"Darling you may talk like an angel but I know that your the devil in disguise "
WARNING18+ graphic and mature sexual content such as knife play , also may include swearing and have mentions of content preformed with out consent
I wake up in a pile of my own sweat from the dream I was having. It was a dream full of flashbacks of what master punisher did to me.
My mind was racing, and I needed a distraction now. I slid out of bed,changing into a fresh pair of panties and a checkered pair of short shorts with a simple white long sleeve crop top, I also decided to be a little risky and go without a bra to complete my outfit I tied my hair into a simple messy bun.
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Once happy with my outfit, I decided to explore the house a little. There was nothing new to see upstairs, so I trudged my way downstairs. It seemed like there was nothing new for me to explore until my eyes suddenly got distracted by a pair of double white doors. How did I not notice these doors before?
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I was so intrigued that my feet got a mind of their own and led me towards the door. I finally reached the door, and I hesitated at first, but I eventually grew some balls and reached my hand out for one of the door handles.
A loud gulp escapes my mouth as I slowly push down on the handle. As I was about to press open The door, my Freehand was being yanked away from the door.
I hit something with a soft thud " what the fuck are you doing " I looked up to my hands to see they were on a very chiselled chest; my eyes then make their way up to see a furious Mr Drysdale " well " he said while cocking his left eyebrow and shaking my shoulders slightly.
My eyes make their way to the floor as the fear takes over, not knowing what was going to happen when I explain my myself, " I'm sorry, sir. I woke up from my Nap and was bored, so I decided to explore, and I found these doors, and I didn't remember you telling me about them, so I decided to check them out ".
He grabs me by the shoulder, turning me aggressively towards the doors " you see these doors", he says while pointing to them I give him a small nod so I don't get myself into any more trouble. I soon feel his warm breath against my ear.
" If I ever see you again going into that room, I swear you won't hear the end of it, you little bitch. This is my home, and you will go where I fucking allow you to go. Do I make myself clear Bitch " a shaky breath manages to break free from my mouth, and as sick as this sounds, I was getting slightly turned on by how he was being right now
A tightness comes over my throat, and fuck, the sight of him holding my throat made the heat in between my legs grow " Bitch, I am talking to you. You're doing this on purpose. Aren't you thinking ignoring me is funny " being so turned on right now I decided to be a bit more naughty.
" yes, sir, I think it's funny. I like making you angry, " I manage to choke out while his hand is still wrapped around my throat. His mouth drops open at my smart ass reply, which causes a smirk to form on my mouth.
His hand grips my throat a little more tighter " what the fuck am I going to do with such a Bitch " he soon releases my throat, allowing me to breathe. He goes to storm away but taking my bitchiness another step further; I just had to get the last word in.
" well, you have a torture room for a reason " his eyes grow dark as he remembers why I was here.
My wrist was once again being yanked so that my ear was directly under his mouth " ok, you fucking Bitch let's play. Meet me there in 10 minutes," I gulp with the smirk still comfortably on my face. I had no words, so all I could was give a short nod.
Before I knew it, I stood alone in the hallway while sir went thumping up the stairs.
