5▪ call me sadistic

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Dimitri's POV

I looked down at the girl as she whined and squirmed in her position, glancing up at me with pleading eyes.

Her soft whines and pleas were absolute music to my ears.

A smirk was etched on my face.

Call me sadistic but I loved the sound of her soft pain induced whimpers. I was the one causing her pain, and I was the one who could give her release.
She was helpless under my control.

Glancing down at her a second time I watched a she kept on squirming, silently begging me for relief.

I knew her knees had to be hurting right now, but that was exactly the point. This was part of her punishment.

The muffled sound of one of the men talking filled the background.
I wasn't really listening, right now I was enjoying the sight of my slave being punished.

The men in the room noticed where my attention was and followed it until they stared at my slave. Some of them looked away, feeling guilt or embarrassment for her and some didn't.

I didn't like that very much.

I didn't like the fact that men were staring at my slave.

When I directed my gaze back to the men, a had a look in my eyes.

The look basically said 'redirect your fucking eyes before I redirect them for you'.

I think they all got the message because from then on no one's eyes wandered where they weren't supposed to.

A pleading whine from my slave interrupted the stiff silence.

My sadistic smirk returned once again.

I wanted to hear her beg even more, but since she was a new slave I would go a bit easy on her.

"You may sit"
I said and at the she let out a sigh of relief. I watched as her body plopped down on the floor.

She stuck her bottom lip out and scrunched her face up to mimic anger.

Her attempt to look angry was quite cute, but the childish pout on her face was even cuter.

Thankfully the meeting was coming to an end.

All through the meeting my mind was made up on getting Kota back for making me do this.

"Do your job and do it right, that's all I ask of you"
I stated and was answered with multiple yes sir's.

With a sigh I got up from my chair and began to walk towards the door.

"Let's go, little lamb"
I called to my slave, not taking the effort to glance behind me.

As I walked out of the room I could hear the sound of her little feet trailing after me.

I sighed once more.

Well this should be fun

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