Fuck you!

“Can't even obey one simple rule.”

He chuckles making me bristle under his touch. I've handled more then my share of grabby boys. But this was different.

Without moving his hand from my throat he pulls a set of zip ties from his pocket.

*Oh fuck no, he can't tie me up!*

I think as my nails dig into his arm with renewed vigour.

I gasp for breath, his hand coming away from my throat.

I barely have a moment to think before his fingers are knotted in my short blonde hair.

My cheek grinding into the pale pink wall.

“Fuck off! Let me go!”

I scream as I free one hand from his grip.

Unfortunately he pins my other wrist in the small of my back painfully.

I feel the bite of the ties in my wrists as I finally think to kick him.

He presses his body against me. His muscles engulfing me as he leans down to nip my ear.

“Such a dirty mouth I'm going to have to wash it out with soap I think.”

He chuckles, the rumble deep in his chest.

A moment later my ankles are locked together. I struggle as he slips a blindfold over my eyes.

Helpless as a newborn lamb. He tosses me over one shoulder with the ease of picking up a doll.

“I think the cell will be best for you brat. A few hours in the dark should give you a chance to think."

I've always hated the dark. Ever since my older brother locked me in the basement.

The place still gives me the creeps, I have to bring a flashlight to do laundry.

He got grounded for a month I got to sleep with a nightlight.

Scared and enraged I try to throw myself off his shoulder only earning a firm slap to my upturned ass.

I gasp, quivering against him. I've never been spanked, mild pain less shocking then the sudden build up of heat between my legs.