I felt him stare down at me, "Kneel, you brat." he muttered, clearly pissed. I looked directly into his eyes, my eyebrow raising questioning him, biting my lip. I noticed I was biting it which is a nervous tick of mine so I stopped, not wanting him to get the impression I was nervous. I had no reason to be after all. Instead I turned my lips into a full on smirk challenging him. "No, actually I'm okay. I'm perfectly fine standing, and I'm perfectly fine with making my own decisions." I said as I pushed my finger into his chest harshly. He quickly grabbed a hold of my wrist, pulling my ponytail back forcefully with his other open hand. "OW YOU ASSHO-" he let go of my wrist and slapped me across the face. Not enough to hurt, but enough to have me stunned in shock. "You're sure you want to finish that sentence? Seems you're the one stuck here." He said smirking, pulling on my ponytail a bit harder to remind me of that. Tears were brought to my eyes but I refused to let them spill. "Well let's have some fun then, shall we you brat?" Xander muttered in my ear. - - - - - Fictional story in a fictional world. 18+ story, Hardcore Bdsm, Smut, DDLG, Possible CNC/ CNC age regression. TW in the beginning of those chapters. Please read at your own risk.
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