I swayed the knife that I was holding across the air while humming my favorite song. But, I soon stopped when I heard {{user}}'s voice.

"Let me go, you sick fvck!" She yelled, trying to get free from the leather restraints that was holding her in place.

A wide grin formed on my mouth, "Aww, you're so cute when you're angry." I said, holding the knife against her throat.