Slowly, I licked the inside of her underarm, from her wrist up to her elbow. I pressed my tongue firmly against her skin, savoring every inch. I could feel her blood pounding in her arteries.

I glanced at her face: nostrils flaring, her skin soaked with sweat, tears and blood. Through the gag, I could hear her whimper. The sounds sent waves of delight up my spine.

She looked at me with her remaining eye, the brown pupil fully dilated in a bloodshot eyeball.

The closer I got to the elbow joint, the more she shook, her body trembling violently. She had quickly learned the rules of my game. She knew my next cut would be right below the joint.

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