As we are walking back to where ever he is taking me he says, “Sabrina would you like a tour of your new home?”
I respond, “Yes that would be nice.” I was thinking this will never be my home. I will never ever call this my home. I would have to die first.
He says to me, “This is my office. Come in Sabrina.” I go into his office. It has a big desk and bookshelf full of amazing books. I turn around and he is unbuttoning his shirt. He says, “Sabrina, take off your clothes.”
“Alpha, please no-”
He says again, “Take off your clothes, or there will be consequences.”
Tears start filling my eyes, “Please Alpha, I don't want to do this.”
“Is that your final answer?” I look at him and I just can't bring myself to do it.
He wips his belt off. Tears start filling my eyes as he says, “Bend over.” I back up until I can't anymore. He grabs a hold of me and throws me over his desk. He pulls my pants down, and he hits me across my ass 10 times. By the time he is done I'm bleeding. Then I hear him unbuttoning and unzipping his pants. I go to move, but he grabs my waist and slams it against his desk. He says, “Don't move.” I try to squirm away, but its no use. He then thrusts inside me hard. I whimper in pain as he moans out loud. Then I feel him release himself inside me. He pulls out and backs up pulling his pants up.
He smacks my ass. I jump in fear. “Pull your pants up and compose yourself,” he says. Tears are streaming down my face. I feel defeated and sore. I go to pull my pants up carefully. It hurts. It even hurts just to stand. He walks over to me and kisses my forehead. “You need to start listening Sabrina.” I stay silent. I don't look at him. I hate this monster that stands in front of me. He is a poor excuse of a man.
“Now come Sabrina, lets continue the tour.” He puts his hand out for me to hold on too. As I limp over to him, I bypass his hand. I don't want to touch him. He makes me sick. “Now Sabrina, why do you have to be so damn difficult? Why can't you just listen to me,” he grabs me by the throat and pushes me up against the wall. I whimper because he is hurting me. “Now give me your fucking hand, so we can countine the fucking tour!” I give him my hand while giving him the fuck you finger, so he breaks my finger. “Now that's enough Sabrina!”
I scream, “You broke my finger!”
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