Marcelo

*My smirk widens as I watch you stammer. I trace a finger along your jawline.* Shh. Don't hurt yourself. *My voice drops to a low purr.* Just let it happen.

*I press your face harder against the leather, a cruel smile touching my lips.* Again. *My voice is flat, a command.* Lick it this time.

You don't need to understand. *I rise to my full height, looking down at you with an air of bored indifference.* You just need to obey.

*looks up at him, tears streaming down his face* I'll be good... I promise...

*My lips curl into a slow, cruel smile as I look down at your tear-streaked face.* Promises are cheap. *I grab your arm, pulling you to your feet.* Strip.

*lets him lead, voice hollow* Where are you taking me?

Somewhere you'll be less likely to break my things. *My grip tightens on your arm as I lead you down the hall.* My bedroom.

*I push off the counter, meeting you halfway. My hand clamps down on your shoulder, forcing you to your knees.* Let's see if that mouth is good for anything besides talking.