You were terrified to go. Putting it off all week by rushing off to your playroom every time he would mention it or plain refusing to. Furrowing your little eyebrows cutely as you told him "no" over and over again, an irritated sigh leaving his mouth as he looked at you with those intense blue eyes.
"Doll" He told you firmly. "You have to go. Alright, baby? I'm not letting you off anymore"
"No!" You answered him bluntly, playing with your little stuffies on the floor, placing them in a little circle around your play tea party set like they were having a fancy afternoon tea together.
"What do ya mean no?" He scoffed, looking at you like you were being difficult on purpose. "I told you I was going to tell one of the guys to take you on friday, That's it. I'm not taking it back again, and I'm not having you go years without seeing someone"
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"There's nothing wrong with my teeth!" You insisted, even with the little tooth inside of your mouth that had been wobbly for weeks and hurt every single time you bit into anything with it.
"Tooth" He corrected you. "And yes there fucking is, little girl. You can't even chew on that side. Now, You can either go to the dentist or I can pull it out myself"
"What?" You looked at him with wide little eyes, almost unsure if he was telling the truth or just teasing you.
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"You heard me" He answered you, unblinking eyes like he was dead serious because he knew the only way to get you to go was to scare you first. "If you don't wanna go, daddy can take you down to the basement and I'll take it out myself. I'm sure I have some pliers lying around somewhere"
"Pliers?" You stared, causing him to have to bite the insides of his mouth to stop himself from laughing at your little reaction. "What is that?"
"Yeah. Pliers" He told you with a straight face. "You can pull things out with them. I don't know... like an eye, maybe. A finger. Is that what ya want?"
Looking down at your little stuffies as if to ask them what they thought would be best, you shook your little head, too scared to say anything else just in case he really did drag you down to the basement and pull your tooth out with a pair of pliers.
"So you're gonna be a good girl then and go on friday like daddy told you? hm?"
"Uh huh" You nodded, a grin forming on his lips as he chuckled at the look on your little face, turning away from you to focus on the papers lying on his desk, adding one more thing just to seal the deal.
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"Better stick to it, sweetheart. I'm not playing. There's nothing for pain down there, ya know... Just four walls"
Hurrying to pick up all of your toys from the floor and your little tea set, you rushed off to your playroom where it was safe and there was less chance of you ending up in severe pain and with one less tooth before friday came.
"That's what I thought" He muttered to himself, a smirk forming on his mouth, satisfied that you were going to go to that appointment at the end of the week without anymore tantrums and that you would barely leave your playroom until then, when it was safe. "See you on friday"
