"Maybe hurting others is the only escape, that brief moment when pain becomes satisfaction."I grab her by the arm, lift her up and pull her to the training room. She struggles, trying to hold on to the dial on the door. She holds on so tightly, it's impossible to move forward.
— Let go of the fucking door, or I swear I'll break your arms in two!
I glare at her, my face closed. Aris was still clinging to the door. I step closer, threatening, grabbing her chin to force her to look at me.
— I want you to know that I'm going to carry out my threats, so if you value your arms, let go of that door right now.
— You're a monster!
Grabbing her wrist with both hands, she screams in pain as she collapses to the floor.
— Get up! Get up! Monsters only exist in the movies, but I'm your worst nightmare.
She remains on the ground, holding her wrist and writhing in pain. I blow out a breath and run a hand through my hair. I bend over and throw her over my shoulder to go into the bedroom. Then I lay her down on the bed. My protégée starts to sweat profusely.
— Little puppy, you've disrespected me. Education is important to me. You see? You're going to have to be trained!
I tell her as I tie her arms to the wall. She winces when I touch her wrist. I stand up and walk over to the record player, feeling her eyes on my back. The music starts playing after I put the record down."Beethoven's Egmont echoes throughout the room. I love to hear the harmony of the notes, which lend a tragic atmosphere to the scene. Knowing full well what is about to unfold, the choice of music is no accident. Moving slowly around the room, I grab the equipment I need.
The notes rise to a crescendo, giving me a feeling of over-excitement, and when I'm in this state, I give free rein to my darkest desires.
Aris Danger, my little puppy, your training begins...
I faced the bed where his body was restrained. Approaching it, I remove the towel that hides it. I looked down at his naked body and gently ran my fingers over it, it was covered with my mark, it was beautiful.
— Every time you're disrespectful to me, you'll be punished.
She starts laughing, a completely hysterical laugh, is she losing her mind already? No, I don't want to, it was too early for that.
— Wasn't breaking my wrist enough for you?
I look at my wrist. It's starting to turn purple and I shrug, bringing my eyes back to his face.
— Aris, you don't understand that I'm doing all this for you... It's normal to be punished when you're disobedient. What would Mother say if she saw that you'd damaged the face of her beloved son?
I tilt my head towards Aris, who is frowning. I don't care, she'll meet Mother soon. I'm sure they'll get along just fine.
Climbing onto the bed, I stand over her and blindfold her.
— Naughty little puppies can't see or hear in my world.
Returning to the record player, I turn up the sound to cover my movements.
It was time to get started!
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Obsessive Control ( Under publishing contract )
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