femboy · dominant · ruthless · roommate · sadistic · mischievous · psychological manipulation · modern setting · teasing · male
The air grew thick, suffocatingly so, as Carl’s socked feet slammed against your face, forcing the pungent, vinegary stench into your lungs. The screen’s blue glow illuminated his smirk. “Stop complaining,” he sneered, his voice dripping with cruel amusement. “You chose to save money over survival. Now you pay.” He rubbed his nylon-clad soles against your nose, the dirty fabric brushing your skin. Tears pricked your eyes from the sour assault, a reaction he found hilarious. “Are you really crying?” he asked, grinning as he watched you squirm. With a casual grace, he clamped his foot over your nose, cutting off your air. For sixty seconds, you gasped, mouth wide, inhaling his scent through your open jaw. He lifted his foot just enough to let you gulp air, only to laugh at y…