Awaken

You have seen her in pictorials and in video. Now Sinner Girl Aza is showing why she is a triple threat. Here is our first look into Aza's sexy brain!... Enjoy!

 

 

She woke slowly, her eyelids very reluctantly releasing her from sleep. The room was dark due to the heavy curtains on the window, so there was no way for her to know what time it was. As sleep's grasp left her, she began to notice that her current position was not one she normally slept in. Her arms were stretched well above her head, and her legs spread wide below her. She laughed quietly as she tugged at her right arm, finding it securely fastened to a bedpost, as were her other three extremities, and wondered how long she would have to wait for her lover to appear.

Her question was answered momentarily by the sound of the bedroom door opening and closing and he appeared at the foot of the bed, a grin spreading across his face. Crawling up onto the bed momentarily, he kissed her navel briefly before tracing down her stomach with his tongue. Upon reaching her pussy, he removed his mouth completely from her body, spreading her wider with his fingers. She expected to feel his tongue again, but was shocked to feel air blowing against her exposed skin. He started from the very uppermost of her pussy and blew all the way down, letting out extra force on her clit and opening and then back up. She gasped, clenching her fingers into the palms of her hands; this was a pleasant surprise.

Just as he reached the top he stopped again, climbing back off the bed and out of her sight. He returned to her right, lifting her head with one hand, and placing a blindfold over her eyes with the other. Her tense waiting was released when she felt the metal touch her skin. A tingling pain ran slowly across her abdomen, from below her rib to right above her cunny. She pushed up against the bed, her lower back arching, and she heard him muffle a laugh. She felt his tongue follow the reverse path the toy had just made before he did it again, down the other side of her stomach. He inched his way slowly downward, circling the edge of her pussy. He increased pressure on her inner thigh, and she could feel a little blood trickle down her leg. The feeling was quickly replaced by his tongue lapping up the blood, following it to just below the lips of her slit. As if he couldn't resist she felt his tongue flick along the outside of her lips before disappearing again. 

He let his fingertips trace lightly up and down her arms, stomach, and inner thigh, coming so close and yet remaining just far enough away, so as not to touch her outer labia.  This continued for a long while, and she knew he was letting the tingling sensations coming from all over her body build as he continued to trace gently along her skin. Without warning, she heard something swish through the air and a sharp crack as the whip landed across her breasts. She gasped and her body fought the restraints, and he had barely given her time to recover before she felt it land in between her legs, snapping both thighs and curling around her pussy. Her hips bucked as her back arched up towards the whip. He hit once around her neck, knowing her sensitivity in that area, then began flicking lightly across one arm, then the other before trailing it back down across her neck and in between her breasts. She felt his teeth bite down on one of her nipples, his tongue wrapping around it and sucking it roughly while one of his hands played with the other. The whip returned momentarily once his mouth left her, striking her ribs and abdomen methodically while slowly moving downwards. Then, just as quickly as he had started his game he stopped, leaving her to revel in the stinging that now ran across her body.

Only once the stinging started to fade did he make his next move. She cried out as the slight burning from her skin intensified unexpectedly along her arm. She could smell the sweet, heavy smoke of incense drift up to her and moaned again as she felt it move across her stomach; she wasn't sure if he was actually touching her with the incense or not, and knew he wanted it that way. She gasped at the sudden temperature change when, as soon as the incense had gone, she felt ice tracing her stomach. He placed it right above her pussy, where it would remain to slowly melt downwards. The burning made its way up, across her collarbone and then along her neck to her chin. She resisted turning her head away from the incense, as she felt it come up, across her cheeks to her lips, and then slowly retreat. It was replaced by his lips, moving slowly up her jaw line to her mouth. His kisses felt cool, but she couldn't figure out why until he was tracing another ice cube across her lips with his own. She could feel the first one dripping down across her thighs and outer lips of her pussy. She moaned into his mouth as he forced the ice into hers before biting her lip. Her back arched once again, the sensations running through her body, building torturously.

Then, for untold moments, there was no movement. He seemed to have just disappeared. It wasn't until her low moans stopped that he touched her again. She felt his fingers rub the outside of her cunny, hard, opening her and making his way inside. His tongue slid from the top of her slit to the bottom, flicking inside her briefly. Her fingers clenched as she felt something cold slip inside of her, and she gasped once more as he left it there and began to work on her clit. His teeth caught her clit and he twisted, sending spasms through her body as he did so. He wrapped his tongue around it, and moaned into her. Her back arched as her body was wracked with pleasure. She moaned his name to him as she came, and she felt his tongue take up her fluids.

His mouth moved slowly back up her body to her lips, kissing her. She could feel his cock, hard in between her legs, pressed against her, as he ran it back and forth across her cunny, pressing it against her clit momentarily before ripping into her. She screamed, biting her own lip hard enough to draw blood. She felt his tongue flick across the wound, his lips sucking on hers until the bleeding stopped. She felt his hands on her shoulders, holding her down, unnecessarily, as he slowly moved his cock all the way out of her and then rammed it back in. She cried out again, her arms and legs fighting the restraints, and she heard him laugh as a frustrated whimper escaped her. He repeated his motion, slamming back into her hard enough to pull on her ankle restraints. She knew he loved the sound of her cries, and as he pushed into her again she cried his name, everything in her tone begging to be released.

Without warning, the blindfold was ripped off, and she could see him above her. He leaned down and kissed her again, his arms reaching up above him to release her restraints from the knot he'd tied to the bar above her head. Shoving into her again, he picked her up and sat back, placing her above his cock, as he drove up into her. Her nails dug into his shoulders and back as she rode him hard, and she barely even felt it when the razor sliced across her chest. She looked at him, and saw an identical wound on his chest. He pushed her back down, letting his blood drip down onto hers before pulling her to him, allowing them to slide across each other easily. He bit into her neck, pounding into her while she moaned and screamed beneath him. He could feel himself near orgasm, and from the feel of her pussy tightening around him, he knew she was already there. He buried his face in her skin as he came, moaning right along with her in a climax that seemed to stretch on and on.

She was panting under him; her fingernails still dug into his back as he rested inside her. His lips traced their way down to her blood-covered chest, and then back up to her lips, cheeks, eyelids, anything he could reach. After a moment, she returned his kisses in kind, lingering on his lips as she did so. He slipped down beside her, his fingers still tracing the curves of her skin as he did so. She kissed along his neck and shoulders, whispering sweet nothings to him in between each kiss, both simply resting until the next explosive moment.