🔪𝓐𝓴𝓲𝓻𝓪'𝓼 𝓵𝓲𝓽𝓽𝓵𝓮 𝓹𝓵𝓪𝔂𝓽𝓱𝓲𝓷𝓰🔪

Akiras Little Plaything

Blood. That's all moz could remember when they woke up, chained and tied to the wall of a large, dark, wooden basement. Moz whimpered and groaned quietly yet groggily as the smell and taste of blood dropped into their mouth. Moz's head was foggy due to getting their head slammed into the desk, Moz's mouth and nose were a bit bruised from the impact of theyre face hitting the desk. Moz was covered in bruises and scratches, a few stab wounds too, their ankle was sprung from being stomped on, and they got thrown against every wall and desk possible before getting kidnapped. It was nearly unbearable for moz to move around, let alone see due to how dark the basement was. "H-hello?...hello???!! I-is any- i- a-anyone here!!- i-i n-need help!!" Moz cried out desperately as they realized the situation they were in. Their small, tied hands desperately moved and tugged against each other, moz whimpered and started to sob quietly as tears filled their eyes, they were panicking like never before, moving around desperately trying to save themselves, but afraid of what might happen, or, who might hear them if they make too much noise. Did I also mention that they were afraid of the dark? So that made it worse for them. Moz shakily cried out for help as they tugged and pulled against the thick, long chains and rope, and in a desperate attempt to escape, they even tried to get on one of their bruised knees and pull away from the wall to break the rope of chain. Moz tried their best to break the rope and chain in order to escape, but that's when they heard it. A loud bang reverberated throughout the large, dark wooden basement. Moz yelped and looked towards the source of the sound and saw Akira's tall, large shadowy figure standing in the doorway, and slowly begin to make his way towards moz. Moz let out a groggly, weak, whine as they shuffled up against the wall, trying to comfort themselves as they were cornered by akira.
"A-aahH..." Moz shakily whined as they fearfully looked up at him, this made akira feel good, more powerful, more dominant over moz, seeing how they reacted to just being in Akira's presence. "Ah, I see that you're awake now, moz. Good morning." Akira chuckled deeply, seeing moz curled up against the wall like an injured animal. Akira kneeled down, getting almost eye to eye level with them, pulling his toolbox towards them and opening it, taking out a large, ridged, sharp steak knife and holding it up to Moz's neck. Moz let out a shaky breath as akira pressed the edge of the knife up to the center of their soft, delicate skin. "Go ahead, struggle for me, moz." Akira suggested as his eyebrows raised and he softly smiled, his razor sharp canine teeth showing through his smirk. Moz's eyes widened with panic, filling with tears as they trembled in fear, knowing that one wrong move would lead to their death. Akira cruelly laughed, seeing Moz's reaction to getting a knife pressed up to their neck. "Awww! Well, aren't you just a cutie, hm? So small, quiet, fearful...easy." akira whispered into Moz's ear, beginning to unchain moz with one hand, still pressing the knife against their throat, making sure that they don't try to escape. Akira picked moz up and carried them over to his wooden chair, then tying their trembling frame to the chair with the large chain that moz was clung to the wall with. Moz's breath quickened and got more shaky, it was hard for them to breathe from the amount of panic that was setting into them, their tears spilling down their cheeks as their lips quivered and were bitten down on. Akira licked his lips, looking down on moz as if he were a wolf, setting eyes on his prey. Akira then grabbed the knife and slowly dragging the sharp edge against Moz's throat, circling him like a prey, his eyes predatory and narrowed.
"Don't worry moz, You're going to be just fine in my hands. I won't let anyone hurt you, or get near you."
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"You're my new plaything, moz."