Suffer

The devilish smile upon her lips betrayed the choice the girl opted for. She discarded the paddle, and pulled out a knife instead. Your eyes widened at the sight of the steel blade, once more attempting to escape your binds- pointlessly. She cut the distance between you, running the blade along your stomach ever so slightly. You merely felt the cold shiver of the steel on your skin.

"If you stay obedient, I wont have to draw blood. Now, who is your queen? "