Chapter Eight

You just have your master’s in dick, is all. No judgment ;)

Lori

Smartass lol. You deserve someone who hasn’t been run through.

Why don’t you let me worry about what I deserve and what I don’t? You just focus on what lesson you’ll teach me first.

Don’t tease me. I’ll fall off the pole from getting too wet.

Mmmm. I’ve always been curious what it would be like to fuck a paralyzed girl.

That’s awful!

Ah, but you laughed, didn’t you?

I did. I’ve got dark humor for days!

What are you doing?

Going home. Don’t worry. No tea or muscle relaxers tonight. I am going to raw dog sleep.

I’m going to come by.

Lori

is that a question?

No. Just letting you know.

I put my phone away and slip out of the building so I can follow her.

I think she senses me because she glances behind her and walks faster.

By the time she gets to her building, I can feel her panic.

What she doesn’t know is that she is about to have to take the stairwell.

What good is money if I can’t pay people to shut an elevator down so I can run down and scare my little fawn in the stairwell?

One flight later, and she starts running up the stairs. I quicken my pace with her, and I can hear her little whimpers as she gasps for air. The moment she slows down from exhaustion, I grab her.

“Stop!” she starts to scream but I cover her mouth and hold her against the wall until she stops fighting.

“Run faster, Little Fawn,” I growl in her ear. “You’ll never be fast enough to escape what I’ll do when I catch you.”

I let go of her, and she darts up the stairs and runs faster.

I take the stairs two at a time and keep pace right behind her.

When she slows again, due to being tired, I simply smack her ass, and she continues.

When she gets to her floor, she runs to her door and fumbles with her keys to try and get it open.

As she slips her key into the lock, I put my hands on her waist. She freezes, but sighs in defeat.

“W-What do you want?” she asks with a shaky voice. She doesn’t realize it’s me, even though she has heard my voice already.

“Go inside, Little Fawn. Accept your punishment for running from me,” I say.

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