Could it be the intensity of the burn as the razor slice's your inner thigh. Perhaps you get off on the way it feel's as the blood is flowing from a fresh cut making roses bloom onto the soft white sheet. You watch me as I methodically carve your new nick name into your leg blood bitch,my dirty whore is what you are to  me. depraved by design you struggle to focus on the light that is slowly fading just as you lose conciousness you feel a new sting as I burn the cut and close it off. It is…
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