I’d like to keep the rest of them on my feet though. Anal sex If I cut you and you scream, I cut you again. The shock wears off though as I eat them. I bite my lip to keep from screaming from that pain. As he does so, he yells “Bite it! “Do not speak unless I ask you a question or you get cut. While I eat the other three, my assailant undresses. He pulls it back out and turns the blade, then does it again, creating a ‘X’ shaped wound. He must be feeding off my fear. Just kill me.”
“Look at all that blood! A dildo, perhaps? As I scream, the loudest scream I think I’ve ever screamed, I begin to taste blood. Once he’s finished, he goes to the bathroom and finds my feet in the garbage pail. I begin to feel wind and more stickiness on my face. “And this is for your left earring,” as he repeats on my index toe, leaving only the big toe on that foot.
