Yandere Grell x Male!Reader

Some new rules

You slowly woke up, your body still aching and throbbing, turning your body to look behind you, startled at the sight of Grell, just sitting and watching you. You had almost forgotten you were here again. "Good morning my love~" you cut her off, "shouldn't you be at work or something...?" She growled and slapped you, though not quite as hard as usual. Maybe she was going easier on you since you just woke up. "How rude, you know better than to cut me off. And you best get used to the sight of me here sweetheart, I'll be working from home from now on, just so I can spend more time with you~. Wouldn't you just love that~?" You glared up at her, agitated at her peppy mood this early in the morning. "Oh joy." You muttered sarcastically, only to receive another, harder slap in the face from her. "Now I miss that sweet, soft side of you. You best clean up your act, my love, or perhaps we'll be reenacting yesterday's scene more often..." she got off the bed, clearly disgusted with you already. You tried to go back to sleep, closing you eyes, only to feel a sharp tug at your head as Grell pulled you out of bed by your hair. "Nap time's over, sweetheart. Go wash yourself up." You laid on the floor for a second then slowly tried to stand up, just now realizing you were unchained, limping over to the master bathroom. She watched your movements, letting out an annoyed sigh and walking over to you. "...Fine, I'll help you. You poor, injured little thing~. Sit here and I'll run the bath for you." She pointed to the edge of the bathtub, exactly where she had you sit last time you went through this. She undressed you and ran the water, eventually calming down, kissing your cheek. You looked away, and she gave you a look of disappointment. "What, do you want me to say I'm sorry or something? You knew what would happen if you ran away from me, and he got in the way! Love, why must you play so hard-to-get? Chasing you down was fun, but, I miss when you were so sweet to me, sweetheart. It'll come back, I suppose, even if I must force it. If that is the game you want to play~" she chuckled, then lifted you up and set you into the steaming hot water, whimpering as you felt it burn against your skin. She kissed your cheek, then caressed the side with the scars from her claw marks and the first time her death scythe was used against you. "I bet the warm water feels nice on your aching body, doesn't it, my love?" She looked at you, giving you a soft smile. You nodded to appease her, but her facial expression curled into another disappointed frown. "Still being silent, I see. Well, I suppose with some discipline, I could fix that too, but at least there's no attitude this time. A pleasant surprise~" she began taking the gauze off your neck, then slowly removed the large bandage from your leg. You were nervous as to what her definition of disciplining was, you hoped it would just be the continued slaps in the face, but you knew she was capable of much more, as you had seen yesterday. But yet she still loved you, and provided care for you as needed. With William now dead, neither you nor she had a boss, and she could easily, as she had said, work from home. This further limited your chances of escape, perhaps one day she'd need to leave for something, and you could break out of the window, just as you had planned to earlier. But this would have to happen later... or you could just find the key- it seemed to control everything in the house. She always wore the coat she kept it in, it wouldn't be too hard to get it if you stole it out of the middle of the night. Perhaps you should get her to trust you, but you'd have to submit to her, though you've done it before and hated every second of it. On the other hand, this way, you would avoid more punishments from her, making you able to actually move around without limping, thus making your escape easier. But perhaps as a last resort, if she threatens you and you're able to, killing her could be an option. If you had your death scythe, you knew she had it hiding somewhere. You just had to find it, and oh the trust you had to build up to be able to move around the house again- Your train of thought was cut off as she lifted you out of the water, you were honestly shocked she didn't slap you or anything to stop you from zoning out. Regardless, you now have 2 plans, both of them involve her trusting you. You had to be smart about this though, if you suddenly start being all sweet, she might suspect something- "It would be so lovely to hear whatever it is you're thinking about, your silence is so dreadful my love, although, William's cold shoulder did feel nice~. But it's different with you, love. Quit ignoring my presence." She delivered the last sentence as if it was an order, giving you a harsh slap in the face to accompany it. You nodded in compliance, then she slapped you again. "Did I not just say I wanted to hear you, love? Try again." You held your cheek, stuttering out a small "I won't." She seemed pleased with this, kissing the top of your head before wrapping your body with a towel. "Good boy." She praised you, then lifted you up; carrying you back to the bed and propping you up in a sitting position with pillows. You reached over, trying to grab the lounge clothes you wore to bed before your wrist was slapped. "Did I give you permission to get dressed, love? Since you've run away from me, there's going to be rules until I can trust you again! Am I clear?!" Well, trust is exactly what you needed to earn, so this worked out in your favor. You nodded, a harsh slap being delivered on your other cheek. "Verbal, love!" You whimpered, looking down and muttering a small, "yes, ma'am", but she was still dissatisfied. "Eye contact. Louder. And an apology is in order, thanks to your continued disobedience." You could tell she was growing more and more impatient with you, obeying out of fear that she'd do worse after this. You looked her in the eye, speaking a bit louder but your voice coming out shakier. "I'm sorry, mistress." Her eyebrows flicked up at this, her eyes widening in a moment of shock. She took no more than a second to condense her excitement, a smirk crawling across her lips, her eyes setting into a flirty, unfortunately lust-filled look. "'Mistress', hm? I think I can get used to that~. Say it again for me, love~" oh god, you should not have said that. Why the fuck did you say it in the first place- "what, I-I'm sorry...mistress?" Her smirk quickly became a wide grin, picking you up easily by your waist and kissing your lips. "It sounds so cute when you say it like that darling~ So sweet, so pure, almost at the brink of terror~! Aw, I could just treasure that look in your eyes, sweet thing. It excites me~" she put you down, and you felt your skin crawl as she said that last part. Please don't- "Ah, you're all beaten up already, you can hardly stand on your own! I know I'll have to put you through even more pain to get what I want, so you better be thankful that I'm considerate of you. Or else I won't think twice next time~. Also, from now on, you are to refer to me as your mistress, answer to me as a 'yes, ma'am' or 'yes, mistress', preferably the second one~. You must make eye contact when speaking to me. You may not do anything without my permission, and you will always be under my supervision. However, you may speak without being spoken to, as I just love hearing your sweet voice~. As for your resistance, well, I'm sure you know what will happen by now. Am I clear, my love?" You shivered a little, looking down, then making eye contact with her as you mumbled out a small "yes, mistress." She grabbed your jaw, flinching and trying to pull away as she brought her face closer to yours. "Louder, my love. When you speak, you must be loud and clear, and apologize for your actions when you've done wrong. If you don't know, I'll make sure you do, and failure to apologize will most certainly result in punishment." You felt a small tear run down your cheek as she gripped you harder, clearly agitated. "Yes, mistress. I'm sorry." She released you, smiling sweetly. "Good boy. Now you may get dressed." You shivered, taking the towel off and slowly getting dressed.