Only a few months have passed since I claimed you in that barn. How often have we been in hotels, cheap ones for an hour at lunch, expensive ones for a whole night? I have fucked every orifice in your body, yes, even your ears with my corrupting words, your nose with my smell! But this wears us out, we both need more, dont we? I recognized the signs how your attention to me fades. But my crazy fantasy has all it needs to capture you deeper in my net.

Let me rub your nose in the memories of yesterday evening, shall we? I invited you to the Osteria del Gatto a la Volpe in the Via Guelfa. It is more expensive than good, but frequented by tourists only and nobody recognized us. I was already there, waiting for you, when you entered with that glow I know so well, the glow of a woman that has just had an orgasm, a wicked smile in your eyes. Did you think you will get away with that? We ate something, had some terrible wine for tourists and I told you I have a present for you... an expensive surprise. I was planning this for weeks, but it took me quite some effort to get this. Your curiosity awake you follow me to my car and we end at the barn again. The chair is still in the middle, but this time with the leg rest attached, and you recognize its not an old fashioned barber chair, but an examination chair from a closed doctor's office. Your look is amused, but you dont resists as I help you out of your clothes. Your pantie is last to go, you smile wicked again, but I pretend to not notice the stains and the stench. Instead, I help you in the chair, and once you sit comfortably I rub you panty in your face- Puta! Do you think I dont realize you come to our date freshly fucked? Cagna in calore ... My burst of anger frightens you, but I tie you to the chair despite your protest, your scratching like a cat.

I understand your urges, but I cannot tolerate this- you would despise me if I do, you agreed to that when I explained, remember? My hands ran gently over your body now, and you relaxed again. I kissed you, your sweet mouth, I sucked your kiss, your tongue capable of unspeakable pleasure. A black scarf blindfolding you, my hands all over you, a smell of alcohol, cold metal on your pussy, your questions unanswered...

Kissing you, I play with your tender nipples, stroke your belly, until my finger parts you, caressing that pearl you hide. Oh, you moan, I practized that on you, you have a quite peculiar preference in how you want to be touched there, but I mastered it with some exercise.. A fountain you are becoming, a fountain of liquid and little moans of pleasure, and I keep it like that for a long time, despite you begging me for a quick release. God grants our wishes if he wants to punish us, did you know that? Finally you come in that special, deep Chiara moan I never heard from any other woman- but it turns into one shriek of pain! As I remove the blinfold, grinning wicked at you, you see I pierced you, your right labia.

Its a palladium ring, antiallergic, 4 grams, material alone above 500 euro- not to mention the "love hurts" engraving and the little rubies, red like blood.

Do you love the cynism of these words as much as I do? The fact that you better not have a dick in your pussy for a week unless you risk an infection? What a punishment for your provocation..

We had an argument, I called a cab to bring you home. You missed the best part: I taped it all. The old fox has caught you..

Will I blackmail you? I thought about it. But in the end, it would be boring. Here is the deal: You can terminate our relation any time - just pull out that ring in front of my eyes. I will not contact you again, delete all pictures and never talk about what we had. It would hurt me as much as it would hurt you, be assured..

 Johnblack1967