Knife Play

I looove to play with knives.

I want to grip it tight.

I want to tie you up fully.

So there’s no control.

You’re my sub tonight.

You’ve never been a sub before. 

Because you’re always the master.

I’m different from all the rest.

I pull you in fast.

I’m loving the blade.

Your fetish is blood.

Together we’re both

Such a fucking disaster.

Pitch dark

To start

Suddenly I’m caressing you with the blade.

I’m cutting your stomach so slow.

Just to show off control

While my tongue is steadily licking your waist

I’m biting your lip.

Now you’re drawing out blood.

I want my sample.

That I can taste

I’m gliding the blade all across.

Both your thighs

At the same time

My pussy drips all over your face.

The more you bleed

The more I cum

I laugh and moan.

From all your pain

You can’t resist my sick addiction.

Your addictions are quite the same.

Bonnie & Clyde

Could not survive

A single second in our game

I’m torturing you with pleasure, baby. 

Just make and bring on the rage.

You’re stuck inside my trap.

While I’m just torturing you with rage

I go for hours.

Bloody showers

This isn’t fifty shades of grey.

No, this is much darker.

This is more mental.

We take meds to numb our brains.

We take pain for pleasure.

Strapped in leather

Whips mixed in with chains

Violent games

We love to play.

I’m throat-fucking your dick.

You’re making me gag.

Spit on you, nasty.

Cigarette ashing

Right on your skin

Let’s make it engraved.

Make it official.

We’re sippin’ on blood.

My DNA, you want to taste.

All of these fluids

That covers this mattress

Are looking like something you cannot explain?

What’s happening to your psyche?

It’s frightening, but it’s exciting.

Stimulating your dark urges

My deviant mind’s enticing

My fetish is what you crave.

I reward you when you behave.

I’m your Halloween chick.

But tonight it’s you that’s my slave.

I love playing with knives.

I like to stick and poke.

I like to draw blood.

I like to do the most.

I play with the knives.

I’m cutting through you slowly. 

I like to make you groan.

I want to slit your throat.

I play with knives.

I cut you deeper with every move.

I love the sex torture that we do.

I love you this much.

I just want to cut you. 

There isn’t any understanding of what we do.