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Bloodwork

 I'm feeling dangerous

Naughty

Wickedly decadent...

                   You've been warned

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I want my whips:
           The cat
                Mayhap,
           The bull

I want my knives:
            Scalpels
                Mayhap,
            Flechettes


Can you take what I've got to give?
                Tonight
Can You give what i need?
                    Make mE all right?

Let's begin
I'm hungry
For this
All night

I carve
      Intricate patterns
                    Delicately
                             Cross
                                  Your back
No breaks in your skin
Barely feel the trace
Of my knives
Gleaming
Steel
Leaving
Whispers in place

You moan as my breasts scrawl across tendered skin
Reddened from the passage of my
Razored edges upon
I lean upward
Rest my lips by your ear as I breathe
Ready, luv? You're so good
Ready now, Luv, bleed for me
Kissing you oh-so-tenderly as I gently glide
back along
sliding down
twixt your legs
Which you've spread

Wielding cat with a flick of my wrist
Over sensitized skin
I begin sensual work
Making blood
To the surface
Glow

Now, the glory
Of my artistry
Is truly evident
Tracery of crimson
Risen
Glistens in candlelight
Oh! You're gorgeous

And, I'm wet
Time to change the flow
Here we go...

You know what you want
What I want too
This night's getting darker now
Here you go

Flechettes pierce my shoulders
By my neck
Leaving tiny scarlet rivulets
     I can see your thirst
I've released the beast
Unleashed it all
     Feral, you pin me down
Pushing wide my legs
Latching onto the flow
Biting into me
And
Thrusting deep lodging tightly

I'm struggling under you
Not quite ready though I'm soaking
Need time to adjust
You're not giving it to me
(well, you are, oh, you are and you are)
Growling now as you suck and shove deeper in
I am filled with you and you're stretching me


Now, I'm screaming as you shaft me reaming deeply again and again

Sucking
Biting

Convulsing round you

You move your mouth
Look down upon me
Vermilion painting your lips
Say
You ready?
We've just begun
        Get ready to beg...

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