I'm going to start with my finger. I pull off my leather glove and toss it away, and work my index finger right between your wet lips, right into the hot spot, and into you it goes. I can see the look in your eyes--what, no foreplay? no clit action?--but as my finger slides as deep as it can go, your eyes close and you gasp with deep pleasure. Then two fingers. You don't need foreplay, you don't need lube, sweet thing, you are hungry and I'm going to feed you. Next, I pull a dagger from my pocket. It's not a dagger, it's a letter opener, but you don't know that. I see you gasp and flinch and squirm--you think I'm going to pretend to cut you, run the tip all over your flesh, across your nipples... I see your eyes go wide as I dip it between your legs. Have you figured it out yet? I slide the dull metal into you, using the flat blade like a tongue depressor, to peer into the folds of your flesh. Your vagina convulses as you realize what I'm doing and you strain against your bonds, helpless to stop me. I know if you really want to stop me you'll say the word. But you're too interested now, wondering what I'm going to do next, to stop now...