Cuts.

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His fingers touched my brutally scarred, cut up skin, each cut he found made him happier with himself. "Look at what I've done, pup," He smiled, proudly. I whimpered quietly at his words. "You really like this pain, hm?" He pressed on one of the cuts on my neck, I nodded desperately, "please.."

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