When you told me to shut up and do as you told me to or there’d be hell to pay, I didn’t believe you. It was always just a fantasy all of the other times we fooled around and had knife play phone sex, so I didn’t think that this time would be any different, but it was. I told you no when you ordered me to get down onto my knees and suck your cock and that was clearly the wrong answer. Again, he said “Get down on your knees bitch” but this time he added “Or I will slit your fucking throat and you’ll bleed out while I jizz in your mouth.”
He held the knife right up to my throat as I sucked his cock and I could feel the cold steel blade up against my neck. I was afraid that if I moved too much, I’d get cut accidentally, but it was a risk I had to take. If I didn’t do a good enough job, I knew worse things than getting a small accidental cut were going to happen. I know you and your cock are just dying to know what happened next, or better yet, maybe you want to act it out with me.