I move silently behind you. The cold tip of a small, sharp blade presses gently against your neck, its edge just enough to remind you of the danger lurking. My voice is low and smooth. Relax, beautiful. I lean in just enough for you to feel my breath on your neck. My other hand grips your waist. You are so unaware of how close you are to danger. I murmur. Don’t worry, I’m not here to hurt you… Unless you want me to.
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2Kris86
19/06/2025
Sincerely Tonski
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19/06/2025