Titus in Wonderhell

Chapter 2

"You fucking twat. You're late." Eleanor scolded me. Her electric blue eyes shot through mine, but only for a second.

Eleanor wasn't ugly. In fact... she was beautiful. She had long, ivory hair that she usually wore in a bun with little metal flower clips. Her eyes were wide with big eyelashes and perfectly blue eyes. She had a petite nose that seemed to be red on the end from crying. 

The only noticeable thing that was flawed was her lips. They were beautiful. They could have been at least. But between all the crying and scolding... her lips naturally would fall into a frown. She had wrinkles from frowning which most of the ladies overlooked when they came to see her.

"I'm deeply sorry, madam. It won't happen again. I was deeply invested in a wonderful story and didn't notice the time." escaped my lips before i could stop the words from reaching the bitches ears. Her beautiful eyes turned satanic and cut deeper and deeper into my mind. Her lips turned into a thin line and I instantly regretted ever showing up and wishing I had taken the punishment for late attendance. The thin line, that was once her lips, slowly opened and the words came out like nails on a chalkboard. " What book? I haven't given you and books. Give it to me now you goddamn brat!". 

I looked into her eyes and took a deep breath. There was no way i was giving her my mothers artwork. I thought about my options but i didn't have time though. People like to say that time slows down when they need it... well I guess when you are already the unluckiest person in the world, it doesn't really matter to slow down. In my case, time seemed to speed up. 

 I knew there was no way that the books and I would both get out of here... uninjured. Before I could think of how to get out of there her soft hands, with her perfectly manicured hands, wrapped around my waist and she pulled me closer to her. I never really knew what would happen if i got terribly punished. I always got really uneasy when she did this because i knew she wanted to punish me. I couldn't, for the life of me, understand why she would want to punish me but I could imagine that it would be ten times worse than any other punishment, so I made sure i never found out. 

"Where the fuck are they? You tell me the truth right now,".  I knew that i would rather get mildly punished so i made up the best lie I could, "I made it up, my lady. I was far off near the stream, far past your territory so it took me a bit to get back." I said with fake confidence. She didn't believe me, perhaps because my voice kept cracking or because whenever I would lie, I would take my glasses of and clean them quickly. 

I knew it was coming. The worst punishment I would ever endure. Eleanor held me tighter and practically dragged me to the read room. The whole way there i was trying to wrap my head around what it could possibly be. We got there and she cleared all the servants out of the room. Yes, i was an orphan. She never officially adopted me and thank god of it. I never wanted to legally be apart of her family. 

 Usually when i was punished, she didn't mind doing it in front of the servants. That's when things really clicked in my brain. This wasn't any punishment... 

///NOTE FROM AUTHOR///

Hiya! So I am not going to be giving a description of what happens because it is very triggering. It is triggering to my friends, my sister, readers, and myself. Sorry to let you down if you were planning on getting off to this because its some disturbing kink.

have a nice day -Finn Drown