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“Alright.”
“Strip.” I’m not going to mince any time with pretenses. She should always be naked in my home.
That beautiful glow is back on her cheeks, and she hesitates.
“Are you going to obey or do I have to rip your clothes off?”
Her bottom lip slowly quivers, and for a moment, that terrible feeling comes back, but we’ve already established I don’t give a damn.
“Chris, I’m… I’m not…” Instead of letting her finish her plea for me to be nice and not make her get naked, I rip her shirt down the middle.
“I fucking gave you an order, and when you don’t comply, it pisses me off. By the end of the night you’ll either submit to me like you so clearly crave, or I’ll make you submit. Your choice, buttercup.”
She tries to step away from me with her shirt dangling around her arms, but I’m faster. Taking her by the arm, I guide her to the nearest table and bend her over it. It’s easy to pull her skirt off as she wiggles in my grip.
Her baby blue bra and bikini bottoms are a stark contrast to her lily white skin. It’s a gorgeous sight. The urge to lick every inch of her derails my anger for a moment.
As Jasmine struggles to get up, I lay on top of her, crushing her against the glass tabletop. Moving her hair away from her neck, I bend down and touch her heated skin with my lips.
“I’m going to make you pay for making me hunt you down little one. It’s not wise to test me and you’ve done so for far too long.”
“Get off me.” It’s adorable that she grits out her words, trying to sound feral. Her breath is too breathy and needy to be animalistic. Besides, I can feel the warmth coming from her pussy. She’s wet and wants this as much as I do.
“Not a chance in hell.”
“Please, you’re confusing me.” Her sweet little ass wiggles, and I can hear the need in her.
“Daddy will make it better, buttercup, but first you have a lesson to learn.”
Did I call myselfDaddy? Fuck, the sound of that is nice. Using her shirt, I tie her arms behind her back.
“You’ll learn that if you’re a good girl, you won’t feel pain. If you’re a bad girl, I’m going to hurt you in ways you can only imagine in your nightmares.”
I take a moment to let my words sink in. I’m sure she’s uncertain of what I mean. She’s too fucking innocent for me to be doing this, but she’s mine. At least until I’m done with her.
Running a hand along her covered pussy, I confirm she’s soaked through the material and I smirk to myself. “So fucking wet for me, little buttercup.”
Picking her up from the table by her arms, I lead her to my playroom. I shouldn’t put her in the bondage room but she makes me too angry to keep my sanity about me. It doesn’t fucking matter she hasn’t even taken a dick yet. She’s about to understand that Daddy means business, and her running away will always be punished.
“I can walk on my own.” Still so fucking bratty.
Moving my hand from her arms to her neck, I grip her until she stops trying to get away. Marching her down the hallway to the double doors, I growl. “Disobedience will not be tolerated from here on out. If I catch you running again, what I do tonight will be child’s play.” I spit at the back of her head as I push her through the doors.
She’s going to freak out because she’s never seen half the shit that’s behind this door. But she will know most of them by the time I’m done with my lesson. As the lights come on she gasps and stops dead in her tracks. I nearly run her over, but I steady us.
“Keep walking.”
“No… No way. What is…” I squeeze her neck and bend down so I can make sure she hears every goddamn word.
“Daddy is upset you ran. He told you to stay in your dorm. You were under orders to stay put because you went to the party and almost ended up in a bad situation. Instead, what does my buttercup do?”
I just claimed her verbally and when I do, she relaxes in my arms for a second before her sharp gaze scans the room.
“I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have left the dorm. Please, I don't know what… I.. what is all this stuff?” She realizes what she says and tries to look back at me but I keep my grip firm to the point she can’t turn her face. “I’ll be good. I promise. Please.”
Jasmine is frantic, but it doesn’t faze me. She will learn that unless I want her to do something, she won’t do it. Moving us further into the room, I feel her trembling. Taking her to the bed on the back wall, I decide to start easy. It’s not what the animal inside of me is demanding, but I’m also not cruel enough to put her on something more advanced. Yet.
Bringing the chain on the right post down to her arm, I untie the shirt keeping her arms behind her.
