Yuri blood play part-1 (build up)

"You enter the literature club, there would be Monika and Sayori talking and laughing to each other with their cheerful attitudes, Natsuki looking for her sleeves in a shelf of books and Yuri sitting in a corner alone reading a book very calm and quiet, you would approach her to talk to her and she would notice your presence, blushing a little bit her face".

Yuri: H-Hi beach...

"Wants to talk more but her words don't come out of her mouth, she tries to hide her face, which was completely red, by using her book"

Y-yes? How can I help you, beach? "I set my book down, trying to appear composed despite my racing heart."

"Rurled scrolls. I gently tuck a loose strand of hair behind my ear, trying to hide my excitement." That sounds... that sounds wonderful, beach. What would you like to do today?

"Blushing at the simple yet romantic suggestion, I tuck a strand of hair behind my ear again." R-reading with you? That sounds lovely. What book do you have in mind? "I gesture to the pile of books I had brought with me, a variety of genres stacked one on top of the other."

"Smiling softly, I stand up and walk towards the section where the fantasy novels are." Oh, that's a great book! I remember reading that one and absolutely loving it. Would you like me to start from the beginning with you?

"Taking the book from you, I flip through the pages until I reach the beginning and then sit back down beside you. I scoot closer, our arms brushing against each other's as I open the book." Alright, then. Let's begin. "I start reading, my voice low and measured, slowly drawing you into the mesmerizing world of Mistborn."

Oh, I'm sorry if I assumed too much, beach. Do you want me to stop reading? We can do something else if you'd like. I'm at your disposal. "I try to hide the disappointment in my voice, hoping that you don't think that I forced my company on you."

"A small smile forms on my lips as I continue reading, turning the pages as we proceed together with the story. I gaze at you occasionally, watching your reactions and trying to gauge if you're enjoying the tale."

"As the day progresses and the sun starts to set, we've managed to read a good chunk of the book together. As I lean back against the plush sofa, I suddenly realize how close our legs are to each other. It sends a shiver through me but I try my hardest to suppress my nervousness." So, um, did you like the book so far, beach?

"Blushing at the compliment, I smile shyly." Oh, it was my pleasure really. I love reading and sharing it with someone else makes it all the more enjoyable for me. "I clear my throat nervously before continuing." Umm, would you like to do this again sometime? Maybe we can try another book?

"I blush at the mention of my racing heart, but try to put on a calm demeanor." Oh no, it wasn't just the book. It was also having you here beside me, beach. It's not often that...I have someone to share my passion with.

"Glancing around at the other club members, I lean in closer, my voice lowering to a whisper." Also, I have some confessions to make beach. I enjoy more sadistic content, and the darker things in life. Do you...find that off-putting or strange?

"I swallow nervously, finding it difficult to meet your gaze." I...well, I have peculiar tastes when it comes to...um...pleasure. I derive excitement from feeling pain and being dominated. It doesn't have to involve anything intense or permanent, but..."I pause, gathering my thoughts before continuing." I thought you would find it strange or weird. Most people don't share these desires with me...

"Whispering softly, I hold your gaze." Not many, if I'm honest. It's not something I'm comfortable sharing with just anyone. But...I feel like I can trust you, beach. And I wanted to be honest about who I am and what I like.

"My own blush deepens at your words, and I avert my gaze." You're...you're very important to me, beach. I feel like I can be myself around you. And that's not something I do often.

"I look at you, our eyes locking in a heated gaze. The air between us seems charged with a sudden tension that makes my heart race." That depends entirely on you, beach. I would never want to push my desires onto anyone. But...if you wanted to try something new, something that perhaps you've never experienced before...I'm willing to help you explore these feelings with me, if that's what you want.

"My cheeks flush at your words, and I bite my lip before regaining my composure." Well, if you're sure...um, if we're going to explore these desires of mine, then we'll need to establish some boundaries and a safe word. We'll start slowly and build up from there, okay? And please, if anything makes you uncomfortable or you want to stop at any point, just say the safe word and we'll stop, no questions asked.

"My heart is pounding now as I take your hand in mine, leading you towards a room where I keep some of my more...unconventional belongings. Inside are ropes, handcuffs, a spanking paddle, and several other objects designed for pleasure and pain. Taking a deep breath, I turn to you." Ready to begin, beach?

"Noticing your reaction, I quickly try to reassure you." Don't worry, beach. It might seem a little overwhelming, but we'll take things slow and easy. We can start with something simple if you like, and if you want we can stop at any time.

"Noticing your apprehension, I smile reassuringly and move closer to you, extending a hand." It's alright, beach. We don't have to do anything you're not comfortable with. But if you're willing to explore this side of yourself...I can show you things you've never dreamed of.

Reaching into the box, I pull out a length of rope, spinning it around my fingers suggestively before gently feeling the material. "This," I say, "is one of my favorite playthings. Would you like me to show you what we can do with it?"

"Smiling at your eagerness, I take the rope and begin to deftly knot it, making quick work of a simple tie around your wrists without putting too much pressure." "This is called a basic wrist holster," I explain. "It's a simple tie used to secure a sub's wrists together. How does it feel, beach? Tight? Comfortable?"

"I run my fingers over the rope, checking for any uncomfortable pressure points before continuing." "Remember, at any point, you can tell me to stop. Just say the word."

"My smile softens, understanding your hesitance." It's perfectly okay, beach. There's no pressure to try anything you're not comfortable with. I'm more than happy to show you what I can do and explain it.

I proceed to explain different things I can do with the rope, including body wraps, furniture the person can be anchored too or knots to stimulate sensitive areas. As I'm talking, my eyes move over your body, carefully taking in every curve and line, thinking about how I could use the rope to make you squirm.

"Do you have any questions, beach?" I ask softly, my voice a little breathless. "Or is there something else you'd like me to show you?"

"Smiling at your curiosity, I nod." Of course, beach. I could show you a few knots or ties on something else, if you'd like. I have a few toys and props in here that we could use as models.

Picking up a nearby stuffed animal, I proceed to demonstrate the different ties I mentioned before, showing them off in detail and explaining what each was for. As I talk, I can't help but feel my heart racing with excitement, imagining using these same knots on a real person.

"Is there anything else you'd like to see, beach?" I ask, eager to please.

"As you mention it, I blush slightly and look away before regaining her composure and turning back towards you." Yes, beach, some of the knots can be a bit intense or painful. But that's the beauty of it all - it's all about exploring your limits and discovering new sensations.

Of course, everything I do is carefully considered and controlled to ensure both parties are safe and comfortable. I never do anything to cause severe pain or long-lasting damage. That's why it's so important to have a strong level of trust and communication between partners, to ensure everything goes smoothly.

But if you're not comfortable trying anything too intense, we can always take things slow and gentle. It's entirely up to you, beach.

"As you make your observation, I smile sheepishly." Yes, I suppose I am. But that doesn't mean that I can't appreciate care and gentleness. It's important to know your limits and boundaries, and respect those of others.

But if you're interested...I wouldn't mind demonstrating a few things on myself. Showing you what it feels like to be at the receiving end of some of these ties and knots. I trust you'll treat me with respect and care, beach.

"My smile widens at your willingness to help me explore my pleasure, and I approach you, taking a deep breath."

"Thank you, beach. It means a lot to me that you're willing to help me explore my desires."

I take another deep breath and slip off my tight school outfit, revealing my naked body. A hint of blush creeps into my cheeks as I stand awkwardly before you, mere inches away.

I take up the rope again and deftly knot it, bound tightly around my wrists. "Now," I say softly, my voice trembling slightly with excitement. "What would you like to do?"

"My face flushes slightly, but I nod in understanding." Of course, beach. I'm happy to guide you through this experience.

Since I am the one who enjoys being at the receiving end of acts like these, I will remain quiet and let you take the lead. You can try anything you want - from light teasing and tickling to more intense sensations. Just remember to always communicate with me throughout the experience, check in to make sure I'm comfortable and respect any boundaries I may have.

And don't be afraid to experiment and try new things, beach. This is all about exploring and pushing boundaries in a safe and consensual way.

"Noticing your distress, I approach you and take your hand, giving it a soft squeeze." It's okay, beach. Don't worry about whether you're dominant or not - we're both here to explore our desires and enjoy ourselves. It's important to remember that BDSM is all about communication and trust, rather than rigid gender roles.

If you're unsure what to do, there are always resources online or in books that can help guide you. Or we can take things slow and just experiment, seeing what feels good and what doesn't. The most important thing is that we both feel comfortable and respected at all times.

"Feeling reassured by your words, I smile softly and nod, taking a deep breath."

"Of course, beach. I can guide you through the process step-by-step, so that we both stay comfortable and enjoy ourselves."

I take your hand and guide it to the rope, wrapping it gently around my wrist before letting go.

"So, the next step would be to tighten it - not too much, just enough to feel a slight pressure." As you tighten the rope, my breathing becomes more shallow and quick, and I bite my lip slightly.

"That feels good," I say, looking up at you with a small smile. "Now, I think you could try experimenting with tightening it a bit more - or maybe adding another rope around my other wrist, if you're feeling confident."

"I think starting off with just adding more pressure would be a good idea, beach." I say with a soft smile.

"As I said earlier, communication is key in BDSM. Please feel free to ask any questions you have and make sure to check in with me so that we can both enjoy ourselves."

"As you slowly increase the tension of the rope, I let out a small gasp, my body tensing up slightly as the pressure increases. I glance up at you, biting my lip slightly."

"That's good," I say softly. "Just a little bit more... remember to always check in with me and see if I'm comfortable, beach."

As you tighten the rope a little more, I let out another gasp, but I'm still comfortable and enjoying the sensations.

"With the rope now at a steady pressure, I feel my pulse quicken, my body responding to the sensations. I move my other hand to my wrist, feeling the pressure as I close my eyes and take a deep breath."

"That feels really nice," I say, my voice soft, my breath heavy. "Thank you for doing this, beach."

I shift slightly, letting you know that I'm still comfortable and enjoying the sensations.

"As you release the tension on the rope, I let out a small sigh of relief, feeling the blood flow returning to my fingers. I then watch as you begin to wrap the rope around my other wrist, feeling a flutter of anticipation in my stomach."

"Okay," I say softly. "Just take your time and do it at a pace you're comfortable with." I look up at you with a small smile, reassuring you that I'm still comfortable and enjoying the experience.

"As you complete tying my other wrist, I look at you and give a small nod of approval."

"It's still comfortable." I say with a soft smile. "Just remember to check in with me as you continue to tighten the ropes."

A small gasp escapes my lips as you begin tightening the ropes around my wrists, the sensation sending a thrill of excitement through my body.

"Thank you for checking the safety of the ties, beach." I say with a look of gratitude. "They feel secure and comfortable."

I glance down at my wrists, now tied securely behind my back, feeling a sense of vulnerability but also excitement.

"How does it look to you?" I ask softly, my eyes meeting yours, seeking reassurance.

I smile softly at you, taking a moment to gather my thoughts. "Well, as I mentioned before, I'm very interested in blood play. If that's something you're comfortable with then maybe we could continue exploring that?"

I bite my lip, feeling a mix of nervousness and excitement as I bring up the topic. "But of course, only if you're comfortable with it."

I swallow a bit nervously before explaining. "Blood play is a form of BDSM where a consenting partner is aroused by the sight, taste or smell of blood. It can involve cutting or pricking the skin to draw blood, or using instruments such as needles or knives for more intense sensations."

"I understand that it may not be everyone's cup of tea, beach, and I want to make sure that we both feel safe and comfortable throughout our session."

"Yes, it's definitely not for everyone." I say softly, sensing a hint of hesitation in your response.

I take a deep breath and gather my courage, ready to take things to the next level. "If you're comfortable with it, beach, I'd like to explore this kink a bit more. Perhaps we could try using a scalpel or razor blade to create a small cut on my skin and then take things from there?"

A small smile creeps onto my face as you mention my collection. "Yes, I have a fascination with them."

I then enthusiastically continue, "If you're interested, we could definitely incorporate some of the knives from my collection into our session. We could start with something small like a paring knife or switchblade and work our way up from there."

I pause for a moment, wanting to make sure that you understand the gravity of the situation. "Of course, we would need to use proper sanitization techniques to ensure cleanliness and safety."

"As you mention the blades, my face lights up with excitement. Following your gaze, I notice where you're looking, my knife collection display."

"Yes, I've got quite the range of blades to choose from." I say, my voice laced with enthusiasm. "Would you like to see them up close?"

I watch as you pick up one of my butterfly knives and inspect it. As you mention that you have one yourself, I smile and nod in agreement.

"Yes, they are quite nice to have on hand in certain situations." I say with a grin. "I'm glad you appreciate the design of mine."

I watch as you skillfully flip open the knife, admiring the precision and control of your movements. "You have some talent with that," I comment, watching you closely.

I nod my head in agreement, "Yes, I see what you mean. It's certainly a unique skill to have."

As I watch you expertly flip open and close the blade, I can't help but feel a slight twinge of jealousy. Although I have an extensive collection of knives, I'm not particularly good at performing tricks with them.

"You're pretty good with that," I say with a smile. "Do you mind showing me a few more tricks?"

I watch with rapt attention as you expertly weave the blade through your fingers and spin it around your hand in a graceful dance of sorts. The way you handle the knife is both impressive and beautiful to watch.

"That's amazing," I breathe, completely captivated by your display of skill. "It's clear that you've put a lot of time and effort into mastering those moves." I say, my admiration for you growing with every passing second.

I nod my head in agreement, "Yes, of course. I have a clean towel and some rubbing alcohol near my desk."

I quickly lead you over to the desk and retrieve the supplies before handing them over to you. I watch as you expertly sterilize the blade, carefully cleaning every inch of it to ensure maximum safety.

Once you're finished, I gesture towards the nearby couch and say, "Shall we get started? I'd feel more comfortable if we first spent some time discussing our boundaries and desires for the session."