I laid two knives beside her hip as she rested on her stomach. Drawing back the hair from her neck, I ran my fingertip along her skin, an invisible line that curved past her shoulder blade and down the right side of her body.
I traced the line again. And again.
This would be the first.
With the sharp edge of the first knife, I drew a fine line of white that stretched several inches from her neck to her shoulder. The last inch drew tiny beeds of blood. I placed the knife at the top of the line and leaned into the edge so that the tip pressed into the groove of the first impression. I took my time, letting the weight of the knife do the work until tiny drops of crimson dotted the length of the line.
It was a start.
If you’re doing what i think you’re doing … or have you already done so? And with whom?
~narrowing eyes~
elise
I have an unfavorable opionion towards those who follow BDSM – the carving of someone’s skin with a knife is pleasurable?? Im seeing you with different eyes, D’jaevle as someone who is very Sadistic!
knife play .. delicious …
Christina,
Um, given the fact that he’s a sadist … erm … calling him sadistic is sort of like calling water wet. Or calling fire hot. Just sayin’.
As far as your unfavorable opinion goes, could you at least TRY to have an unfavorable opinion of BDSM in general instead of those who practice it? A little tolerance, perhaps. An open mind. Give it a shot, hm? To each his/her own, yes?
elise
WHAT? D’jaevle is a SADIST!! WHO WOULD KNOWN!
I knew he was a sadist, Elise
I should have I guess in all candor called him BRUTAL!
Well well.. the first cut is always the deepest, the first taste always the sweetest.
Enjoy the dance.
Oh dear…I am so frightened of knives. And yet so fascinated by them. My skin crawled just reading this.
Know what I mean?
Pride cometh before the fall; wings come before the flight.
Yes, Im also afraid of knives having cut myself and needing a tetnus shot in my thumb – talk about pain. Perhaps that is why I have such an aversion to being cut!!
p.s. not all knife play necessitates sadism. It can be fetishized, sexualized, ritualized.
I personally like my encounters to have a little animalism; a little brutality. It really…hmm…gets my blood going.
Heehee.
one meets all kinds even in blogland!
oh…i miss knife play.