Black Widow Hot Toys Zipper Down の小説・ストーリー

The woman pulled the laces tight. I made a sound I didn't mean to make. Like all the air got pushed out of me at once. There was no silk against my skin this time. It was body armor. Heavy and stiff and so tight around my ribs that every breath I took had to be small and careful. The kind of tight that reminded you it was there every single second. The dress on top of it was dark red velvet. Heavy. It touched the floor all the way around. That was the point... it covered the gun strapped to my right thigh completely.

Her fingers trembled as they brushed the choker again. I fastened it around her neck with slow, deliberate movements. It fit perfectly — elegant, discreet, and deadly. The thin band of leather sat snug against her throat, the silver engraving **Grey’s Velvet** catching the low light. One wrong move, one attempt to run too far from the designated safe zone, and it would deliver a controlled but painful electric shock — enough to remind her who she belonged to without causing permanent harm.

"I had read that one, should have seen it coming." "I would offer you a cigarette but you are already smoking hot." He winked, smirking at me. "Okay, I knew that one." I said, still laughing. "What has 142 teeth and holds back the Incredible Hulk?" I paused thinking for an answer but nothing came to my mind. "Um, I don't know?" He grinned proudly. "My zipper." At this I couldn't even control myself I hunched on my knees laughing crazily. "That was a good one." I wheezed out between my non stopping laughter.

Now I am looking at the Capo Matteo, the one they call ‘Il Diavolo’ (The Devil), not the fun-loving Matt of 5 seconds ago. “Secondly, you agreed, I didn’t force you, that was our deal, remember? You want out? Tell YOUR family the fucking truth, but punch me again, and I will force you out to use your ‘other’ assets to my advantage, black widow. Don’t forget my generosity and affection have their limits.” He threatens, but I just laugh in his face.

Zaden exclaimed frustrated. She turned around, crawled to him before dipping her head down to kiss his crotch, over his sweatpants. Her butt formed a heart shape right in front of Zaden, instantly turning him on. She looked up with a slutty eyes and devilish smirk “Our sex toy” she straightened up, pushing him back. It's her turn now. Obviously, she is much more open to sex than her other part is.

​"I didn't send him," Bettoni stated coldly as she stared at the dead body. ​Zachery tilted his dark head at her. His eyes burned with suspicion. He stepped directly over the bleeding corpse and walked toward her. His combat boots left dark red footprints on the expensive mahogany carpet. ​"The blade is dripping with Widow's Kiss," Zachery growled deeply, vibrating through the quiet office. "Only the Williams merchants brew that specific toxin. Are you expecting me to believe this is a coincidence, Commandress?"

ADA LUBE After rotating the iron tap valves to clear the ice grime from my pelt, my fingers retrieve Hayden’s ranking day token from the velvet storage case to run a detailed inspection. The asset is a high-tier, voice-integrated synthetic robot predator, engineered to look like an ice tiger because my tracking logs show Hayden maintains a supreme affinity for big cats. That specific variable drove my choice on the digital market.

Then a sound—a shift of fabric, a slight intake of breath. Her lips curl. “A toy,” she adds, voice like velvet dragged across skin. “I used it last night. Thought of your hands. Your mouth. Thought of you watching me push it in, pretending it was you.” Another pause. The silence this time is charged. Almost unbearable. Then— A zipper. Soft. Metallic. Intentional. She bites her bottom lip, smearing the lipstick further. She knew it. “You’re not supposed to want this,” she breathes. “But you do.”

Tia asked. "We are not toys, little girl," the one that bit Zander replied. "And I am Zipper and I don't like the big dumb werewolf right there," she pointed at Zander while she stuck her tongue out. She had a a puny brown beard and a sweet pepper-shaped nose, too. The teeniest one was standing there, looking at them like he was bored. "And you?" Julia questioned. She noticed how handsome the tiniest one was. He was ten times smaller than the other two.

The black choker was marked with the word slut and Zoe couldn’t help trying it on. She got up and moved to the mirror and felt a flash of excitement as she stroked her fingers on the satin material. Stepping back to the chest of drawers, she pulled out a spanking paddle, large cock-shaped vibrator and a ball gag. She sat on the floor and let her fingers touch on the equipment. Fucking hell, she thought as she picked up the vibrator and gripped her fingers around it. She wondered how often Mrs. Howard climaxed with the sex toy deep in her pussy and it brought out another flash of excitement.