POSSESSIVE

TWELVE

"Ahhhhhhhh," I screamed at the top of my lungs and jumped a meter high in the air. I was scared that much. What is this bitch doing in my apartment? I expected her to come running to my college to find me. I didn't expect her to break into the house. That too from the front door.

How did she find out about the apartment? No one knows where I live except for Joy and Bogum, and I know for a fact that none of them would ever betray me.

This is creeping me out even more. She would make such a good stalker.

"Shhhhh," she closed my mouth with her hand and tried to soothe me. Soothe me, my butt, she is making me angry. Just at the right time, the power was magically back, illuminating the whole apartment.

I breathed in relief. At least, now I can take revenge.

I tapped on her hand and she let me go. She shouldn't have because I punched her gut and then punched her pretty face while she was distracted.

"Oww," she cried out when my fist met her cheekbones. That should have hurt. I smiled proudly after punching her. Now that my fear is gone I'm back to my gusty self.

"How does it feel to get beaten like the creep you are?" I deadpanned and prepared my fist to punch her once more. Twice isn't nearly enough to please me.

I threw my fist in the air toward her but this time she caught my wrist in her ridiculously big hand and pulled me flush against her.

"I would rather have you beat my meat," she smirked, too sexily. I might have lost my mind if I found her sexy. And I'm too foolish to let myself blush in shame right in front of her. Her smile got bigger after seeing me flush in embarrassment.

"Let go of me, you pervert," I shrieked at her and struggled in his hold.

"But I'm done with you yet, little sub. You should be punished for running away like that," she smiled brightly.

Oww, my eyes. Something must have gone wrong with my eyes. That should be the case because no well in hell this bastard looks cute when she smiles.

I should get my eyes checked.

While I'm at it, I should get my brain fixed too. It's all the brain's fault for informing me that she looks attractive while smiling.

And most importantly, I should send this person in front of me to a mental asylum or better yet jail for the rest of her life. Should I fake my death and point my death at her head just so she is sentenced to jail?

"I'm suing you for sexual harassment if you dare to touch me," I warned her in a low voice. Oh, yeah I've given up on making her lose her arms. She is holding me too tight for me to get out of her forced embrace.

"Who said anything about touching you? Or were you hoping I spank you like last time?" She closed her face towards me.

"When did I say I want that?" I denied it with my face fully red. I should have just kept my mouth closed. She always rebukes me with something to make me choke on my words.

"You look pretty excited right now. Should I just punish you that way? Or should I tease you until you beg me to let you cum?" She asked in all seriousness. If possible, my face flushed an even brighter shade of red. This asshole doesn't have anv filter in his mouth.

"You...you're extremely shameless and an asshole. Let me go before I shout for help," I cursed at her.

"I don't want to," she picked me up in her arms like a child and walked into my room as if she had been in there before.

"What are you doing? Let me go," I screamed louder in panic. Don't tell me this bastard is going through her words.

She picked up a bag on her way to my room too. I glance at it from the side of my eyes.

Don't tell me she brought some perverted tools to punish me. I shouldn't have imagined it. Before I knew it, everything that I had read in smutty novels flashed through my brain. I blushed even more and cursed my brain for remembering something smutty in this situation.

There is nothing hot about this situation.
She dropped me on my bed and handed me the bag she brought.

"Change into this. I'll give you half an hour to get ready," she said and left the room.

What the fuck? Who is she to command me around like that?

I glared at the door and thought about my situation. How should I escape? Should I jump down from the balcony?

I walked to the balcony and looked down. Within a second, I backed away with a pounding heart.

There wouldn't be any joint bone left in my body if I were to jump down from here.
I gave up on the "escaping through the window" plan.

I should just ignore her presence and get back to watching Netflix. I did just that. I plopped on my bed and reversed the series to where I left when the power cut off.

"If you're not ready in half an hour I'm coming in to dress you myself," Ms. Asshole warned from the outside. I groaned and dragged myself out of the bed. I can't give her any reason to get her paws on my body. I know she's waiting for the opportunity to molest my innocent mind and body.

I stripped down from my clothes and emptied the bag she brought on the bed. The bag contained a little sexy dress and panties. No bra. I huffed in frustration.

I can't go out without the undies so I compromised and pulled on the panty she brought. As for the undies I own, all of them are in the laundry basket. I was going to wash them tomorrow and so I couldn't wear them.
I then pulled on the dress. I simply brushed my hair a little bit and no makeup because I want her to know she is taking me outside at her will. I don't want to go.

"You look beautiful, baby," she came into the room and checked me out from head to toe. I rolled my eyes at her compliment. She doesn't have to remind me. Also, who is she calling baby? That's so cringy.

I brushed the knots away and turned around.

"Eeeeek," I squeaked in alarm when I saw my dildo in her hand. The very same dildo I had used a few hours ago because I was feeling horny. I now regret leaving it on the bed. Why am I so lazy? I shouldn't leave such things on my bed.

She brought the dildo up to her lips and licked the whole length.

"Sweet," she smirked at me.

"Don't you know not to touch others' things?" I snapped at her and snatched the dildo back.

To save myself from the embarrassment, I walked past her and out of my room.

"Aren't you coming?" I threw at her and walked to the entry of the apartment.

A little bulb lit up in my head and seeing my chance to escape, I sprinted out of the door. I wasn't wearing any slippers. I was barefoot but that didn't stop me from running away.

That bastard came prepared because I couldn't have run far from my apartment. Heck, I was in between the floor I live in and the floor below when suddenly the panty I was wearing vibrated against my clit.

"Oh my fucking God," I moaned and almost fell to my knees. The vibration was so intense that my feet stopped moving. I clenched my thighs together because I was overwhelmed by the vibration.

"You shouldn't run away like that, baby girl," the asshole came with black pumps in her hand. She crouched down and made me wear them while I moaned and squirmed.

"Stop it," I gritted out. Instead of turning it off, she lessened the vibration. Not by much.

"Now, be a good girl and walk with me obediently. I'm sure you don't want others to know you walk around with vibrating panties, do you?" She smirked and motioned me to walk forward.

I humped and walked into the elevator while I planned her death in my head.

I swear I will make her pay for this. I seethed inside.