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Vamp Kronii, Part 2, 1/2
>"J-just be careful, please..."
>"Oh come on, how could I, the Warden of Time, not be careful? Besides, you are a little painslut, so not like you wouldn't enjoy it."
>Anon, shivering with fear, but also a hit of excitement, lays down on the bed, wearing only his boxers
>Kronii immediately pounces on him, sitting down on his lower back, pinning him in place under her stronger body, wearing only her dark laced panties and bra.
>Right next to him is a towel, a butterfly knife with handles styled to look like one of Kronii's clock-hand blades when opened, a lighter she used to sterilize said knife, several towels and a plastic sealable bowl of some regenerative cream they got from Fauna
>As he hears the knife being picked up and opened, his body shivers again, breathing growing shallower than before, the fact that fabric of her panties doesn't prevent him from feeling the heat and wetness of her pussy and making his underwear tigher and tighter by the second doesn't help him relax at all
>Grabbing one of the towels, Kronii places it right in front of anon's head, who takes it and bites down on it, anxiously anticipating when his oshi gets to work
"Well then, lets begin, shall we?", is all the warning he gets, before Kronii lowers herself closer to his shoulder blades, her massive tits just barely touching his back and causing his cock to make his underwear all that tighter
>The moment the knife touches and pierces his skin on the left of his back, anon screams a little into the towel, his jaws clamping down on it and eyes tightly shut as the blade is dragged down and blood slowly leaks from the incision
>Once satisfied with the length, Kronii quickly leans lower, pressing her tits fully into his back as her tongue start to quickly catch all the blood that spread around his back, the licks and her heavy pendelums cause pain and pleasure mix in his brain and forcing a painful moan from his lips
>Upon tasting him, her fangs immediately start to extend out past her lips, more on instinct than actually needing them, and her eye color shifts from the calm azure to a danger-signalling crimson
>Once anon's back is cleaned to certain extend, Kronii takes a bit of the healing cream on her left index finger and smears it over the wound, then accelerating the cut forward in time, making it form a nice vertical scar
>"Man, Fauna wasn't kidding, that stuff really works like a charm~ What a pretty little scar."
>Giving him no time to relax, Kronii makes another cut, this time diagonally to the center of the first one, then bouncing off of it and forming a "K"
>Anon sinks his teeth into the towel as hard as he can, eyes welling up with tears, but even then he tries to stay still, to not displease his vampiric time-controlling Mistress, but also to not cause his already painfully erect dick to be stimulated by rubbing it against the bed through the boxers
>Kronii makes another vertical cut, cleans the excess blood with her tongue and heals it into a line of scar tissue, but the next one is led from top of the first into a 180 degree turn back, causing her to sink a bit deeper on the turn and making anon let out a yelp even through the towel
>"Don't squirm so much, damnit. Crying cause of little cut...what a little bitch you are..."
>The words barely register with anon, as he is more focused on the burning on his back, as well as Kronii's panties getting noticably wetter and her nipples starting to poke through the bra into his back, the combination making it hard to focus on anything
Finishing up with another diagonal cut, the Warden finishes carving a "R" into anon's back and moves to the next.
>Over the next 30 minutes, the room is filled with sobs and pained moans each time Kronii cuts or licks anon's back, accompanied by pleasured moans each time Kronii's licks up another drop of blood attempting to escape and stain the bed below them, anon's squirming also causing him to rub against her crotch, only adding a fuel to the fire
>After completing "O", "N" and both "I"'s, Time Queen's underwear starts to feel like annoying baggage rather than a comfortable clothing, so she uses the knife to quickly cut the straps and tosses it forward, making sure that anon sees them and realizes she now sitting on top of him naked, even if he is bit out of it from the pain
>He indeed does, causing him to let out another pained moan, his underwear painfully stretched and annoying hiderance also
>Before he can properly register it, his boxers are also slashed and pulled off, ending up next to Kronii's, making a sigh of relieve escape his lips
>Doesn't take long till Kronii is finished, having enjoyed both the impromtu meal and the marking of her boytoy. She leans up to admire her handiwork, an expertly created "Kronii's" now decorating anon's skin, who the mix pain and pleasure turned into a panting mess, the sheet on the mastress stained with his precum where the tip was pressed against it
