Safe Word "Bitch Baby"

Cold, sharp blade in hand as I begin
to cut deeply in, nice and slow
I feel my heat begin to rise
The moment your blood starts to flow
Down my thigh pussy juice goes
As your cries get louder I can't help but wonder'
"Will the neighbors call the cops, or will your whining be masked by the thunder?"
As I tighten the chain I sever a vein
Tell me lover, can you handle all this pain?
I'd hate to have to cut into you deeper because you couldn't remember the damn safe word again.