until her mouth filled with blood and fully half of his glans was ripped away. Again his screams were a little too loud for her liking, but there was nothing she could do about that, so might as well enjoy it. She jerked his cock as she took her next bite, severing the glans completely, and began tearing, ripping and eating her way down to the root. By the time she made it to the end, he was unconscious. She reached down her naked black and blood-soaked body, and rubbed at her clit until she came violently in spurts all over the floor. When it was done, she admired the man she had just killed, smiling an evil smile at her handiwork. She would definately have to do this again.
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