A sharp blade on soft skin...

I saw her eyes catch sight of my blade shining in the ambient light of the room.

She's nervous as I smile while staring into her eyes.

I can hear her breathing elevate from the nerves.

I know she feels safe, but its a big sharp blade and you really never know.

I grin at the thought of the mind fuck of fear, safety, security, violence, risk and sexualization I'm going to put her through.

I can tell her cunt's pulsing already before my cold blade touches her skin or my warm hand caresses and grabs at her body.

I know, and she knows, her cunt will betray her.

She will leak, throb and pulse.

I'll point out what a messy little cunt she is as her cunt betrays her.

I'll point out what a pretty little pin cushion she would make.