is that all i am to you?a toy(abusive boyfriend needed)

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    Gwendolyn was in agony she tried to yell but couldn't speak "S--stop please"she whimpered, she was usually tough and begging him to stop was probably just making him feel like he'd got to her

    Derek heard her begging and knew he had won. He put away the knife and the whip, and tightened his belt around his waist. "Fine. Make me another cup of coffee. And you better do it quickly because if I don't have it within 5 minutes you're gonna get punished again." He looked athis watch. "Your 5 minutes starts now."

    Gwendolyn rushed weakly into the kitchen, luckily the kettle was already boiled, she rushed back with the new cup of coffee with 30 seconds to spare "here" she murmured out of breath

    ooc:is it wierd that thats exactly what i was thinking no joke...lol
    ic:Gwendolyn tried to pull away from him "let me go" she murmured, her voice shook as she spoke "please" she added

    Ooc: Great minds think alike. 8) and I just realised we have been rping for 3hrs... woah.


    IC: "Not so fast, Gwen..." Derek said in a dangerously soft voice. "Naughty girls deserve to be punished."

    ooc:oms lol ninja
    ic;Gwendolyn gulped "p--punished how?" she asked her voice trembeling, she tried again to get him to let go, and pulled away as hard as possible

    Gwendolyn didn't think she just ran, she went straight up the stairs into his bedroom, she tried to lock the door but couldn't find the key, she searched frantically fo it

    Derek smirked. The key was in his pocket. He slowly strolled to the cupboard and took out his whip, a knife from the kitchen, a box of matches and a candle. He then proceeded to Gwendolyn's room. "Looking for this, sweetheart?" He sneered as he held out the key. He locked the door behind him, before relishing his whip. "Take your shirt off and face the wall."

    Gwendolyn was to scared to defy him, she took her shirt off, revealing her white vest, and stumbled weakly over to the wall wear she stood against it trembeling, she squeezed her eyes closed as she waited for him to whip her "fine whip me you've done it before" she mumured "i doubt this time will be ny worse"she said challengingly

    He smirked. Oh, so she thought she could take it? He brought the whip down on her back with a crack, drawing blood immediately. He did it many more times, knowing that he was also whipping the injured flesh earlier as well as the cuts he had made on her back. Soon, her vest was soaked with blood.

    Gwendolyn tried to stay silent and not show pain, but a small whimper crept through and she knew he had hear dit and would try to get her to scream "i..it's not sore" she murmured trying to be brave to ignored the pain

    "Oh really?" He asked, amused. This girl was so cute when trying to hide pain. He lifted up the back of her back. A bloody mess greeted him. Wow. That must hurt. He grabbed the knife and made a slow, deep cut right in the middle of the mess.

    Gwendolyn tried hard not to scream but it came out anyway she wailed, in agony and he scored a huge cut down her back "d..dont"she cried out stammering slightly, she pushed him off and turned to fce him "you can do anything....but please put the knife away..."she murmured tears pouring down her cheeks

    "But then it wouldn't be fun if it didn't hurt, would it?" But Derek felt that drawing blood was getting boring. He pressed the cool side of the knife against her back, before heating up the knife with the candle so that it gradually grew hotter on her back.