Michael had also noticed her breathing rate, not wanting her to hyperventilate he told her, “Calm down, this will not be over fast but if you cooperate you will enjoy yourself. If you pass out, I’ll still have your sweet body.” Silk knew instantly what he meant and tried hard to calm her breathing. Once before during play she hyperventilated and passed out; a combination of excitement and fear had caused her to breath heavy. Later when she came too Michael explained what happened and they had worked together to not let it happen again. When Michael felt her breathing and heart rate slow down he continued, “Reach back with your hand and feel what your hot little body is doing to me,” he told her and as she did he added, “Don’t get any ideas about squeezing thought, I promise you won’t like me if you do.” Silk did as he asked and reached back to cup his cock in her hand. She found him raging hard, so hard she could feel his heartbeat. She smiled to herself but said nothing. “You like that don’t you slut?” Michael asked her, when she didn’t respond he grabbed the knife at his back and put it in from of her face knowing the light from japanese the window would allow her to see it now that her eyes were adjusted to the darkness. He felt her swallow hard before voyeur she responded. When he spoke she didn’t realized he wanted an answer so when he flashed the knife at her she almost jumped out of her skin to answer, “Yes, yes I like it,” then added after a second or two of silence, “Please don’t hurt me.” Michael laughed softly and said, “Just remember who’s in charge here and no one gets hurt.” Taking her hand that was behind her back still, he pinned it in such a manner that caused her to thrust her chest out. This also caused her t-shirt to rise up and expose her belly. Michael ran the knife dull side across the exposed skin. When he felt her flinch he laughed again but put the knife away behind his back for a moment. Next he pulled her back to the bed where he’d left the handcuffs masturbation he’d brought over for this evenings fun. Normally he didn’t use real cuffs because they hurt the wrists but tonight’s plan called for them. As he grabbed for the cuffs, he got a surprise. When Michael used the knife on her, she felt a bit more fear, then he pulled her back she thought to herself trying to run might make things more interesting so she waited and the moment presented itself beautifully. When she felt him reach from something on the bed, she bolted. She didn’t get very far though as he caught her before she reached the door and pinned her against to the wall. Michael didn’t expect her to run on him but he caught her quickly. Little vixen, he thought to himself. She knew how to play this game well. He let this new turn of events play right into the fun and grabbed her arm hard, twisting it a bit he told her, “Now now, just for that I’m going to have to be rough.” He then slapped the cuff on her wrist and pushed it down tight. “Are you going to make nice and give me the other hand or do I get rough?” He told her with menace in his voice. Silk could only nod yes this time and give him her hand. She felt the cold steel close around her wrist then wondered what he was doing as he seem to be fussing with the cuffs. She didn’t know he was locking them so they wouldn’t go too tight and cut into her skin. Michael pinned the cuffs so they wouldn’t go any tighter. He wanted her to feel trapped but he didn’t want to mark her skin which he knew could happen with these types of cuffs. When he was done he pulled his knife out again and pressed it dull side to her throat and pulled back on her arms, “Come over to the bed. While taking you pressed like that against the wall holds merit I think asian the bed would allow for much more fun,” He growled in her ear. Once next to the bed he slid the knife down her chest to the collar of her shirt. Twisting the knife so that it was sharp side out, he quickly cut the fabric. As he did this he heard public her gasp so to calm her he said, “Just do as you’re told and only your clothing gets cut.” He then put the knife behind his back once more and then used both hands to rip her shirt the rest of the way open. When that was done he grabbed a handful of her breasts and squeezed, “Hmmm so firm.” He then groped them for a few moments while giving her time to calm her breathing once more. Silk was unsure how to proceed but decided to just follow Michael’s lead. When he cut and ripped her shirt open her heart rate picked up again causing her breathing to do so also. He hated it here. All the food will be made by the chefs, including the wedding cake. 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