The candles are lit. The instruments in place. I lay on the stripped bed listening to you sharpening your knives. The screeching sound is nothing compared to how you make me scream. My body is yours, my last breath will be yours. You will take me apart bit by dirty bit until I am reduced to nothing.
I see you now, hovering over me, my blood dripping from your chin from our dance of death earlier. Its time for more play, and I dream that it ends with my pathetic life being snuffed out by you.
You heat your knife over the candle, and tell me to lay still because it hurts more that way. You run the hot knife between my trembling breasts, I ache for the cut, but you only burn me, making me want it even more. Cut me, please, cut me.
Suddenly you grab my nipple and pull it up with a strong pinch. “Take this bitch!” you yell and you slice it off with your burning knife… Oh my god the pure pain and pleasure courses through my entire body and it takes my breath away. Before I can even scream you slice off my other nipple!
I want to die, I want to die, I want to die in your hands. That is all I can think about as you slide your hard cock inside my pussy, and I rub my bleeding chest feeling my own sticky blood streaming everywhere. I cling to consciousness as you withdraw and begin to heat up your knife again.
You place it on my clit and it burns. I can’t determine if you are just burning me or cutting it off, and I don’t even care. You slide the burning knife inside me, and I know the time has come. Slit me open baby, from clit to throat. Keep me awake as long as you can, so that I can enjoy feeling of life leaving my body, the ultimate feeling that only you can give me. Take me slowly, but take all of me.
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