Knife play is form of consensual BDSM edgeplay involving knives, daggers, and swords as a source of physical and mental stimulation
Knife play is form of consensual BDSM edgeplay involving knives, daggers, and swords as a source of physical and mental stimulation
Knives are typically used to cut away clothing, scratch the skin, remove wax after wax play, or simply provide sensual stimulation. Knife play can also be a form of temperature play or body modification.
Knife play is sometimes, but not always, a form of fear play. The 'victim' in some cases, is shown a sharp implement, and then blindfolded, and a blunt knife used on their skin (for example: the practice of insertive sex play without the certain knowledge of the submissive that an exchange of implements — blunt for sharp — has occurred. This is a form of fear play, yet it still maintains some degree of safety).
For some knifeplay can be highly erotic, as the physical and psychological reactions can be intense. It is also an activity that takes a great amount of care to learn properly. As with any sort of edge play that can potentially draw blood, there is the risk of passing diseases along. Also, there is the risk of cutting the wrong spot and causing excessive blood loss, or accidental stabbing.-Wikipedia
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“Michael, come,” Evan ordered. Michael crawled on his knees to
Evan quickly. Evan placed a buck knife sideways in Michael’s mouth.
“Now back to your spot.”
Molly looked down at the sharp knife in Michael’s mouth and
adrenaline coursed through her. She began struggling against the
ropes again, but it was useless. Evan stepped before her and grasped
her chin. He looked her right in the eye.
“Shh, you know I’d never really hurt you. The knife excites you
though, hmmm, interesting. You have a bit of masochism in you I
think,” he commented softly.
He was right. The knife excited her immensely. How twisted was
that? She actually felt her pussy juices drip down her thigh.
Evan patted Michael’s head as he withdrew the knife from his
jaw. Michael licked his hand several times before Evan moved away
from him. She felt her clit throb slightly, and she moaned again. The
desire to be penetrated was excruciatingly painful. Her cunt had never
felt so swollen.
Evan stood before her and caressed her hair. She had a fleeting
thought that he would cut her hair, and she struggled. Then he grasped
the neckline of her nightgown, pulled it out, and efficiently sliced it
open. Once the initial slice was made, he grasped the flaps and ripped
her nightgown from top to bottom in seconds. His movement was so
precise, she didn’t realize what happened until she felt the cool air
upon her skin. Then he made two swift slices on the nightgown
sleeves. The fabric fell gently to the floor.
She looked down at her naked body and felt her arms try to
instinctively cover herself up. But of course, they were pulled tight
over her head and quite immobile. She tried to move her thighs to
reposition herself, but that was also useless. She was spread eagle and
naked for all to view. The thought both mortified and excited her.
Before she could think too much on her predicament, Evan ran the
flat edge of the knife down her neck and to her breasts. She held her
breath and didn’t dare move. He grinned at her as he ran the cold steel
of the knife over her nipple. She felt the delicate nipple tissue tighten
and harden instantly. An irrational desire to have him cut her entered
her mind, and she gasped.
“Ah, the knife definitely excites you, my love. I don’t usually
draw blood, but oh how you make me want to,” he whispered huskily.
Molly felt her excitement soar at his words. She did want him to cut
her, not particularly on her nipple but somewhere.
She locked eyes with him and nodded, hoping he could read her
mind.
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