Daggers, Swords and sharp objects

[M_P]

I got the idea for this thread as i was looking through the forum and found no threads on this subject. I know that this subect is extreamly personal area so this is only open to those who "want" to express their feelings on the subject.
i would like to know how many people out their like knvies swords and daggers of all shapes and sizes. weather some like the looks or the feel of the cold steel or the actal cutting and blood involved.
I also invite users to add there fav pics of knives, swords and daggers for the enjoyment of the other users to this thread.
thank you.
M_P

 

[James G 5]

I got the idea for this thread as i was looking through the forum and found no threads on this subject. I know that this subect is extreamly personal area so this is only open to those who "want" to express their feelings on the subject.
i would like to know how many people out their like knvies swords and daggers of all shapes and sizes. weather some like the looks or the feel of the cold steel or the actal cutting and blood involved.
I also invite users to add there fav pics of knives, swords and daggers for the enjoyment of the other users to this thread.
thank you.
M_P

Man, you must be missing the several threads where I've discussed knife play, including the one scene description that got me called a lot of bad names AND the thread where I posted pics of all my knives LOL

 

[sigsauerprinces]

i love knives and knife play. just last night my bf was playing with one of his knives and i asked him to cut an old shirt i was wearing. he grabbed it roughly and held it out and stuck the knife thru the material..rip...the blade coming so close to my breasts...my heart was pounding but i loved it after that we uh..you know i LOVE the feeling of cold steel on my skin, be it handcuffs, a knife, or a pistol. there is nothing like it.

we havent gotten into cutting but its something im open to, since i like pain as well.

 

[Netzach]

I hope you guys play with replica pistols.

(N. Who does believe the gun lover's adage not to point at that which you don't intend to destroy...)

 

[sigsauerprinces]

sorry its so big

http://www.planetfortress.com/tf2models/previews/armed%20forces/knife-1.jpg

 

[sigsauerprinces]

http://www.a-work-of-art.sitehosting.net/art's%20work/dagger.JPG

 

[NemoAlia]

sorry its so big

I have never, ever, in all my time at literotica, seen this caption for a picture!

 

[sigsauerprinces]

I have never, ever, in all my time at literotica, seen this caption for a picture!

and i have never had that said to me in bed, much to my dismay

 

[watergirl]

ooo

Pretty shiny sharp things. I'm not currently playing with anyone who has a desire to play with knives with me, and I think that's just as well. I'd consider it with the right person. I like seeing other people's pictures of things, tho. Please do share!

 

[sigsauerprinces]

for my own pleasure since i dont know if anyone else likes guns here

http://www.counter-strike.de/history/images_weapons/weapons-hg-p228_1.jpg

 

[bunny bondage]

here's a story i found. maybe it was on this site, maybe not. i honestly don't remember. but anyway, it's all about sharp objects, so i figured it appropriate to post here. enjoi. ^_^

Secret Pet

The stone basement was small and lit only by a single bulb and chain hanging from the ceiling. There was a chest level perch against the eastern wall, large enough for a grown woman to lie full length on, also made of stone, a few cushions tossed in another corner, and mounted along the entire north wall my collection. I walked in quietly, my boots making light scuffing noises on the stone floor, to run my fingers across the nearest of my prizes on the wall; a cutlass, of unknown origin, given to me by my great uncle. It was in good condition. The man had loved his blades and taken exquisite care of them. Mounted above it was a shining bayonet that dated back to WW1 which I had purchased at an auction in Mississippi two years prior. And next to the bayonet my favorite of all the swords, a di katana in prime condition. The man who'd left it to me had been the only man to wield it, and I had been shocked when he told me it was to be used only for my "games". And what games they were...

I left the assorted array of swords, knives and daggers, strolling over to where my pet lay asleep on her perch. I could see the fresh welts on her wrists from the night before and smiled. She was nude, and I traced a finger down the length of her spine, running lightly over new bruises and scrapes from contact with the rough stone floor. She shivered and rolled from her side to her back, large blue eyes appearing amidst a tangle of coal black hair. The pet did not return my smile, only looked at me, perplexed. It was late morning, she knew. By this time during the day the wife and I were usually heading out the door together, off to work.

"I told them I was sick, my pet." I murmured into her ear. "We have an entire day to ourselves..."

She shuddered and shrank away from me. I reached above her and pulled the chain leash from the wall, clipping it to her collar before she could protest. Not that I would have minded her protests; she had not said a word since the day I had brought her here. I marveled for the hundredth time at the way she moved, this succulent little teenage beast, as she stretched one long, tender leg down from the perch and slid off onto all fours when I tugged at her chain. She was a nubile little thing, slender of waist, with large breasts and round hips. They sure didn't make sixteen-year-olds like her when I was a kid, that was for damn sure. But this little dream was mine now, whether she wished it or not.

I led her to the center of the room and told her to sit. She did so obediently, sitting on her haunches as I had taught her, with both palms flat on the floor. My cock was growing hard inside my tight jeans at her innocent show. Pet's arms shoved her tits together in this position and her shaved slit pouted open. For some reason no matter how many times I took this creature or how many ways I never grew bored with her. The wife had lost my interest shortly after our honeymoon, but had somehow talked me into sticking around. We had two kids now, one nine and one seven and I had turned to my pets full time. This one I had found on her way home from school in late May of last year. Mesmerizing the way she had swayed her little ass as she walked, and smiled at me as I drove past. So innocent. So naive. And now I possessed her. She bowed her head, avoiding my gaze, until I placed a finger under her chin and tilted her face upward. "Look at me, Pet," I ordered.

She obeyed, bringing her steel blue eyes up to meet mine. I sucked in a breath at the sight of those eyes. Why did she affect me so? It angered me. I struck her hard across the cheek, watching her wince and fight back a shout. No matter what I did, how I humiliated her, she had never cried out. Not even the first time. It frustrated me that I could not break her. That she still had such an intense affect on me. As if she held the power and not I. She could make me sick with wanting without so much as lifting a finger. Pet brought her face back around to face front, unfazed by my blow. This was the pet I knew. She'd gone into her usual defense mode. I suppose that's why I kept her so long. She intoxicated me. She posed a challenge that I could not back down from. I had to break her. Get through those walls she had up against me.

I began to run my fingers along her throat, caressing the lightly fluttering pulse there. She watched me like an animal, disinterested as I ran my hands over her shoulders and down over her tits. All the while I talked to her. "You like this pet? Do you like having your master touch you? Come on sweetling... tell me..."

I looked up into those blue, blue eyes, my breath coming faster. I rolled her nipples between thumb and forefinger, pinching until she flinched. "That hurt didn't it little one?" I bent close and breathed in her ear. "I can make it hurt a lot worse... Do you want me to hurt you?"

As always she ignored me. No. This time it was going to be different. This time she was going to know what it was she had been putting me through; all the pain and all the frustration. I tugged the chain taught so she could not pull her head away and covered her mouth with mine, driving my tongue between her lips and probing the roof of her mouth, the area beneath her tongue, the insides of her cheeks. My cock was rock hard now, making the crotch of my jeans painfully tight. I let my hands roam down over her nipples, pulling at them until I could stand it no longer and bent my head to suck on them; so hard and taut.

"Unbutton Master's pants pet", I ordered breathlessly, letting her nipple slip from my mouth with a wet popping sound. "'I have something for you."

She did as she was bid, my sweet little slave, pulling out my raging member.

"Now stroke it pet... stroke it like I taught you... oooh, yeah... that's nice... harder..." We were kneeling, facing each other. Now I stood and brought her head level with my cock. "Suck it," I ordered harshly. She hesitated and I yanked on the leash. "You will do as I say... when I say." I shortened the leash little by little, drawing her face within inches of my throbbing member. "Be a good pet and suck your master's prick. Her hands were cool as she took it at the base and aimed it towards her mouth. "Yes my little bitch. Suck it... ooohh... good girl." Her warm lips enveloped me and her tongue flicked at the tip. I moaned. "Such a good little cocksucker, baby... harder... yeah... lick all around the head... good girl... that's my pet..."

She was moving faster now, swallowing me to the root and licking all the way back up to the head. I grabbed her hair and began to thrust slowly in and out of her mouth, savoring the feelings. "I'm going to make you scream today my pet... uungh... oh you're driving me fucking crazy... oh yeahhh... do you want me to make you scream?"

Her look of sudden fright was sickeningly satisfying. I'd never said anything like that to her before. "And you're going to like it. Understand?" She let go of my cock and nodded. I proceeded to strip there in front of her, shedding every article of clothing and tossing it to the floor. "Get up on your perch."

Now I had her thoroughly confused but she obeyed as usual, climbing back up on her perch unassisted. She lay down full length upon it at my instruction, and I snatched up her chain leash, knotting it quickly about the base of the perch. There she was, my beloved, sumptuous pet, at my mercy once again. I positioned myself between her legs, my face bare inches from her slit. She was silent but taut as I leaned in and took one long loving taste of her tangy salt. I gripped her thighs and buried my nose and mouth in her wicked sweetness. My tongue found her hard little clit and I worked it. I moaned hard against her skin and she squirmed, but there was no way she could escape me. Yet still she would not give in to her pleasure. Would not give in to me. I was working her into a silent frenzy... then as quickly as I had begun I stopped and pulled back. Her hips jerked involuntarily. "You liked that sweetling?"

I slapped her thigh hard in appraisal, much as one might slap a horse's rump to send it out to pasture. A red mark appeared slowly. She watched as I turned and walked slowly to the wall of weapons. I decided then that I would not tie her hands as I had all the other times. This time she would lie there on her back, and feel what I had always made her endure gagged and tied. I took a dagger from the left side of the wall; it was a thick, brutal looking thing I had purchased on a trip the wife and I had taken to Europe in our college days. Sort of medieval looking. One of those novelty pieces that are made to please the eye instead of the sensibilities. I was young and only beginning my collection. How naive I had been. I saw the barest glint of fear in those steel blue eyes I loved so well.

"Do you think I will harm you?" The glint was gone immediately, replaced by hard resolve. I stood between her legs again, reveling in the fact that she had no idea what I was about to do. It sent an unbelievable rush through me. My fingertips itched to touch the tender, sweet flesh that was only inches from them but I stood motionless, grinning at her, savoring the moment. I reached for her pussy and delved in to find her clit. Placing thumb and forefinger on either side of the nub I rubbed. Her back arched but still she stared at me. She expected me to lash out at any moment. Strike her. Beat her. But somehow I could not do it. Not after coming this far. I knew that look in her eye. I had seen it in all the others. FEAR. She feared what I was doing to her... and suddenly I realized why... Pet was enjoying it. My voice was thick with desire as I watched the changes in her expression. "You like that baby girl? You like having me touch you like this?"

She pressed her hands to her thighs and moaned into her shoulder. "Moan... moan my little one... Oooh, you like that don't you? " I said, diving down with my head to taste the secretions from her hot, tight little hole. Then I moved the dagger into place over her raw, red clit. When the cold steel touched heated flesh she cried out and I laughed. I had won. "Mmmm, yeahh baby girl... you taste so good..." I rubbed the blade against her clit harder, her heady, shrill, gasping groans driving me on. I thrust my tongue into her, licking and suckling until she was writhing and gripping the sides of my head. Then I climbed up onto the perch with her, positioning my rock hard cock over her face. "Suck me pet. Suck your master's cock..." Her tiny hands grasped my hips in earnest and I felt her lips grip my dick. I grunted at the contact, then thrust downward, making her swallow my entire length. She did so easily. Licking. Suckling. Swallowing me until my tip slammed into the back of her throat, and still she came back for more. I went at her cunt viciously as I pumped her face, causing her to squeal about my member and spurring me to new heights. I dug my fingers into her soft thighs, driving the dagger up and down her clit. Her hips bucked in time with my hand and tongue until she was screaming beneath me. We held each other as my own need peaked and together we cried out our release.

Pet was mine. She had succumbed to me...

 

[M_P]

hello everyone, thanks for all of ur posts and pictures so far they are all great KEEP EM COMN. Here is a pic of one of my fav daggers i hope you all like it as much as i do.
Thanks,
M_P

 

[sigsauerprinces]

i didntreally get into that story til the very end when hes rubbing the dull blade on her clit..then i got :very: into the story... hotness. i'd be in heaven if someone did that to me (the knife blade on the pussy part).

 

[bunny bondage]

i've posted pictures of this before, but it IS my very favourite toy and i do so love to display it!

 

[MystiqDrgn]

Re: Re: Daggers, Swords and sharp objects

Man, you must be missing the several threads where I've discussed knife play, including the one scene description that got me called a lot of bad names AND the thread where I posted pics of all my knives LOL

Now why did I expect you'd be here posting away? hmmm? Is that your blade or are you just happy to see me?


I love knives....blades, instruments of the best kind. Now to read the rest of the thread and add something constructive.

~myst~