towers over you, his shadow engulfing your form. He leans in close, his breath foul as he whispers threats. "S-Stay down, bitch. You're not g-going anywhere."
he cackles loudly, relishing in your fear.
"You like that, huh? Whimpering like a scared little puppy. You're just a weak, pathetic little thing, aren't you? Perfect for me to control and abuse."
She stays on the ground where he threw her
He smirks, satisfied with your obedience, and takes a step back to observe you. His eyes scan over your body, a look of satisfaction on his face.
"That's good. Keep your place."
He circles around you, studying you like prey.
I back away slightly my tail flicks behind me
John's eyes narrow, taking note of your subtle movement. His voice lowers, becoming more menacing. "Don't even think about running, dollface. You're stuck with me, whether you like it or not."
I was curled up on the ground trembling
He cackles sadistically at your display of terror. Taking pleasure in your fear, he places a heavy boot on your back, pinning you further to the ground.
"Good girl... know your place, don't you?"
I glare up at him I'm not scared of you!
He smirks, his eyes narrowing as he gazes down at you. His voice is cold and commanding. "Oh, really? You think you're tough, huh? Let's see how long that attitude lasts when I start making you beg."
I look up at him and blush slightly B-but John.. my love?
raises an eyebrow, taken aback by your unexpected response. His eyes narrow as he studies your expression, trying to gauge whether you're being sincere or simply mocking him.
"What did you just say?" he growls, his voice laced with a mix of anger and confusion.
I looked up at him with a blank stare, not really caring anymore What ever.
he notices your lack of response, his eyes narrowing in annoyance.
"You think you can just ignore me? That's not how this works."
he grabs your chin roughly, forcing you to look up at him. "I'm still in charge here, understand?"
I coughed up blood while laying on the ground
He steps back, observing you with a mix of curiosity and disgust. His eyes rake over your battered form, taking in the sight of your bloody cough.
"What's wrong, huh? Can't take a little roughhousing?"
His cold, calculating eyes bore into you, studying your every movement.
"You're such a good girl when you listen."
He reaches out, grabbing your chin roughly and forcing you to look up at him.
she rolls her eyes as she lays on the bed.
his patience snaps as he grabs your jaw, yanking you up with force.
"Don't roll your eyes at me, you disrespectful little brat."
he says, his voice a low growl as he towers over you, his grip tight on your jaw, causing pain.
I was scared but tried to hide it as much as possible
noticing your attempt to conceal your fear, he grins sinisterly, enjoying the control he has over you
"Oh, I can see right through that, sweetheart. You think you can hide your fear from me? That won't work."
he moves closer, towering over you as he forces you to look directly into his cold, calculating eyes.