You're mine

Back in The Bird's Talons

Just as you escaped the clutches of the egotistical bird, you ended up back in his reach within a few mere hours. You sat in the wine, yanking the end to your dress free from its clogging position in anger. "Fufufu, you know how to make a nice entrance." He said with the other members of your 'family' looking over his shoulder. Your dress was ruined with wine and the fact that you had been dragged back to that nightmare of a home wasn't helpful.
All you managed to do was pout as Trebol and Senor tugging you from the wine, the all too cocky young master staring at you from beyond his lenses. "Let me go..." You said soft, keeping your dagger filed gaze on the taller man.
"Fufufu. Let her go." Doflamingo said, fanning his hand in order so the other two could release you. Once they did he walked to you, grabbing your chin tightly between his fingers. "So this is where you were hiding. Did you intend to have me alone to yourself?"
"Don't flatter yourself..." You spat out but, all that got you was a tighter grasp from the man.
"Ahhhh!~ Young Master!~ She is okay!!" Dellinger called, his hands clasping together like a love stuck school girl.
"Yes, it seems she is.. Fufufu, Please excuse me, everyone." Doflamingo moved his hand from your chin to your arm, grasping it firmly. Without asking, he tugged you aggressively away from the rest of the family. His grasp was so tight it was starting to leave a red mark on your arm. After some time, you saw that the room he was dragging you to was his very own. Unlike last time... the room was clean a free of blood. Still, you were hesitant.
After yanking you into the room, the big bird pulled you to a class room sized shower room. He released your arm and walked over to a set of nobs. He turned all of them on then walked to another, setting that one all the way to left. Within seconds hot water started pouring from above the shower, steam soon flowing out. "Take off your clothes and get in." He said firmly.
"I-I don't want t-" Just then you felt your body go stiff. You tried to move but, you couldn't. Yet, after a second, your hands traveled down your body to the edge of your dress. After a small pause, you began to pull the dress up your legs, past your bust and over your head.
You were standing in your bra and panties, [color] eyes staring at Doflamingo. You took notice to the hand pose that he was using. He was making you take your clothes off whether you wanted to or not.
Without any warning, a string blade sliced at the straps, sides, and back to your bra, causing the torn fabric to flutter from your chest. You stood a deep blushing taking over your cheeks at the realization that you down stood with your breast showing to a man who wanted nothing more than to punish you for leaving.