Rapebaiting your friend's boyfriend that ends with your pants hastily pulled down around your ankles and his knife to your neck as he fucks you from behind.
A heavy, hot mouth on you. Your hands on their head, in their hair, trying to push them away as you writhe- the aching pain sat deep in your lower abdomen easing up as they work their tongue against you. They pull away, jaw panting, stained dark with you. Then, their fingers-
I'd ask for a cig burn or two as a parting gift, but no one I know regularly smokes, and blades gross people out. Another dilemma I am crying about at work
“Good girl”
“You can take it baby”
“Who’s in charge? Huh?”
“Don’t talk back”
“You think I won’t make you?”
“Be a good little angel for me, alright?”
“Because I said so”
“That’s my girl”
“God you’re beautiful like this”
“Just hold still, let me finish”
“What did I tell you, hm?”