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Slice Me Up

bloody phone sexMy kidnappers have entrapped me in an open, steel bar cage with no way of relaxing without penetrating my wrists and risk killing myself. There doesn’t seem like there is any other way out anyways though. I’ve been here so long, it’s not like it matters anyway. Until someone came in with the slamming of the door in the darkness. He has a full beard and dark eyes. Tattooed arms full of dragons and he took in my naked, freezing cold body. My pussy had been shaved as well as everything else. I heard a whimper rise out of my own throat and a weak little ‘help me’ was all that could be heard before he drew a knife out of the sheath on his him, then the sounds I made were nothing but screams of slicing murderous gasps and shrieks as I felt the hot and searing feeling of a knife slaying me alive.


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