Tightly tied to a wooden bed

Twisted thoughts run through my head

A sharpened blade, I push it in

Red blood quickly covers my skin

I feel the orgasm's climax mount

Blood and Cum mix on the ground

Aborted butcherer, I torture myself

Looking at partners on the shelf

Carved innards are starting to smell

My wasted body is usless now

Picking up the butcher knife

pusing it forth with all my might

Blood drips down it's harder to see

Staining red my colourless skin

Feeling faint I start to fall

Shoot my load untill it's gone



Stab in the chest

Cut with a knife

Fluids gush out

Ending my life