"C'mon darling, its only me~" He said with a grin, tracing his fingers along her collar bones.
"Get off! I'm not your darling and I never will be you sick fuck!" Mollie hissed, squirming about in the chair.
"Now, now..." He began, his patience wearing thin and his grip tightening on the girls slim shoulders, "That's no way to speak to me, is it Doll?" He growled, leaning in to Mollie's ear.
"I said GET OFF!" She cried, scared and agitated. The man backed away, his lips pursing into a sly smile, before a small chuckle echoed in the empty room.
"My apologies m'lady, where are my manners?" He said, carefully making his way around to her front.
"Let me introduce myself to you, my sweet. Floyd," The man said, his pale eyes almost glowing under the bright lights. "And may I say you look gorgeous this evening Mollie~"
She gasped, "H-how do you know my na-"
"Shh... quiet now poppet." Floyd whispered, leaning in to the girls face. He carefully pulled out a small pocket knife from his white coat, and with a flick the blade was pointed against her neck. She swallowed. Eyes darting. Lips trembling.
"N-no, pl-please I'm sorry!" She whimpered, her voice breaking. The man simply bit down on his lip and stared into her eyes.
"Dont be afraid darling..." He spoke softly, as if singing a lullaby. "So beautiful, so dainty, so delicate, so fragile and... breakable." He mumbled, gently drawing the blade along her skin, being careful not to make any cuts along the neck. He then dragged it along the girls clenched jaw and flushed cheeks, where he then made a long, thin slit. Mollie screamed in pain and shock and began to flail about, trying anything she could to get out of her bounds, but it was no use. Floyd growled, balling his hand into a fist, he swung a punch at the other side of her face.
"ENOUGH!" He exclaimed, as Mollie instantly froze up and began to silently sob. "Stay. Fucking. Still."
He placed the knife back away to his pocket and leant in once more, placing a knee between her legs for balance. Poking out his tongue, he delicately dragged it along the fresh cut, the familiar and satisfying metallic taste filling his mouth. He moaned softly, his tongue warm and soft against Mollie's sensitive skin. The blood dripped down Mollies neck and sent shivers down her body. All she could do was stay perfectly still, tears streaming down her face, eyes squeezed shut. He placed soft kisses along her jaw and neck, biting and nibbling as he went.
"Such a good girl~" Floyd said with a smirk once he pulled away. His eyes were wide and full hunger and lust for the girl, as he anticipated all the things he could do with her. He'd gotten a taste, and now he was hungry for more.
