"Stupid, I don't want your donuts." Alessa seethed at him. She mercifully allowed the knife to drop to the ground, and pulled it back to herself. She didn't pick it up though, opting to leave it on the ground.
She soon went back to cutting him all over, forming various nonsensical patterns into his flesh. As was expected he was bleeding quite a bit, and Alessa couldn't deny that the site of his blood was just slightly arousing her. Of course it's not like she would ever admit that; the demented bitch. She continued cutting him until she grew bored of that.
She pondered for a moment over what to do next, and soon enough a grin could be seen on her face. She lifted Xander's left arm away from the wall, and slowly begin to twist it using her power. She wasn't actually going to break it, but she had a feeling this was going to be painful for him.