The Abuser is Abused

Chapter 2

Damien's POV

I heard the *Ding Dong!* of the door bell and started walking towards the door. "Ah ah ah! Nope! You have to make her wait" 

I sighed, worried for today's events. Today was the day.

"Remember, if she's not wearing 5 inch heels, you must punish her. No sympathy."  I heard the same voice say.

I fucking hate this job. I'd rather be back in school than do this.

7 1/2 MINUTES LATER

"Ok sweetheart! You can go now! Remember what I said. You know the  consequences for if you don't"

I mumbled a quick, "yes I remember" and walked towards the door.

I hate doing this to her. I regret signing up for this job every single day.

I opened the door, and saw her beautiful face. She looked nervous. The thing she doesn't know, is that I'm nervous too.

I shook of the good guy in me, and started with HER rules.

"You fucking bitch. I told you to wear 5 inch heels!" 

I mentally cringed at my own voice.

I saw Autumn take a deep breath then say, "I was never informed of this. You also don't have control over what I wear!"

I was shocked at her sudden confidence. She would usually apologize for what she did wrong and then I'd punish her. Even though she usually did nothing wrong to most people's standards. But HER standards were different.

I knew that SHE was watching through her set up cameras, so I thought up a double punishment. She would want that, right?

I focused on how I was looking at her. I had already started an angry look earlier, so now it needed to go to a worse look. 

"You're going to regret that" I said, pulling her by the hair and dragging her inside. She  let out a small grunt, and I continued.

(WARNING: HERE COMES THE SEXUAL, KINKY WEIRD SHIT. READ AT YOUR OWN RISK. )

AUTUMNS POV

He started to drag me up the stairs to his "play room"

He's always been into the whole BDSM, Fifty shades of grey type shit. We got into the room and he bent me over he's legs while he sat on his chair.

"Since you broke the rules AND you sassed me, you get double the punishment"  He said in a rough voice.

200 Smacks????!!! I was going to die

"Why aren't you saying anything! Do you need me to make it 300 hits and make you go over the rules?" He spoke.

Oh fuck.

"No sir, I don't. I'm sorry"  I said, trying to sound convincing.

"Hmm I think I do." He pushed me off his lap and sat up.

"We will go over the rules first." He said in a harsh voice. It almost looked like he was about to cry, but then he shook his head and went back to looking hostile.

I sat up by his bed, and he started with the rules. 

2 HOURS LATER

We were finally finished with the rulebook. It had many rules, like:

-When I say something, you must respond and call me Sir or Master

-Don't use a sassy tone while responding

-Don't hang out with other guys

I was dreading what would happen after the rules.

"I'll go over the hitting rules too. When I spank you with the whip, you must respond with the hit number and 'I'm sorry, Master' If you forget the number or wait too long, we will start over"

Here we go.

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