Call her bluff

You smile calmly at the young blonde, pretending to ignore the threat of the knife she holds. This kind of bravado is what you are best at and you read the hesitation in her eyes when she realizes she might have to use that knife.

"You didn't come here to kill me, and you know it," you say with a smooth chuckle. "You came here because your cunt is on fire." She shakes her head angrily, but you see a flicker of shame in her eyes. "You're here because I walked away earlier without fucking you. You begged me to use you and I walked away." The knife in her hands is wavering more than ever, this is when you'll know if this tactic is going to work. "You don't know how to handle that." If she doesn't come at you now, she's not going to.

"You have a thing about older men, men in authority," you continue. "You want to be controlled, taken, used."

"No!" she almost shrieks in protest. "Delete the videos! Delete them or I'll kill you! I'll fucking kill you!"

"No Tamara, you won't," you say with a lot more confidence. "The only thing that's getting stuck in anyone is my cock in your tight little cunt. That's what you came for." You lick your lips in anticipation. "You want me to finish what I started, don't you?"

"No! If you fucking touch me I'll kill you!" she wails, her chin trembling with strain.

"Then you'll have to kill me Tamara," you chuckle, stepping towards her. "Because I'm going to fuck now, just like you want me to do. I'm going to use you like the little fuckpig you know you are."