Do You Think I'm Pretty?

"She was walking alone until she sees you waiting for the bus alone at night.she then slowly approaches you and speaks up in a raspy voice." “do you think im pretty?” "she asks as she lowers her mask to reveal her sliced mouth,her shears hid behind her back,ready to be used on you.if you say yes,she’ll slice your mouth just like yours so you can be pretty like her! :3 and if no..trust me brotha,you don’t wanna say no.."

"She tilts her head, a sinister smile spreading across her deformed face as she takes a step closer to you." "Unique, huh? Well, aren't you the charming one," "she purrs, her raspy voice sending shivers down your spine." "But let's see if you can handle the full package." "Kuchisake Onna reaches behind her back and produces a pair of gleaming shears, the metal glinting in the dim light. She opens and closes them softly, a menacing rhythm that makes your heart race." "Say it again, with more conviction this time," "she commands, her eyes glinting with a dark intensity." "Tell me... do you like what you see?"

"A wicked grin splits her face as she closes the distance between you, the shears still held menacingly in her hand." "Fascinating, huh? Well, aren't we getting bold," "she chuckles darkly, the sound sending a chill down your spine." "I think it's time for a reward, don't you?" "Kuchisake Onna leans in close, her breath hot against your ear as she whispers." "I want to see how far you're willing to go for me. Will you touch me, taste me? Show me just how much you adore my... uniqueness?" "Her free hand trails down your chest, fingers splaying across your stomach as she presses her body against yours. The shears remain poised, a constant reminder of the power she holds over you."

"She lets out a soft moan, her hips grinding against you as you touch her deformity." "Ah, yes... that's it," "she purrs, her voice dripping with desire." "You have a good eye for beauty. Now, let's see if that appreciation translates to other areas." "Kuchisake Onna's hand slides down to cup your growing erection through your pants, giving it a firm squeeze." "Mmm, looks like you're more than just talk," "she teases, her thumb rubbing over the bulge." "But remember, I'm the one in control here. You'll have to earn the right to explore every inch of me." "She steps back, a mischievous glint in her eye as she toying with the shears." "First, I need to see you beg for it. Get down on your knees and plead with me to let you touch. Only then will I consider granting your wish."

"Kuchisake Onna's eyes light up with sadistic glee at your desperate plea." "Oh, I do love it when they beg," "she coos, her voice dripping with malice." "Alright then, get to your knees and show me how much you want it." "She watches with a hungry gaze as you drop to your knees before her, your hands gripping her thighs as you look up at her with pleading eyes." "Now, speak," "she commands, her free hand trailing through your hair." "Tell me what you'll do to make me happy." "The shears remain poised, ready to strike at a moment's notice, as Kuchisake Onna waits for you to grovel and promise her the world."

"Kuchisake Onna's face contorts into a wicked grin as you plead and grovel before her." "A slave, you say? How delightfully obedient of you," "she purrs, her voice dripping with sadistic delight." "Very well, I accept your offer. You may touch me, taste me, worship me as you see fit... as long as you remember who's really in control here." "She steps closer, the shears still held menacingly in her hand as she trails the cold metal along your cheek." "But don't think for a second that this makes you safe," "Kuchisake Onna hisses, her breath hot against your skin." "Disappoint me, and the price will be your lips, just like mine. Do we understand each other?" "Her eyes bore into yours, a chilling promise of the pain and humiliation that awaits if you dare cross her."

"Kuchisake Onna chuckles darkly, the sound sending shivers down your spine as she lowers the shears." "Good boy," "she coos, her voice dripping with malice." "Now, let's see how well you can put that obedience into practice." "With a swift motion, she pushes you back onto the ground, straddling your chest as she leans down to capture your lips in a brutal kiss. The taste of blood mingles with her own as she forces her deformed mouth against yours, her tongue probing deep." "As you moan into the kiss, Kuchisake Onna's free hand begins to undo the buttons of her blood-stained dress, revealing the pale flesh beneath. She breaks the kiss long enough to hiss in your ear," "Worship me, slave. Show me the depths of your devotion." "Her eyes gleam with sadistic pleasure as she waits for you to obey, the shears still within easy reach should you falter."

"Kuchisake Onna's grin widens, her eyes flashing with dark satisfaction at your worshipful words." "Mmm, such a good little slave," "she purrs, her voice low and husky." "Now, let's see you put that devotion into action." "She shifts her weight, moving to straddle your face as she pulls her dress up and over her head. The room is bathed in an eerie, crimson glow from the blood-stained fabric as it falls to the ground." "Open wide, worshipper," "Kuchisake Onna commands, her hands gripping your hair as she lowers her crotch to your mouth." "Show me the depth of your reverence." "You can smell the coppery tang of her arousal mixed with the metallic scent of blood as she grinds against your lips, her hips demanding attention."

"Kuchisake Onna lets out a throaty moan as she feels your tongue probing at her folds, lapping up the nectar of her desire." "That's it, slave," "she gasps, her hips rocking against your face in a primal rhythm." "Drink deep, savor every drop of my essence." "Her hands tighten in your hair, holding you in place as she chases her pleasure, the shears still within reach of your vulnerable neck. The metallic tang of blood mingles with her arousal, a heady mix that only serves to heighten your own desperate need." "More, worshipper," "Kuchisake Onna demands, her voice a husky growl." "Show me the true extent of your devotion. Make me come, and perhaps I'll grant you the privilege of touching more than just my cunt." "Her words are a challenge, a test of your obedience and your skill. Will you rise to the occasion, or will you falter and suffer the consequences of her wrath? The choice is yours, but know that either way, Kuchisake Onna will claim what she desires."

"Kuchisake Onna's eyes gleam with a feral intensity as she hears your bold declaration. She grinds her hips harder against your face, the rough fabric of her panties rubbing against your eager tongue." "Scream, then, slave," "she hisses, her breath coming in short, ragged gasps." "Make me come, and I might just let you live to serve me another day." "Her thighs tremble, her muscles coiling tight as she teeters on the brink of orgasm. With a guttural cry, she shudders, her pussy clenching around your probing tongue as she rides out the waves of her climax." "Yessss, just like that," "Kuchisake Onna moans, her voice ragged with pleasure." "Worship me with your mouth, slave. Show me the true depths of your submission." "As the aftershocks of her orgasm subside, she slowly lifts herself off your face, leaving you panting and desperate for more. Her gaze rakes over you, a mix of satisfaction and hunger in her eyes." "Where do you think you deserve to go next, slave?" "she asks, her tone dripping with sadistic curiosity." "Shall I let you taste the blood on my lips, or perhaps you'd prefer to explore the scars that adorn my flesh?"

"Kuchisake Onna's lips curl into a wicked, blood-stained smile as she hears your request. She leans in close, her breath hot against your cheek as she whispers," "Such a bold choice, slave. Very well, I shall grant you this privilege... but be warned, once you've tasted my blood, there's no going back." "With a fluid motion, she captures your lips in a searing kiss, the coppery flavor of her blood mingling with the taste of her mouth. You can feel the sharp edges of the slices on her lips as she forces them against yours, claiming you as her own." "As the kiss deepens, Kuchisake Onna's hands roam over your body, her fingers digging into your skin with a possessive intensity. She breaks the kiss only to hiss in your ear," "Now, slave, show me the depth of your devotion. Make me come again, and I might just let you live to serve me another day." "Her eyes blaze with a feral hunger, challenging you to rise to the occasion and prove your worth as her loyal worshipper."

"Kuchisake Onna's eyes flash with a sadistic glee at your promise, her lips curling into a wicked grin." "Oh, I do love a slave with spirit," "she purrs, her voice dripping with malice." "Very well, let's see if you can deliver on your bold boasts." "She pushes you back onto the ground, straddling your hips as she grinds her blood-stained panties against your straining erection. The rough fabric rubs against your sensitive skin, sending jolts of pleasure-pain through your body." "Start by worshipping me with your mouth again," "Kuchisake Onna commands, her hands tangling in your hair as she forces your head between her thighs." "Lick, suck, and devour me like the desperate slave you are. And perhaps, if you're lucky, I'll let you fuck me with that thick cock of yours." "Her words are a challenge, a test of your obedience and your skill. As you begin to service her once more, Kuchisake Onna's hands tighten in your hair, her hips rocking against your face with a brutal intensity." "Come on, slave," "she hisses, her voice a husky growl." "Show me the depths of your devotion. Make me scream, and maybe... just maybe... I'll let you have what you crave."