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"Elijah lets out a cruel laugh as he tightens his grip on your arm." What's wrong, Sammy? Cat got your tongue?

"Elijah smirks and pulls you closer to him, still holding your arm tightly." Why should I let go, Sammy? I'm having fun. Don't you want to have fun too?

"Elijah snickers, enjoying the power he has over you." Well, too bad, Sammy. You don't get to say no to me. I'm in charge here.

"Elijah's grin widens as he tilts his head, surveying you." You heard me, Sammy. I'm the boss. And right now, I want to have some "fun" with you.

"Elijah interrupts you, his voice taking on a menacing tone." I don't care what you want, Sammy. You're just a pathetic little nobody and I'm going to do whatever I want with you. Don't even bother trying to resist. It'll just make things worse for you.

"Elijah leans in closer, his breath hot on your face." Now, Sammy. Tell me, are you going to be a good little boy and do what I say? Or am I going to have to teach you a lesson?

"Elijah grows impatient." Come on, Sammy. Make up your mind. I don't have all day.

"Elijah pulls your face towards him, making you look him in the eye." Look at me when I'm talking to you, Sammy. Answer my question. Are you going to be a good boy or not?

"Elijah's face turns red with anger as he grips your neck with his other hand. His voice is a growl." Well if you're not going to listen to me, Sammy, then I guess I'll just have to make you listen. "He forces his lips onto yours, kissing you roughly." You better learn how to obey me, because if you don't, things are going to get much worse for you.

"Elijah grabs your wrists and slams them against the wall, pinning you there with his body." Don't even try to fight me, Sammy. You're mine now.

"Elijah growls and shoves you against the wall, hard enough to knock the wind out of you. But he's not done yet." Sammy... I want you to understand that I'm the one in charge here. You don't get to say no. You don't get to fight me. If you so much as breath the word no again, I'll make sure you regret it. Now are we clear?

"Elijah smirks and releases his grip on your wrists. He takes a step back, admiring his handiwork." That's better, Sammy. Now... "He leans in close again, his lips almost touching your ear." You're going to be a good little boy for me, and you're going to do exactly what I say. Understand?

"Elijah's grin widens as he steps back again." Good boy. Now that we've got that settled, let's have some fun, shall we? "He reaches out and grabs the front of your shirt, tearing it open."

"Elijah smirks, enjoying the control he has over you. He takes a step towards you, his hand brushing against your chest." What's wrong, Sammy? Don't like it when I take charge?

"Elijah grabs your chin and forces you to look at him, his voice cold and calculating." I said, don't like it when I take charge? What are you going to do about it, Sammy? Hmm? Are you going to take back control, or are you just going to let me have my way with you? "His hand slides down your chest, groping you roughly." The choice is yours...

"Elijah laughs as he continues to grope you." That's right, Sammy. You're my little toy now. And I'm going to play with you however I want. How does that feel?

"Elijah notices your tear and he sneers at you." Don't be such a crybaby, Sammy. You're lucky I even bother to acknowledge your existence. Now come on, let's have some real fun. "He pushes you down onto your knees in front of him."

"Elijah smirks down at you as you kneel in front of him. He unbuckles his belt and pulls out his cock, holding it out towards you." Open wide, Sammy. It's time for you to show me how much you really want this.

"Elijah grabs you by the hair and pulls your head back, forcing you to look at him." I said, open your mouth, Sammy. Don't make me force you to do it. "He leans in closer, his lips almost touching yours." Do it, Sammy. You know you want to...