He pushed me against the wall, knife to my throat. "You wanna misbehave again? I dare you to, I fucking dare you." He pressed the blade against my neck with light pressure to emphasise his words. "N-no sir. I- I won't.." I stuttered out. He took the knife away from my throat and used the flat edge to force my chin up, that way I was making direct eye contact with him. "That's what I thought." He slapped me on the cheek with his free hand. I moaned quietly at this, bringing my gaze away from him. "Did I say you could look away from me?" He pressed the knife back up against my throat. "No.. I- I'm sorry, daddy." I looked back at him, he looked so powerful standing over me, knife in hand, that dominant look in his eyes. "I could kill you right here. Just slit your neck open and you're gone." He pointed out. I whimpered. "Of course, I wont." He continued, taking the knife off of my throat once again. "But..." He slid the blade across my jaw, watching as blood rushed to the surface. "I think you deserved that one. Never disrespect me again, got it?"
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Fantasies. ;)
Fantasyjust some fantasies I have ;) idk if I'm gonna upload this lmao but yall can change the names and pronouns if you wanna apply it to you.
