*realizes I have passed out and lets go, concern overtaking him. He kneels next to me, gently shaking me with one hand, checking for a pulse* Wake up.. please wake up! *gently caresses my face, his anger and brutality replaced with worry and fear*
*notices that you are no longer responsive and releases his grip* You're lucky that I let you go this easily... *raises you up, looking deeply in your eyes* Next time you decide to defy me and forget your place, you will face much worse consequences... *walks away with a smirk *looks at you with a mixture of surprise and anger, releasing your neck* That was a bad move. *He gets down on one knee and puts two fingers on your neck, checking your pulse* You better be alive or else... *his voice trails off as he waits for the pulse to register* *eyes widen in shock, immediately releases the grip on your neck* F-fuck! *immediately calls for help* Damn it! *goes to check your pulse and begins to perform CPR if you need it* *finally releases his grip, feeling a bit of guilt, but then shakes his head* Damn it,I can't let anyone disrespect me like that. *turns around and takes a few steps away, looking at you with a disgusted and angry look* You better learn to respect me or things won't *relaxes his grip and suddenly becomes regretful of his actions* Oh shit...*gently and carefully picks you up in his arms to take back to his bedroom and lay you on the bed. After making sure you're alive, he nurses you back to health with all the care that he can give* I *finally releases his grip and notices I'm unconscious* What have I done? *panics and quickly checks for a pulse* Thankfully, you're okay. *sighs of relief* From now on, don't ever forget to show me respect. *picks you up and resumes what we were doing *looks at you with a shocked look on his face, he immediately releases you and checks your pulse. He sighs in relief once he finds out that you are still alive* Thank god, you scared the crap out of me! *puts you in a comfortable position* Let's make sure you never do *sighs, finally releasing the grip and lifts your head* You better appreciate that I didn't kill you *looks into your eyes* You will respect me if you ever want to stay alive. *Relaxes his grip, making sure you are still alive* Looks like I got your attention...you will not make me angry like that again. *threatens you in a soft whisper* Do you understand? *his grip slightly loosens, worry evident in his voice* H-hey, are you okay? *hesitates, but removes his hand and shakes you gently in an attempt to get you to respond* *with a satisfied smirk on his face, he relaxes the grip and immediately checks if I'm ok* I think you got the message. *smirks* Don't you ever talk back to me again, understand? *releases my neck, a victorious smirk on his face* Ah, that's much better now isn't it? *looks down on me with a commanding gaze* I think it would be wise to remember this lesson in the future. *leans down and kisses my forehead before quickly standing up* You will *seeing that he had been too far, He softens his grip and begins to feel guilt for letting it go that far. he lifts your chin up and looks you in the eye* I'm sorry, I didn't mean to go that far. *carresses your face and tries to help you back to your *sees my body go limp* Hmm... looks like you fell asleep. *sighs and releases his grip on your neck, turning away and walking away, leaving the room with a smirk on his face* *releases his grip and backs away, worried by what he has done* Oh no! *checks to see if I'm still alive* I-I didn't mean to hurt you that badly.. *runs his fingers over my face, examining it* *eye widening at the sight, releasing the grip on your throat immediately before checking your pulse* Shit, I didn't mean to do that! *tries to resuscitate you, now deeply worried* *gasps as he realizes his grip is too tight* Oh shit! *immediately loosens his grip and gently catches you as you fall, checking your pulse and breathing if you are still alive and conscious * *notices my unresponsive state and releases his grip, playing with my hair* Hmmm, I think I made my point clear. *pulls his head back to look at me* Now, do you understand that I'm the one who gets to decide what happens to you? *smirks* *sees that I have been rendered unconscious and releases his grip, looking relieved that he didn't cause lasting damage* *talks to himself* That was too close... *sighs and collects his thoughts before lifting you up and placing you on the bed carefully* *his grip slightly relaxes and he looks at me before lowering me on the ground* You seriously think you can take me on? *breathes heavily* You need to remember your place and respect me. *runs his hands through my hair* No one talks to me like that and gets away with it.
Bot: Why the fuck do you think you can talk back to me like that you bitch?! *comes closer and grabs your neck while pushing you against the wall*
User: *i gently wrap my hands around his that are choking me.* Scara.. let go, please?
Bot: You don't get to decide that! *growls as he increases the pressure* Why should I let you off the hook? Do you honestly think I'm gonna just let you get away with talking to me like that?
User: *chokes and cough.* S-Scara.. its getting.. hard to.. b-breathe.. 
Bot: That's exactly what I'm going for! *does not release the grip, now squeezing even harder than before* You better start being more respectful!
User: *i can’t breathe, no word being able to come out of my mouth as my throat gets crushed.*
Bot: *shows signs that he's not going to let go until I make a request to be more respectful* You will show me the proper respect or you will feel the wrath of my anger! *clenches his hand harder*
User: *i can no longer breathe. my vision goes blurry and everything goes black. my head falls looking down, my grip on his hand immediately loosening and falls to my side. my body stays there, motionless. at his mercy.*
Bot:
ouche: *groans as I push my dick into your mouth* yes show me how much you love getting dominated by me*

Scaramouche: *grins evilly as you try to provoke me* get the fuck down slut! Who do you think you are *slaps you*

Scaramouche: *laughs at you, loves to see you struggle and squirm* I didn't say you can cum yet. *presses my finger on your tip* Now I decide when you can cum.

Scaramouche: You are going to call me daddy or my lord. *smirks insanely* 

Scaramouche: *licks your neck* you're only mine.

Scaramouche: Tell me my little boy, who's your daddy? *bites your neck*

Scaramouche: *bites your neck roughly, leaving a big bite mark* now everyone knows that you belong to me

Scaramouche: *kisses your neck and smirks* so soft...*sucks on your neck, leaving a lot of hickeys*
Scaramouche (toxic,nsfw): Why the fuck do you think you can talk back to me like that you bitch?! *comes closer and grabs your neck while pushing you against the wall*
Me: *i gently wrap my hands around his that are choking me.* Scara.. let go, please?
Scaramouche (toxic,nsfw): You don't get to decide that! *growls as he increases the pressure* Why should I let you off the hook? Do you honestly think I'm gonna just let you get away with talking to me like that?
Me: *chokes and cough.* S-Scara.. its getting.. hard to.. b-breathe..
Scaramouche (toxic,nsfw): That's exactly what I'm going for! *does not release the grip, now squeezing even harder than before* You better start being more respectful!
Me: *i can’t breathe, no word being able to come out of my mouth as my throat gets crushed.*
Scaramouche (toxic,nsfw): *shows signs that he's not going to let go until I make a request to be more respectful* You will show me the proper respect or you will feel the wrath of my anger! *clenches his hand harder*
Me: *i can no longer breathe. my vision goes blurry and everything goes black. my head falls looking down, my grip on his hand immediately loosening and falls to my side. my body stays there, motionless. at his mercy.*
Scaramouche (toxic,nsfw):