MJ FANFIC - Mr. BONDAGE (Complete) *RE-EDITING IN PROGRESS*

Chapter 17

This story contains strong vulgar words and strong sexual content. Viewer Discretion is advised.

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Michael's P.O.V

I found it hard to deal with this one, she was disobeying me constantly. How bothersome.

First, she had interrupted my judgments on a reciprocated piece model, 13 times in a row. At first, it was interesting, but I never approved it to be a representative of my former business.

Mr. Hoggan was in for it. He tried my intelligence at first, then played with my former antics with others and tried to become a balanced scale with me through the years.

But without even eyes, anyone could see the true dedication in model forging. That's why I'm V.I.P., and I hate it because I'm a sadist and that's all I care about at the moment.

Kristy, one with a mouth, holding a firm ass, and curves consummately put together. I
lust for it, it gives me more pleasure to punish her, knowing that she is incapable of leaving makes me powerful and the woman yet powerless.

She broke the barrier when she made a scene in front of all of those bitches. To be honest, she was right, but I dislike her behavior.

I grabbed her wrist, causing her to frown, and get frustrated with me.

I made sure no one occupied the vehicle and stepped foot inside.

"But I didn't-" She began

"Over my knee." I sighed, with a dark gander in my eyes, I took in a deep breath, pushing up the glasses that relaxed on the creases of my nose.

She was hesitant at first, but she displayed herself over my legs.

he smirked,

"Tch" he snarled, observing the ace down the middle of her round ass.

"MPH" She made sounds below, shifting her thighs uncomfortable on mine. Furthering the hard-on I developed when I first laid eyes on her soft ass.

He rapidly clutched her bum, and gripped it hard, choking the plump flesh, so hard that it puckered in his fingers.

"Aah! It hurts" Her reflexes grabbed my arm.

I chuckled and pushed her hands away.

"Now I know why you shouldn't wear panties, ...there's no need for them right?" He slowly licked across his bottom lip and shook his head. He pulls up the material slowly exposing her.

"What if someone sees" She panted.

"Shut up.." He sighs, now clenching his teeth in determination. He decides to grip her ass once more, raising his hand mid-high & strikes the right cheek with a rough squeeze.

"AHH! Michael!" She gasps, grabbing onto the seat.

"When I say shut up, and you disobey, you'll get more than just an ass whooping Ms. Hill" He glared at her, gripping her ass in the air and spanking it harder.

She squealed, biting into her index finger.

"Please stop!" She whimpered, pouting.

"If you do what I ask, I wouldn't have to punish you," he grunted, landing another harsh smack to her ass. She jerked her hips, she slammed her open palms onto the thick glass car windows.

At first, satisfying me with another lustful gasp, she brushed herself against my knee.

"Ohhh" She moaned, she bit down on her lip, strengthless, her head fell, and pulled back up to arch her body up lustfully.