She loves to be cut 
Category: Writing and Poetry 

She has sold her soul
She craves to be cut
She loves sharp cold blades to pierce her silky white skin
In a mansion in upstate New York
There are evil men
Cloaked in evil robes with hoods
They wear masks to conceal their identity
They have sworn allegiance with their master Satan
They are the most powerful men in the world
They belong to an organization so secret
That if I told you who they were I'd have to kill you
Everything they want is theirs
Tonight they want the body of a young beautiful woman to be 
sacrificed to Satan
She is willing for she cares not whether she lives or dies
And she is drawn to the dark side
Like the moth to the flame
The evil chants and music begin
In a room built of marble to the exact specifications of Nero 
Caesar's parlor
They lay her body down upon a marble column shaped slab
Designed specifically for her
Her naked body is draped with see through chiffon
She lays back on the altar
The demonic men chant louder and louder
All hail Satan the son of moring, the giver of light
We owe all we have to him
Wars we wage for entertainment
The earth we destroy
For it is the creation of the cruel bastard God
Who denied us our rightful place upon his throne
The leader in black stands over the girl
He drinks from a challace
He gives some to the girl
She loosens his robe
And takes his penis in her hand
She gently carresses it
She's  feeling the glory of her cutting dreams  coming to 
fruition
It excites her for she fears not death nor the blade
And she loves the man who will cut her
For she is drawn to evil
She finds it to be more beautiful than good
The man posesses a sacrificial knife made of solid gold with a 
diamond encrusted handle
The blade looks like a slithering snake
With sharp edges
The man demon begins to cut the girl slowly
Destroying the perfect symetry of her body
Carving lazy 's' curves into her skin
Superficial wounds at first
This will be death by a thousand cuts
Later he begins cutting deeper into her internal organs
Opening her up and fileting her for Satan
And finally she is dead
Burning in the flames of hell
her mutilated flash is now blistering and sizzling on firey coals
She loves it
She loves the pain
Satan's blood lust is temporarily vanquished
And the men are given more power
She smiles for she willingly offered her body and soul for them
And she cares not what pain she must endure