Her head didn't impact like she wanted it to, but the blade certainly did. She felt as he nuzzled against her neck and he didn't even act as if the blade hurt him. His anger was the only result to her assault. She let out a startled cry as he shoved her backwards so that her back slammed against the table and her head bounced against the edge, sending a strike of pain through it.<br/><br/>She grimaced with pain and watched as he pulled the blade from his thigh and with a quickness, he was towering over her, binding her wrists to the wall, stretching her arms above her head. She let out a long low growl as he flipped her over effortlessly, twisting her wrists to a painful point.<br/><br/>She bit back a cry of pain and felt as he pushed up her skirt and yanked down her underwear. She couldn't see much from this view point and the thick darkness of her hair was scattered around her face, obscuring any further view, but suddenly, she could feel the hardness of his length against her bare flesh and her heart quickened in her chest.<br/><br/>His hands slid over the smooth stretch of her rear before his fingers found the warmth of her folds and she squirmed underneath him, her breath sharpening as anger and dread pounded in her temples. This could not be happening. She shut her eyes tightly as she felt his fingers work over her clit, her body betraying her as her mind screamed in desperation.<br/><br/>She felt as his dick slid between her legs, rubbing across her lower lips as if teasing her with what was to come. She shuddered, causing her body to tremble as his hands slid to her hips, then underneath her corset to find the soft flesh of her mounds. She let out a growl as she felt his fangs pierce the flesh of her back, sending her blood to pool to the surface readily for his awaiting mouth.<br/><br/>She jerked underneath him, her body squirming underneath his own as she tried to yank at her binds. She still had one more blade on her other forearm. She outstretched her fingers, trying to get a grip on the hilt. It took a minute, but she finally gripped it and worked on the blade until she could position it against the ropes around her wrists.<br/><br/>She winced as the blade pricked at her wrist for a moment until she righted it again and went back to work on the ropes. She could feel it loosen a little and she yanked at it hard, crying out in pain. But it worked and her wrists snapped free. "Get the fuck off me, you cock sucking son of a bitch...." She growled and she didn't waste time as she tried to throw her weight against him to unsteady him, at the same time trying to drive her elbow towards his temple.