Veronica's game

"Now, Archikins..." Veronica slid up onto the bed holding the razor-sharp knife in front of her, "don't you say a word or move an inch. You wouldn't want me to cut you with my little knife, would you..."

Archie gulped. This was not what he had in mind for fun tonight.

Veronica gently lifted Archie favorite plaid sweater vest. Her knife slipped under the soft wool. Pulling the knife down toward her, she easily cut right through the sweater. With Archie's sweater vest cut open, Veronica turned her attention to his shirt. One-by-one the girl cut off the shirt's buttons; Archie's chest was exposed.

"Ronnie...." Archie was nervous. Sweat had formed on his brow.

Veronica noticed the boy's fear; it was exactly what she had planned. Lifting the knife, she placed it on Archie's lips. "Sssssss..... not a word....."

Slowly, she cut away Archie's shirt; he was naked now above the waist. Carefully, the dark-haired girl traced lines across Archie's cheast with the tip of the knife. She was careful not to draw blood; she was just teasing.... for now.

Veronica had noticed that Archie was wearing a cheap belt; "Good" she thought, it will cut easily. Her knife cut through the belt with hardly any effort. Keeping her eyes on Archie's increasingly nervous face, Veronica ran the blade down the outside length of Archie's slacks. Then shifting over, she repeated the cut down the other leg. Veronica grabbed Archie's now useless belt and tugged; his pants came completely off.

Ignoring his white briefs, Veronica slipped down to the foot of the bed and quickly pulled off Archie's plaid socks. Then she returned to the middle of the bed.

"Would you like me to unwrap this....?" Veronica ran the tip of the knife over Archie's underware-covered cock. "Or would you like to see these?" Veronica lifted her hands and cupped her full, bra-covered tits.