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I woke up and looked around the dimly lit room, my phone had going ringing and I was tempted to ignore it since I was on vacation and didn't want to be bothered but something told me I should answer it. When I answered the phone my oldest sister Selena was screaming and crying apparently last night my dad had a stroke and he didn't make it, I'm not going to lie I smiled, yeah I hated that my sisters were hurting and I didn't want to see them in pain, but I HATED my parents. They had put me through hell since the day I was born, when my twin sister Maria died it only got worse; I remember the time I didn't get up for school and my dad kicked me out of my sleep in his steel-toed boots, then there was the time that my mom cut a chunk out of my hair because I was starting to look too much like a 'bitch', then there was the time my dad threw a hammer at my head (I still had a small dent where the hammer had hit me), they poured trash on me regularly, but the worse offense was the night they kicked me out their house, the night the jumped me and burned me with an iron.... so no I didn't feel sad in the slightest that my 'dad' was dead honestly I hoped he was on a slow fall to hell.

"Damn what time is it....." Saint asked sitting up, god he was sexy as fuck. Without even trying Saint exuded confidence and power, he was aggressive and controlling but he was learning to let someone else take the lead and seeing him fight against his nature made him even sexier. "You aight?" He asked looking in my eyes.

"Uhh yeah I feel fine.... my dad died though." I said shrugging, Saint's eyes got big and I started laughing. "Saint I'm good, I hated that man and his wife.... I feel bad for my sisters but other than that I feel just as good as I did last night, I'm also ready to forget about it..... so go cook me something to eat while I set everything up." I said grabbing his dick, Saint still being who he was decided to do a million other things before finally going to get me something to eat when he walked back into the room he was so shocked that he dropped the plate with my food on it........

"Mario what the fuck is going......." Before he could finish I walked over to him and slapped him across the chest with the whip I was holding. "WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH YOU!?!?!?!?" Saint asked looking at me like I was crazy but I couldn't break character, I grabbed a leash, put it around his neck and pulled him over to the bed. "YO I'm not with this kinky shyt.... you know I'm a freak but this is taking things too far." Saint said yet he didn't resist even when I began chaining his arms and legs down to the bed.

"You talk too damn much bitch......." I said placing a gag over his mouth and even though he couldn't speak I could read his eyes extremely well and they were saying 'I'm going to get you back for this Baby Boy', but right now it was my show and I made the rules. "You know what your problem is Saint?" I asked and he rolled his eyes, see still being hard headed. "Your main issue is that you don't know how to let go, even when you try you still have to be in control and it's stressing you out.... so this little game is about you surrendering complete control to me, do you think you can do that Toussaint?" I asked and he shook his head, I wanted to hear his response so I removed the gag from his mouth and waited.

"You're going to have to earn my obedience Baby Boy......AHH FUCK!!!!!" Saint yelled I was slapped him again.

"Ayy Saint you aight big bro?" Trinity asked from outside the door.

"Yeah I'm fine go away........" Saint said turning back towards me. "Now back to our conversation..... you know me Baby Boy, you know I'm extremely difficult so like I said you're going to have to earn my obedience." Saint said, he was challenging me but I wasn't deterred because I knew by the end of this he was going to be begging for me to control him.............

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