The blade warms quickly, of course, so that when Miho drags it lightly down, scoring a thin line between her breasts and stopping at her sternum, she feels not cold but the hot sting as it breaks the skin. Miho runs a finger lightly along the cut, smiling.

Then, because really, it's irresistable, the knife flickers rapidly above her hip, quick short scores. Deeper, this time.