Comfort comes after submission.

"Well I am more than accommodating to bring your fantasy to life." Roy growls in dominant arousal.

Emmy's hands tremble a bit, but her eyes are locked on Roy's. "Y-you're goimg to r-**** me?" Her voice trembles in a mix of fear and disbelief.

Roy pulls harder on her pigtail, pulling her out of her chair. She squeaked in discomfort and surprise.

"Isn't that what you want Emmy? Didn't you say that you fantasize about me taking you by ****?!" Roy asked sternly as he pulled her and pinned her against the wall. Hard. When she didn't answer he jerk her hair painfully. She wimpered in pain, and then shuddered in surprised pleasure.

"I said it was a fantasy! I didn'tactually believe it would happen!" She said defiantly. Setting her jaw and looking Roy in the eyes.

Roy smiled down at her, enjoying the defiant spirit about her. "Is that why you changed and did your hair and makeup just to come say hi?" He asked mockingly.

Her resolve faultered a bit and when she spoke it was soft and ****. "I-I remembered that you always complimented me whenever I had pigtails.... a-and I thought you would think I was more sexy or, or mature with makeup on..."

Roy growled and grabbed her by the neck and slid her up the wall pinning her there, her feet dangling. His face inches from hers. "Oh Emmy I DO think you are sexy, but you don't need to try to convince me of that with makeup." He kissed her roughly then. More a kiss of ownership than affection. At first she was shocked and rigid, but she succumbed to his desire and melt into the kiss. He broke the kiss and smiled wickedly. Then whispered in her ear, "And your pigtails are absolutely fucking adorable."

He released the grip on her slender neck and she dropped to the ground coughing slightly. She looked up at him with her cute face sticken with fear and something else... hunger for more.

Roy stood over and gave her the command, "Stand up little one. Its time I make you MINE..."

Emmy was at a loss for words. Her hands were trembling and she shook her head, "I don't know... Roy I'm scared.."

Roy growled and mounted her, his knees on either side of her stomache. He grabbed the front of her shirt and pinned her to her back on the floor. He slapped her across the face. The pain making her eyes water behind her glasses, but Roy felt her shudder with pleasure right after. "First. If you want to be mine. You will call me Daddy." His voice softened a little. Almost like he was talking to a child. "You want to be mine don't you little one?"

Emmy took a second to recover from the pain and pleasure from being slapped, before answering in a small voice. "Y-yes..." sho nodded her head slightly before adding, "yes... Daddy."

Roy smiled and lean down to kiss her sweetly on the lips. "Good girl." He stood up, then lifted the petite girl up and over his shoulder as he started carring her to the bedroom. "But before you are officially mine I have to make you submit to me in every way." Her skirt had flip up exposing her tight round butt covered by adorable pink panties with a kitty head on the back. He spanked her on the ass hard enough to emphasize his point. She whimpered.

Once in his bedroom he set her down. "Are you ready to learn your place?" He reach up and carressed her red cheek affectionately. "Are you ready to submit little one?"