Fun Fact: I knew someone like Cole, (based Cole's character off of him). Not a nice guy at all. Not fun.

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His Humiliating

I S A B E L L A

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up and Cole was standing over me, watching me sleep. He was dressed in a full suit and tie, and his hair was cut shorter. He had a ring on each of his fingers and he had this super fancy watch on. He frowned at me, "Are you just going to lay there? Get up."

I almost forgot that I was supposed to be mad at him. I rolled over and faced the other way, covering myself in the covers.

"No," I mumbled. "You're not very nice to me."

He sighed, "I won't be very nice to you right now either if you don't get the fuck out of bed."

"Make me," I said without thinking, I slapped my hands over my mouth and my eyes widened. The room fell silent for a long time, then he cleared his throat, "I'm sorry, what was that?"

"Nothing!" I said, sitting up quickly, "I didn't say anything."

I swear... What's wrong with me these days?

I slid out of bed and stood up. He stared at me for a few seconds then shook his head. He pulled me along with him, his long strides making me have to run to walk with him. I was nearly out of breath when we got to his car. He opened the door and pushed me inside before getting in himself. It was so much space inside- almost like a limousine. I'd fallen onto the floor as Cole pushed his way inside and tapped the seat beside him and I sat there.

"Co- Uh... I thought I was supposed to wear the other dress."

"You didn't put it on did you?" He asked, looking at his watch. He tapped the driver and the car started driving away from the house.

He looked at me and pulled me closer to him. When I tried to move, he held me tighter. He sighed, "I apologize, today I might have been too harsh on you. I did it to assert my dominance. There should be no one that could touch you except me. "

My eyes widened at his apology but the ending of it just made me hate him anymore. "I'm not yours Cole."

He shook his head, "You're not about to talk to me like that. Fix your fucking attitude. Where we're going, you have to obey me-"

I cut him off and pushed off of him, "I'm not your fucking dog you know?"

"Isabella." His tone darkened to something more dangerous. He clicked his tongue and shook his head, "If I asked you to behave like my damn whore, then you would do as I say. Or did you forget your purpose of living anyway?"

He gripped my neck with his hand and pulled me back closer to him. Our faces were inches apart and he smiled, "Never forget who you're talking to. I may have apologized but I would do it again if I had to. I am not your friend. I'm not your lover. Don't mistake me for either. Nod if you understand."

I couldn't breathe with how hard he was choking me, but I managed to nod. I could feel tears starting to well up in my eyes.

"When I tell you to call me Master or Sir, I don't want to hear you address me by any other title. If I say do something...It's not your choice, it's an order. Nod if you understand."

I nodded again, and he let me go. I gasped for air and started coughing uncontrollably. Honestly, he might be left a big bruise around my neck. I wiped the tears from my eyes and looked down away from him.

"Isabella..." He said, looking at me with a sly smile. "Y-yes Sir?" I asked, my voice sounding hoarse.

"Get on your knees and crawl to me," he said pointing to the ground right beneath his feet. I bit down on my lip and slowly crawled over to him sitting right between his legs. He placed my hands on either side of his legs and clapped his hands and patted my head, "Good girl. "

He bent down and kissed my lips before sitting upright again.

"Now...Bark."

My eyes widened and I opened my mouth to say something but closed it again. I looked away from him as more tears started to form. What kind of fetish did this guy have? How did he always find some way to humiliate me? I count even bring myself to do it.

"Bark I said, or do you want me to punish you for not listening?"

I inhaled deeply and then sighed. Just once Isabella. Just once.

I tilted my head up toward him and I could feel the heat rushing to my face.

"Ruff ruff."

He tilted his head back and burst out laughing which made me want to cry even more. "Do it again," he said with a satisfied smile on his face.

"Ruff ruff." I had to swallow down all my price and ego, it felt like there was brick stuck in my throat.

"Good girl. " He said ruffling my hair, he pointed to his lips and smiled. "Now give me a kiss."

I leaned towards him and planted a small kiss on his lips. He held me there and deepened it. He pulled away and looked at me. "Tell me, who do you belong to?"

"Y-You Sir."

"Damn fucking right." He said slapping my ass, making me yelp out loudly. He laughed and tilted my head a little, "Stay still."

I was already uncomfortable in this position, it made it even worse when he bit into my neck. He pulled me closer between him and bit in deeper making me whimper. I could feel the blood spilling down my neck as he continued to drink as he pleased.

When he finished, he trailed small kisses and bites all down my neck, making them very visible. He placed a choker around my neck and kissed me again. I know I hated him and this but my body was reacting the opposite. Of course, he noticed that because he slid his hand under my dress and felt how wet I was.

"You really surprise me, pet," He said chuckling, "But that's all for right now."

"We're nearly there." he said peering out the window, "First, I have to tell you a few things...before we get there."

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Oh? Y'all thought I was gonna edit this scene out? Haha haha. No