Wynonna sat in silence as the eerie quiet played on her ears. When he finally took hold of her shirt collar she ground her teeth together and kept the surprise yelp from exiting her lungs. Quietly she didn't breath a word,  in fact her whole focus was on keeping her breaths regular. The soft tear of fabric was no surprise but the cold air biting at her skin sending shivers up her spine. She felt her bottom lip quiver at the feeling. The blades dull side brushed the skin on her sternum causing her to evade it slightly. Her finger curling around the cold metal on her wrists. She gripped it just as the snap of her bra coming apart let her breasts free. Round c-cups, her nipples instantly hardening, the soft peachy color that would make any man drool over the pure perfection of them.<br/><br/><br/>That silence broke the moment his fingers tangled in her hair yanked. A small yelp of unexpected pain. She felt herself pull against the chains as he spoke to her. His words were a cruel warning. Cloudy eyes did their best to 'look' at him as she gave him a small nod. Her chest having began to move faster in the brief moment he had caught her off guard. Her teeth grinding together as he cut her again, and then again. Holding back cries as her lips shook and her eyes held tears. Her nostrils flaring as she took deep breaths. She tried her best not to cry out, to endure the pain he inflicted. More than that was when his hand found themselves on soft breast. Soft, yet firm flesh that molded to his hand as he played with them.<br/><br/><br/>Again his soft tongue a dangerous muscle as it played against her wounds, relief to the burning. It caused her to turn for his tongue on her tender flesh, to become excited as his breath played on her skin, it was nearly unfair how she felt in that moment. In pain, wishing that he would lick more. A blush found itself on her face at the dirty thoughts. She opened her mouth as skill became her weakness. Panting out heavily as his tongue alone became arousing, the pain still there but what he was giving her, the feeling it was easier to focus on the pleasure. Her fingers wrapped tighter around the chains as she closed her mouth and ground her teeth together but it felt good, and despite herself she liked it. The sting of pain and overwhelming relief that the pleasure brought. Her breath heavy she closed her eyes. If she was going to have to let this happen, she should at least let herself enjoy it.