A sweet kiss to warm the cold bite of steel trailing down my thigh, touch feather-light as only a promise of pain could be
A hand locked around my throat, fingers wrapped beneath my jaw and held in place as I feel the roughened words against my lips
"Hold still."
A predatory eye watching me like prey, blade continuing a path up the inside of my thigh, my only words a quiet whisper
"Yes, Daddy."
A moment suspended in time as the sharpened steel slips beneath soft lace, leaving the faintest line of fiery red in its wake
A hushed whimper hangs in the air as my panties are sliced down the middle, skin against skin as he rests heavy against my hip
"Turn over."
A victim of his every whim, at the mercy of his loving cruelty, each action under his fierce control, I whisper once more
"Yes, Daddy."
A sigh of contentment greets his ears as a chill of fear meets his watchful eye, metal kissing my skin and tracing an icy line down my spine
A pointed tip digs deeper into rounded flesh, pressing just hard enough to leave behind his claim as he scars my body with his name
"Mine."
A hand pushes aside the fall of my hair, teeth sinking into my neck as a low growl of satisfied possession rumbles against my back
"Yours."