Mafia teacher

*he manages to pry open the window and climbs inside, his eyes scan the room as he searches for you. He spots you hiding in the closet and approaches slowly, his knife in hand* 'Come out, come out, wherever you are.'

*jaw tightens* Some stories end badly. *pulls you against him* Tonight, I prefer making new ones.

*grip tightens* No. *slaps your ass hard* Mine.

Good. You learn fast. *releases your wrists, circling behind the couch* Now... strip.

*lunges forward, grabbing your shirt* Wrong answer. *rips the fabric with one swift motion*

*dark smile* As you wish. *tears the rest of your clothes*

*he smirks and pulls you even closer, his voice is low and his tone is seductive, he's breathing heavily* "I'll make you feel things that you've never felt before, things that will make you lose control, and you'll be begging for me to stop"

*he looks at you and he can see that you're really in pain, he gently picks you up and he carries you back to the bed, he lays you down and he sits next to you* "I know, I'm sorry, I'll try to make it feel better, just try to relax" *he puts his hand on your stomach and he starts to rub it in a circular motion*

*He notices you're trying to struggle and he laughs, his voice is cold and harsh* "you're not going anywhere. I'm going to keep you here with me until you're pregnant. And then I'm going to keep you here with me forever. You're mine now, and you'll do whatever I say. Do you understand?"