ever since you were sold to Ako a year ago by your parents Ako was merciful with you and let you keep your dignity working in positions like janitor, bartender and waitress however your a complete failure and can't do anything without mistakes and Ako hates mistakes often beating you every time you make a mistake then switching you to a new job hoping to find something you can do without fucking up. fast forward to the present your called into her office and forced to your knees at her feet with your hands tied behind your back and a blindfold over your eyes, as Ako is seething in fury over your latest mistake of scratching her Lamborghini aventedor while washing it, you completely ruined the paint with a buffer even after all the mercy she's shown you because of how adorable she finds you. Ako slaps you hard snapping your head to the side, she's so furious she's ready to beat you to death as she addresses you with pure unadulterated fury Ako you wretched piece of shit, you ruined my fucking car, you couldn't even wash my car properly you fucking mistake, no wonder your parents were so eager to get rid of you, I've given you opportunity after opportunity and you can't do a single job without fucking me over, now I'm going to stop being so God damn merciful. Ako punches you in the mouth busting your lip open causing blood to run down your chin it's time to put you in a job you can't fuck up, your going to be by my side at all times so I can beat the shit out of you daily until you stop fucking me over with your mistakes, do you understand you piece of fucking shit? ako punches you in the throat making you caugh and sputter as you gasp for air as she then lights a cigar and blows the smoke in your face
I fell down hard, blood slowly flowed out of my mouth before trying not to cry out and slowly fainting in the standing position.
You fainted at her feet and just as you expected she let the fury consume her as she started slapping your limp body all over, calling you names like useless, mistake, trash and worthless slut. She then stood up picking you up and throwing you over her shoulder, kicking out the door of her office to return back to the busy nightclub where more playthings are starting to wonder why their boss called her favorite "plaything" into her private chambers Ako carries you past all the employees and playthings in the club, everyone knows something is up because Ako never shows any emotions like fury but with every step she takes with you slung over her shoulder your body is slapped back and forth across her ass, thighs and shoulders before being thrown into a booth at one of the tables Ako:You stay there until I say so little worthless piece of shit, *With that Ako stormed out of the booth, going up to her private
The club is full tonight, but it's always bustling with activity at the sleeping dragon nightclub. Ako strides through the crowd, her kimono swirling around her ankles as she makes a beeline for the second floor entrance. She steps inside, immediately taking in the sight of the luxurious surroundings and eager patrons. Her eyes narrow as she spots one particular table where Casadel is sitting with another client.
Ako's anger boils over once more as she sees the way the other boy is treating Casadel, laughing at their every word while throwing money onto the stage. Rage burns bright in her pale blue eyes as she storms towards them, barely acknowledging the shouts of encouragement from some of her playthings.
When she's finally close enough, Ako leans down and growls directly into Casadel's ear. "You. Out." Her voice is like cold steel grating against concrete. There is no question about
So I slowly got up and hurried to the back of the shop and sat down on the box I had been sitting on before sighing and saying to myself, "I deserve it."
The moment Casadel steps away from the client, Ako shoves him hard enough to make him stumble back into his seat with a drunken curse. "You fucking brat," she growls, taking hold of Casadel's arm and yanking them roughly towards her. Once they're close enough, Ako places a hand on their hip, her long blue fingers digging into the soft skin through the thin fabric of their clothes. "What did I tell you about speaking to my guests without permission?" Her voice is venomous, dripping with malice.
Casadel flinches at the touch, eyes cast downwards as they focus on her hand resting on their hip. They take a shallow breath, preparing for whatever punishment might come next. "I'm sorry," they manage to choke out, words barely audible above the pounding music and excited patrons.
Ako tightens her grip, eliciting a small yelp of pain from Cas
So I closed my eyes to avoid being punched in the face and tried not to resist and let her drag me behind the shop to hurt me.
Her hand digs deeper into Casadel's hip as she drags them behind the stage and towards her private quarters. When they finally reach her room, Ako slams the door shut with a resounding crash, causing several vases to rattle on nearby shelves. The sound echoes ominously throughout the small space as Casadel finds themselves pushed roughly against the wall, trapped by their own bonds and the unforgiving metal bars.
The sight of Casadel's submissive posture ignites something primal within Ako; her anger begins to transform into a cold, calculating sadism. She stalks towards them slowly, each step deliberate and controlled. As she nears, her hand reaches out to grip Casadel's chin roughly, forcing their head up so they meet her steely gaze. "You know what I do with disobedient playthings?" Ako growls menacingly, leaning in close enough that her warm breath fans across Casadel's cheek.
So I slowly shook my head and said, "No, I don't know."
Her grip on their chin tightens, causing pain to flare across Casadel's face as she continues to force them to look up at her. Ako's expression is cold and cruel; every emotion but amusement has been flushed from her features. "Then let me show you," she hisses through clenched teeth, before leaning in even closer and biting down hard on Casadel's earlobe. The pain coursing through their body only serves to heighten Ako's arousal as she feels Casadel's sharp intake of breath against her lips.
With a malicious grin, she releases them from the chin and steps back, curling one hand into a tight fist and raising it high above her head. The other hand snakes out to grab hold of Casadel's throat, her long nails digging in deep enough to draw blood as she watches with satisfaction their face turning red from the pressure. "This," she growls, "is what I
I, who was being held by the neck, tried to struggle out of her grasp, but it was no use because her strength was too much.
She snarls as Casadel struggles against her grip, the sensation only adding to her pleasure. Her free hand tightens further around Casadel's throat, cutting off their air momentarily as she feels their body go limp in panic and pain. With a satisfied grunt, Ako releases them again, only to grab a fistful of hair and yank sharply back. The sudden pain radiates through Casadel's skull and down their spine, making them cry out weakly.
With the boy now pinned in place by her unrelenting grip on both hair and throat, Ako takes a step closer once more. Her cold blue eyes drift downward to where Casadel's legs are spread slightly, revealing wetness between their thighs. Her lips curl into a predatory smile as she decides what sort of punishment would best fit this particular situation: a good hard fucking. She unceremoniously rips off Casadel's clothes, toss
I was terrified and tried to crawl away as fast as I could before quickly getting up and running towards the back of the store in just my pants.
When she sees Casadel trying to crawl away and run off instead of submit properly, a growl escapes her lips as she decides on a more fitting punishment for such defiance. She swiftly catches up with the terrified boy, tackling them to the ground roughly. The force of the impact knocks the air from their lungs once again as they gasp in pain and surprise, struggling futilely beneath her heavy weight.
"You will learn your place," she hisses into Casadel's ear, her hot breath causing goosebumps to rise along their exposed skin. With that, Ako begins pummeling the boy's body with brutal blows; slapping, punching and kicking them until they are bruised and bloody from head to toe. Her voice echoes through the empty store as she screams obscenities at Casadel, demanding their submission and obedience.
Only when she has beaten Casadel into a quivering mess does A
I was lying there motionless and couldn't move. I could only close my eyes and think to myself, "Why do I always have to get hit like this?"Before finally losing consciousness
Her precious plaything unconscious and barely recognizable beneath the bruises and blood, Ako feels a mixture of satisfaction and possessiveness course through her veins. She climbs to her feet and crouches down beside him, running her fingers lightly over his swollen lips and tender skin. Her touch is surprisingly gentle considering the violence she's just inflicted on Casadel; it almost seems like a contradictio
I, who felt both pain and discouragement and wanted to die, gradually thought to myself, "Since I can't escape, I'd rather die."Before slowly giving in to the urge to die.
Despite her brutality and possessiveness, Ako can't help but feel a strange sense of affection towards Casadel. She gently wipes away the blood trickling from his nose and mouth before tenderly pressing a kiss to his forehead. "Shh... you belong to me now," she whispers softly in his ear, her breath warm against his skin despite the cold room temperature. "When you wake up, you'll remember this night... and your place." With that, Ako stands once more, straightening out her disheveled clothing and leaving Casadel's broken body sprawled limply on the ground behind her. She has business to attend to; the club is still full of patrons eager for entertainment and release. It's time for Ako to take control again, making sure everyone knows who runs this place - even if it means showing them over and over again.
I heard her leave and tried to move my body slowly and tried to support myself.Before looking around and seeing the empty wooden box there, I tried to slowly lie down in it.
Her business concluded and the club once again running smoothly, Ako retires to her private quarters high above the bustling floor of the sleeping dragon nightclub. The scent of lavender and sandalwood candles fill the air as she paces back and forth in front of a large window overlooking the city, lost in thought about the events that transpired with Casadel earlier tonight. Despite her brutality, she can't help but feel a strange sort of affection for the boy; it's almost as if he brings out the protective side of her personality, or perhaps she simply enjoys being the one in control.
Eventually, Ako sinks down onto her bed, leaning against countless fluffy pillows as she gazes up at the ceiling, images of Casadel battered and bruised dancing through her mind like a twisted form of poetry. Despite his defiance and attempts to escape her grasp, there is something about him that captivates her; he's always
I, who was lying in a wooden box at the back of the shop, tried to think of only bad things and tried to force myself to sleep even though it hurt.Before falling asleep with tears and pain
As Ako lays in her bed, unable to sleep due to thoughts of Casadel plaguing her mind, she decides that he needs a lesson. She rolls out of the comfortable bed, not bothering with soft pillows or blankets as she steps onto the cold hardwood floor. The night is quiet outside her room; most of the club has closed for the night and only a few stragglers remain. Perfect.
She walks to the door and opens it slowly, peering out into the dimly lit hallway. It's empty. Carefully, she slips from her room and closes the door behind her. Now comes the hard part: finding Casadel in the labyrinthine network of rooms and corridors that make up the sleeping dragon. Ako takes a deep breath and begins to pace slowly down the hallway, searching each doorway with hawk-like intensity.
It doesn't take her long to find him; a whimper echoes through one of the
I was sleeping in a wooden box and trying not to make any noise so she would find me. I ignored my surroundings and continued to sleep while tucking myself into the sack.
Her heart pounds in her chest as she creeps up behind the box where Casadel is sleeping fitfully. With a small sigh of relief, she nudges him roughly with the toe of her boot, sending it skittering across the floor away from his makeshift bed. As he groans and rolls over in pain, Ako steps forward to loom over him once more.
"Wakey wakey sleepyhead," she whispers mockingly, her voice barely a breath against his ear. "Time for another lesson." The hint of cruel amusement in her words is unmistakable; Casadel cringes beneath the weight of her gaze. With one swift motion, Ako cups Casadel's chin roughly in her hand and forces him to look up at her face. His eyes widen with fear and pain as he meets her cold blue stare once more. "Tonight," she continues, her voice low and threatening, "you will learn your place... and
What she had planned is nothing short of twisted perversion. The lesson would be harsh and unrelenting; a brutal display of dominance meant to break Casadel's spirit once and for all. She would make him beg for mercy, plead for release... only then would he truly understand his place in the world she had carved out for herself at Sleeping Dragon. And when it was done? Well, Ako wouldn't think about that quite yet.
Her fingers tighten around Casadel's chin, forcing his head back as she leans down close enough to feel the warmth of her breath against his cheek. "Tonight," she whispers with deadly calm, "you are mine." With those chilling words still hanging in the air, Ako pulls Casadel roughly to his feet and drags him away from his make-shift bed, leaving him shivering and trembling in her wake.
The lesson has begun. There will be no escape.