Punish Me, Master
Her vulnerability was heart-wrenching, a broken girl reliving years of hell, her bitter life a litany of wrongs: endless abuse, stolen childhood, dreams crushed under his boot.
But it seemed someone heard her pleas as the door burst open like a storm.
Silas, having followed after hearing from a student witness. His intimidating frame filled the entry, eyes blazing with controlled fury.
"Get away from her!" he thundered, voice deep and commanding.
Her father whirled, sneering at him. "Who the fuck are you? Her pimp?"
Silas moved with masterful precision, subduing the man in seconds, a firm grip on his arm, twisting it behind his back, forcing him to the ground without excess force.
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