masterlesslbear
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As my masters hands slid off my neck, I noticed a slight gleam in her eyes. Tied firmly to the cold damp stone table in this dimly lit room I would bleed for her. The flash of light off her ikea knife unmistakable and terrifying at the same time. As she slowly drags the blade from my chin down my neck to my chest, I cringe and moan. Both excited and terrified. Then with a sudden movement she slices deeply into my chest the blood slowly begins to flow. Her satisfaction clearly growing as she climbs a top suckling the warm blood from the open wound. As I scream yes master take me, feed yourself master I am yours. ... I was entirely yours ....
