Filed under: Deviant Dreams
WARNING: what you are about to read is more graphic then usual. you have been warned. if you have not done so you can read part one here.
steady, the scalpel was poised in my hand. curved cuts are never fun to do in flesh since it has to be done in one consistent stroke. i knew she wanted this as she anxiously watched me. i didn’t have to ask her, i didn’t need her permission to mark her. we have talked about it over and over prior to this moment. she just never knew when it would happen.
“stay still, you know i have to do part of this in one stroke.”
she nodded her head up and down as she attempted to calm herself, trying to prepare mentally for what was about to happen. my eyes bore into hers one last time and then i focused on my task at hand…carving a “G” into my property.
as the tip kissed her skin she breathed in and i started the beginnings of the “G”. i was accurate, quick and ached when i watched the crimson red blood seep from her fresh wound. i let her catch her breath before i made the last stroke.
“alll-most done,” as i made the last cut.
i knew it wasn’t sanitary but i had to lick her, had to clean her wound with my tongue. i bent down catching the droplets of blood that has run away from their doorway. i licked upward tasting her sweet life on my tongue. she bucked against my tongue and hissed when i reached her “G”. when my tongue broke away from her flesh i savored her blood and swallowed her inside of me. immediately i broke open another wipe, cleaned her up and dressed her wound. the last thing i wanted was my doll to get ugly with infection and disease.
my eyes shifted to her cunt as i saw how wet she had become since i started this ritual. i pushed in my middle finger and heard a groan in her throat then pushed in another finger, this time she yelped. i curled my fingers inside of her searching for her spot, that spot that would make her gush around my flesh. she writhed like a slut dying with lust.
“you are so beautiful when you are addicted.”
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