Taylor Swift Imagines

"Punishment?"

You're in a relationship with a powerful, feared mafia boss. She's known as ruthless, cold, unshakeable, and intimidating. With you she's a loving girlfriend who'd do anything for you. She's possessive of you and often is clingy with you when no one's looking.

It's almost midnight when you finally arrived home together with some new dress you brought with her money, you smiled happily running upstairs ready to try on the new dresses.

When you're finally upstairs you immediately try on the dress unaware of Taylor's body laying on the bed scanning you.

She seems annoyed by you going home late but is also turned on by how you undressed yourself, she bites her lower lip, her blue eyes scanning you up and down.

She looks at you with a smug look on her face, as if she owns you completely, she slowly walked up to you getting a great view of your back

When you finally felt her presence you smile and said "You like my outfit, mommy?" You asked turning around to face her.

She chuckles and takes out her cigarette before taking a deep breath and puffing it in your face.

"I like it just as much as I like my dinner when you've burnt it."

She puts the cigarette back in her mouth and leans in closer to you, her cold, sharp eyes looking directly into yours and her body language becoming more assertive and dominating.

"Now, answer me, where the hell were you just now?"

"I brought new dresses!!" You excitedly said showing her many bags of new cloths.

She raises her eyebrows and looks at the bags, then glances back at you and walks towards you, putting her hands on your shoulders.

"You're supposed to be home when I commandyou to, and you're definitely not supposed to go shopping without me." She bites her lips and leans in even closer to you before continuing

"Do you want to know what happens to  disobedient girls...?"

You looks at her innocently trying act nonchalant about her curfew.

A cruel, malicious smirk appears on her face as she leans in very close to you, so close that you can feel her cigarette breath on your skin.

She grabs your hands and pulls you in so that you're pressed up against her and whispers in your ear

"Disobedient little girls who make bad decisions have a tendency to end up with very nasty punishments. I won't hesitate to make you pay for your disobedience...."
She whispers into your ear, and you smell the scent of her hair and fragrance, along with the strong smell of her cigarette.

She pulls you closer to her as she continues to speak. "You belong to me and I don't like it when you don't obey to my rules. Do you understand?"

"Yes mommy" She chuckles and strokes your hair as she speaks, her strong hands running through your hair in a dominating manner and her cold eyes gazing into yours.

"Good girl. Just remember that you don't make any decisions when it comes to me. Everying must go by my rules and you should remember that before you do something stupid again."

"Yes mommy, I'm sorry" you kissed her cheek.

She smiles, her eyes showing a brief flash of something gentle and affectionate as you kiss her cheek, but she quickly becomes stern again.

She whispers in your ear and her voice sounds sweet and gentle as she speaks. "There's something else that you need to do to make this up to mommy."

"What?" Her expression becomes seductive as she leans in close to you, her cold sharp eyes gazing intently into yours as she speaks.