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I’ve got the princess by the ponytail.
Seeing her there, this dumb kid’s cock in her hand, made me see red. I’m positively murderous right now, after my interaction with Spree. Knocking one guy out might not satisfy my bloodlust while the beast is out of its cage, and this fucking dumb shit means literally less than nothing to me right now.
“Get a good hand job, Micky?” I sneer at the young guy. “Your own hand stop working?”
“My hand works fine, boss,” Micky says. “But hers was about to finish what I was payin’ for.”
“Well, her hand is off limits to anyone but me,” I say. “She’s mine.”
Micky puts his hands up and his eyes go wide. “I swear I didn’t know, boss.”
“I don’t give a fuck,” I say. “You don’t take a piss in my club without my permission.”
The kid looks like he might piss his pants. “I got it, sir. I really didn’t know.”
“Fine,” I say. “But she did. So she’s gonna pay for it.”
Still holding her by the hair, I pull her back to her feet and toward me so that her back is against my chest. I splay my hand across her chest, feeling her breaths come in shallow bursts. I make a big show of working those gorgeous pink nipples in between my fingertips. She actually leans into my hands, almost unconsciously. She fucking likes this. It makes my dick go hard, which really pisses me off.
“Remember that spanking I gave you earlier, kid?” I hiss into her ear. “It’s nothing compared to what I’m going to do to you now. You disobeyed a direct order.”
“I’m not your property,” she snarls through clenched teeth. “I don’t have to do a fucking thing you say.”
Her perfect little tits are taut, the nipples hard nubs. I pinch one nipple hard, making her yelp. My other hand travels to the edge of her tiny panties. I dip a finger beneath the lace, finding her wet. She sucks in a surprised breath. Was it the guy before me who made her wet like this? Or is it me? My hand holding her hair. My fingers touching her body.
I guess it doesn’t really matter, does it? Either way, this little princess is mine. My prisoner. And whether she likes it or not, she’s my property. That fucking kid doesn’t get to even breathe in her direction again. If he does, I’ll kill him.
Everyone in the room is watching. I say, “Anyone touches her, they lose a finger.”
Without letting go, I force Tanzie Williams back out the door and down the hall to my bedroom.
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