The Plan Ch. 07

Another angry growl escaped his lips as he felt the blood running down his face. He grabbed hold of her white cover up and ripped open the buttons to reveal the tan skin and powder blue bikini beneath it. It had been a flimsy little impediment anyway and the buttons popped open with little resistance, but its presence enraged him. The cover up made it seem that she was teasing him, lying there barely covered yet not exposed. Through it she seemed to play peek-a-boo with her body and drove him wild with anticipation. He growled again as her bronzed skin tantalized him and he rubbed his hands on her torso possessively. She squirmed under his rough touch, but he didn't stop. Instead, he grabbed her and pinned her in place, just to show her he could do it and continued to admire her soft, warm skin. While she whimpered in fear, he bent down and kissed her just above the navel. That and the drops of blood from his face that splashed warmly on her stomach caused her stomach muscles to flutter visibly. He smirked and then he noticed the cover up was still on her body. The sleeves were still in place. That had to be remedied.

Grabbing up the knife again he slid it into position with the sharp edge pointed up along her left arm. The cotton gave a satisfying rip as he slowly pushed the knife down towards her wrist, cutting the fabric in two as he went. Once the left sleeve was fully cut, he cut the right sleeve in the same manner and then savagely yanked the cover up from her body. She whimpered the whole time he worked with the knife to cut the sleeves, but that was all part of the plan. He discarded the cover up and the knife into a corner of the room.

The bra came off next. That he simply yanked off as the strings easily gave way and the rest tore along a seam. She had protested by repeating "No no no," behind the gag, but again that was part of the plan so he didn't pay attention. Now her breasts were exposed and he could not help but rub them with his hands.

He started off gently, almost tenderly, enjoying the soft warmth of them and how pliable they were under his fingers. His touch was initially a gentle caress, but she didn't respond. Instead, she turned her head to the side and clenched her eyes shut. Again, the Beast surged forward as he felt the insult of being ignored. He snarled, slapped both of her soft breasts leaving angry red spots on her tits where his fingers struck her and finished with a wicked pinch of her right nipple between his thumb and forefinger. That brought the sobs of fear and pain and she opened her eyes and looked at him wildly. More tears flowed out of her eyes, so he chuckled and bent down to lick the tears from her face while giving her right tit another vicious pinch. She managed a distinct "OW!" with regards to this treatment and she took a sharp intake of air through her nose after he released the pinch. His face left a bloody smear on her cheek where he had licked up her tears.

Still sobbing her eyes were fixed on his, full of pleading and fear. Those melted chocolate eyes enchanted him. The fear and vulnerability he saw was truly exquisite and disarming. He literally forgot what he was doing for a split second until he heard her muffled "please!" He shook his head to break the spell. She had tried to overpower his will with her softness and vulnerability, but he wouldn't let that happen. He would stick to the plan. She shook her head without breaking eye contact.

His response was to sit down on the edge of the cot and take off his shoes.

"Nooooooo!" she squealed into the gag. Then she urgently spurted other words into the gag, but they weren't clear. He turned to her and gently put his finger over the gag where her lips would have been as if he were "shushing" her.

"There there," he soothed as he began to tenderly run the fingers of his other hand through her hair brushing her bangs back from her forehead.

Again, her eyes closed and tears made little crystal smudges in the smear of his blood on her cheek.

"Look at me," he cooed. Then he spoke a little harsher. "Look ... at ... me."

She opened her eyes.

"It's part of the plan. Understand?"

She just looked at him.

"I said ... do you ... understand?" he hissed.

Finally, she gave a single little nod and he mockingly caressed her face and hair.

"We can't do anything else."