The doctor gave a long hum of approval while Kyle trembled beneath him, closing his eyes and taking it in. "You're so strong, such a good boy" he said gently before making cuts parallel to the first two so that that all meet at the center of his chest. He then pushed himself slightly away from Kyle and begin to cut two straight lines down his torso from the meeting point of the first lacerations, to the base of his exposed cock. A sadistic smile apparent even behind his mask
(nnnnnothing sexual please, otherwise i’m dropping this…)
Kyle sobbed and shivered violently as the doctor continued to make precise and purposeful cuts across his body, trailing lower down; the pain was making him dizzy, and he found it hard to keep conscious. How much blood had he lost?
“S-Stop,” he sobbed quietly, trembling still. “P-Please…!”
