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Aftercare

Turning, he grabs the knife and a slight panic rises within me. The tip of the blade slowly scratches down my arms, not enough to cause bleeding, yet the feel of the metal and scratching feels amazing.  Lifting the knife, he does the same on the other arm: the scratch from the shoulder all the way down.

“Okay?” Jackson looks at me.

Nodding, I agree. “Yes, totally fine”

He smiles at my confirmation, the knife pushing slightly harder as he pulls it down my arm, a few faint spots of blood showing. It isn’t hurting. It feels like a scratch. The needles and whip caused more pain. His other hand grabs the ice, rubbing it down the scratch. A moan escapes my lips as the toys continue to vibrate. Reaching the end of the scratch, the crop hits hard against the scratch.

As I moan, he places the knife between my breasts. He gently pushes down, pulling the knife across my skin down to my naval. My body tenses with pleasure as he does. His other hand follows w

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