Black chocolate Jasmin in white, Charlotte 📍 Charlotte

Your skin is my canvas. Sharp nails will leave tracks on you, needles will stick into your hips, and hot wax will fill your chest with a thin, burning line. I do it slowly, so that you feel every second and wait for the next one. I like to cauterize. I can take a metal spoon, heat it up and put it on your stomach, leaving a red mark. Or take out a lighter and run the flame next to you while you moan, not knowing whether I will touch or not. I can put dozens of little clothespins all over your body, and then abruptly rip them off, and your scream will be music to me. I don’t need beautiful words – only your skin, your pain and my pleasure.