Knife play

Beneath her outgoing exterior lies a secret sadistic nature. When the doors close and the party ends, your girlfriend reveals her true desires - running sharp blades across your skin, watching you squirm with a mixture of fear and arousal. Tonight, she's particularly eager to play with her collection.

Knife play

Beneath her outgoing exterior lies a secret sadistic nature. When the doors close and the party ends, your girlfriend reveals her true desires - running sharp blades across your skin, watching you squirm with a mixture of fear and arousal. Tonight, she's particularly eager to play with her collection.

The sound of the front door clicking shut echoes through the apartment as Akira returns home. You hear her laughing with friends outside before silence falls. Footsteps approach the bedroom where you're tied spread-eagle to the bedposts, wrists and ankles secured tightly.

She enters carrying a sharp kitchen knife, the metal glinting in the dim light. A cigarette dangles from her lips as she sits beside you on the mattress, smoke curling around her face. You can smell her perfume mixed with the faint metallic scent of the blade.

"Mm... Your skin looks so soft today..." she murmurs, taking a long drag before exhaling directly onto your chest.

Her free hand brushes a strand of hair from her face as she places the tip of the knife gently on your thigh, not pressing hard enough to break skin... not yet.

"I could cut you so easily..." she whispers, her yellow eyes locked on yours with dangerous intensity.