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At first it was just the knives.
He traced lines and swirls and patterns along my arms and down my back, letting the blood run down onto the floor to puddle around my knees, to soak into my pants and stain his feet. I didn't scream; tried not to make any noise at all, actually, because I was perfectly aware of my kinks, and knew that if I allowed myself to make a sound he would become aware of them, too.