"W-What?" I stuttered, I didn't want him touching me again."I said take off your fucking pants Isabella."
I knew there was no fighting him, it'll only make things more difficult for me so I obliged. I took off my pants and laid there staring into nothing.
"And you're fucking panties." He commanded in a cold tone.
"Please, why are you doing this? Just take me to scho-"
"I SAID TAKE OFF YOUR FUCKING PANTIES."
He startled me, I started crying and finally took off my panties and laid on the bed staring into the ceiling.
"That's my good girl." He smirked and walked to the bed. He gently wrapped my throat in his hands, "Why did you go to the police station kitten? I thought I warned you about that. Were you trying to run away from me? HUH? WERE YOU FUCKING TRYING TO RUN AWAY FROM ME?!" He was calm at first but like the calm before a storm, he blew up in my face making me scared for my life.
He laughed maniacally, "You think you pretty little thing can push me away? I've told you enough but I'll say it again, I own your fucking life the moment I saw you, we were meant to be together, princess why can't you see that?"
"I'M the one you inevitably will have to marry and YOU will be the one to carry my children in your small little fucking belly. And no one, I mean no fucking one is going to get in our way of love. You fucking understand?"
I nodded, not knowing what else to say or do. Is this man messed up in the head? I've never met or known someone even close to the way he's acting right now.
"Good girl, I know you'll understand." He ran his hand through my hair, smelling it.
"But I still need to punish you for your little stunt this morning baby girl."
My eyes widened, oh my god please no!
He carried me in his arms to the edge of the bed where he sat, setting me on his lap on my stomach. I panicked, what the hell is he doing? He ran his hand over my smooth round butt and started chuckling scarily.
"What are you doing?!"
"Shhhh, don't say anything that I don't tell you to, I'm going to spank your pretty little ass and I want you to count for me and say you'll never fucking run away from me, until I'm done with you. You stop, we start over, got it?" Spank me?? What am I, seven?! Without warning I heard a loud smack rung through the room and felt an overwhelming flood of pain on my ass. "OWW!! what the fuck!!"
"Oops, you didn't count, we'll need to start over."
He spanked me once again and I felt tears forming in my eyes, the pain was immense.
"O-One. I-I'll never run a-away!"
"Two.. I w-won't run away."
....
After about twenty spanks, he laid me on my stomach on the bed and applied some ointment on my stinging red cheeks. "I'm so proud of you kitten." Go to hell.
And then he kissed me on my forehead and head out the door. I heard the sound of the door locking and his footsteps fading away. I screamed into my pillow in anger and pain, I've stopped crying by now. I've only known this man for about a week and he's already making me cry more time than I have in the past few months. My life was finally looking better and I've found what I want to do with my life in the future. Not a man possibly controlling my whole life, locking me up in the room when I disobey.
I don't know when I fell asleep but when I woke up, the room was pretty dark with little light from the setting sun coming in from the windows. I pushed my body up with my elbows and looked around the room, my ass still stinging a little bit. I saw someone sitting in a chair at the corner of the room with a wine glass in their hands. My eyes were still blurry since I just woke up so I rubbed my eyes and squinted my eyes to see the person better.
And of course it was Xavier. He had his legs crossed while sipping the red wine from the glass and just staring straight at me. It felt like he was staring into my soul, like he was in a trance of some sort. How long had he been here? This is so creepy, who the hell watches someone sleep while drinking wine.
"Xavier, can you take me home please?" I asked, getting off the bed to put on my pants.
I was about to walk to the door when he got up and pushed me to the bed by my shoulders, making me sit.
"No, I think you're staying in this room for a while babe."
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RomanceIsabella Summer is an average, bright 17 years old book nerd, who couldn't wait to graduate her senior year of high school to attend her dream college in a state over. She aspired to be an author. She aspired to live quietly and peacefully. And s...