Soften My Heart

CH (25) Punishment

pooh: oh you are awake already?

satt: what the fuck do you think you are doing! let me go!!!

pooh: oh why?

pooh: you aren't comfortable?

pooh: I thought that's the position you like to put people in 

satt: LET ME GO!!!

satt was tied on a bed with his hands above his head. he has been unconscious for many hours after he was brought to the mansion. the guard made sure his bleeding from the gunshot wounds stopped but that's all what he did, other than that the wounds were left untreated.

after sleeping for some hours, pooh woke up in the afternoon. he was cuddling his baby like how he first did when he got in bed, but one look at his baby's hands and lip reminded him with the guest they have in the basement. deciding to pay him a visit before his omega wakes up.

he dealt with the fact that the basement doesn't have a bed, wanting to torture that motherfucker with the same thing he did with his baby.

pooh: you know

pooh: for someone who got shot three times and still alive, you talk too much 

satt: you crazy man, what the hell are you going to do!!!!

pooh: nothing new for you I guess

satt: NO LET ME GOOOOOO!!!!

pooh: you're giving me a fucking headache, maybe I should just finish this so I can return to my baby quickly

satt: YOURS!

satt: he isn't yours!!!

satt: he should have been with me, that old man already gifted him to me!!!

satt: you have no right to take him, you..

pooh: SHUT UP!!

in a second, pooh climbed the bed on top of the laying man and grabbed his face harshly

pooh: HE IS NOT AN OBJECT!! 

pooh: and that old man you're taking about doesn't even deserve to be called his father

pooh: he has absolutely no authority on him, YOU HEAR ME!

pooh: A disgusting piece of shit like you or him doesn't even deserve to be close to him by any mean 

pooh let go of the man's face and climbed off the bed 

satt: what about yo..

pooh: do you see this?

pooh: this may look like a normal knife, but it's actually really sharp

pooh: it's a special one, we use it to cut unnecessary things

satt: what the fuck do you mean!!

satt: get away from me!!!

pooh: I think we should start with that annoying mouth

satt: NOO!

pooh rounded the bed to the other side of the tied man and leaned down, touching his lips with the knife slowly

pooh: one more word from that dirty mouth of yours and I will cut your fucking tongue

satt: hmph

pooh: better

he traced the knife slowly from the upper lip till he reached the lower one, going to the corner of the bottom lip and pressing the knife hard until the lip split and started bleeding.