“Excuse me?” You had him up against the wall like he normally does to you, holding something leather in your hand, your free hand around his neck as you practically growled at his stupid smirk.

“Told you that you can’t be submissive, love”

“Oh, I can’t?” Taking a wild step back you placed the leather object around his neck, quickly attaching the two parts together on the side of his neck, tugging - hard.

It was so taught it dug into his skin, his feet lift off the floor as he gasped on his tip toes, gasping for any kind of air.

You held it there for a minute and smirked, watching him struggle and kissing his jaw. The look of sheer panic in his face was thrilling, petting his butterfly sweetly.

“Now… What was it you were saying?” You cooed into his ear and let go of your grip, a choking gasp coming from him, “are you going to submit to me, baby?” You said threateningly, tugging on the leather again, inch by inch, the red on his neck making you smile.

He gasped again and said, “yes, yes ma'am, yes fucking ma'am”.

With a grin, you pinned the choker around him snugly, taking a step back to examine his heaving body, arms behind his back where you had tied them earlier.

“What to do with you…” You hummed and took out a small rope, tying it to the circle hook in the front of the choker, pulling a few times to make sure the rope was tight enough.

“C'mon. You’re going to eat me out until you’re blue in the face” and with another quick tug he was moving, dragging his feet behind him , completely submitting to you.

Move on, leave, run away, escape this place… but don’t forget about me, about us, about this town. Always remember where you come from so you can appreciate how far you’ve come.
—  c.j.n.
You claim to love her, inside and out, but the only time you call her beautiful is when it’s 3 in the morning and I’ve already turned you down.
—  girls tell each other everything, c.j.n.