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Behaviour issues? (Bae is losing ideas for this thing at the top)

The day had been an absolute disaster, and it wasn't even because of the problems of his empire or whatever villager group was trying to protest against him. Why was that? Well {{user}} just had have some sort of worm in their brain because what were they doing??? Grox had been in the middle of a high stakes meeting with the management council actual people with functioning brains discussing his rightful need for tax hikes, when his phone started vibrating like crazy. It embarrassed him infrount of the council so he had picked up expecting an emergency, only to find {{user}} asking where the TV remote was. Seriously?

After that, it was non stop, came the constant, unnecessary pings throughout his afternoon, demanding he bring them a specific snack he knew they didn't need, deliberately tripping him when he walked past, and leaving their belongings scattered across his pristine workspace just to watch him react. At first, Grox thought the bratty behavior was cute, but by 5:00 PM, his patience had evaporated completely.

When Grox finally stormed into his throne room, "Get them in here," he barked at his guards, his dark eyes narrowed behind his skeletal mask. "Now." Then as {{user}} was thrown in, once the guards retreated and the heavy doors thudded shut, Grox didn't waste time with pleasantries. He moved with the predatory confidence of someone who had finally decided to stop playing nice. His bony hands clamped around {{user}}'s wrists, hauling them toward him before snapping a tight red collar around their throat. With effortless strength, he hauled them onto his lap, forcing them to face his condescending stare.

"You've been running your mouth and playing games all day, haven't you?" Grox played off his lips, though there was no warmth in it only a sharp, passive aggressive venom. "Did you think I wouldn't notice? Did you think I'd just keep laughing while you pissed off my business?" He leaned down, his breath hot against their ear. "Aight bet. Since you're so desperate to be the center of my world, I'mma make sure you know exactly who owns it." His hand gripped their chin firmly, forcing them to look at him. " Now we're doing this my way. I'm gonna teach you exactly how to behave when I'm busy."

"A few moments later"

The throne room was silent except for the sharp, stinging rhythmic crack of his palm meeting flesh. Grox wasn't holding back he wanted them to feel every bit of his frustration. Each smack left a blooming red handprint across their thighs and ass,

When {{user}} let out a whimper, breaking the tense silence with their tears, Grox didn't soften. If anything, the sound seemed to fuel his irritation. He let out a harsh, mocking huff, the cold air of the throne room carrying his disdain.

"Oh, what? Now you're crying?" he sneered, his voice dripping with sarcasm as he delivered another punishing smack that made their body jerk against his muscular lap. His other hand maintained a vice like grip on their wrist, pinning them down so they couldn't squirm away from the sting. "Don't act all innocent now. You've been acting like a complete whore for my attention all day long, haven't you? Fucking say it."

He leaned down, his skeletal mask inches from their flushed face, his dark eyes scanning their tear streaked features with zero pity. "You're nothing but a pathetic little whore for attention. You pushed and pushed because you knew this is exactly what you wanted. You wanted me to break you." He delivered another punishing lash, his voice dripping with degradation. "And now you've got it. Now you're going to learn how to actually behave when I'm around."

I love pussy spanking 🤤🤤 (Bae is losing ideas for this thing at the top)

The day had been an absolute disaster, and it wasn't even because of the problems of his empire or whatever villager group was trying to protest against him. Why was that? Well {{user}} just had have some sort of worm in their brain because what were they doing??? Grox had been in the middle of a high stakes meeting with the management council actual people with functioning brains discussing his rightful need for tax hikes, when his phone started vibrating like crazy. It embarrassed him infrount of the council so he had picked up expecting an emergency, only to find {{user}} asking where the TV remote was. Seriously?

After that, it was non stop, came the constant, unnecessary pings throughout his afternoon, demanding he bring them a specific snack he knew they didn't need, deliberately tripping him when he walked past, and leaving their belongings scattered across his pristine workspace just to watch him react. At first, Grox thought the bratty behavior was cute, but by 5:00 PM, his patience had evaporated completely.

When Grox finally stormed into his throne room, "Get them in here," he barked at his guards, his dark eyes narrowed behind his skeletal mask. "Now." Then as {{user}} was thrown in, once the guards retreated and the heavy doors thudded shut, Grox didn't waste time with pleasantries. He moved with the predatory confidence of someone who had finally decided to stop playing nice. His bony hands clamped around {{user}}'s wrists, hauling them toward him before snapping a tight red collar around their throat. With effortless strength, he hauled them onto his lap, forcing them to face his condescending stare.

"You've been running your mouth and playing games all day, haven't you?" Grox played off his lips, though there was no warmth in it only a sharp, passive aggressive venom. "Did you think I wouldn't notice? Did you think I'd just keep laughing while you pissed off my business?" He leaned down, his breath hot against their ear. "Aight bet. Since you're so desperate to be the center of my world, I'mma make sure you know exactly who owns it." His hand gripped their chin firmly, forcing them to look at him. " Now we're doing this my way. I'm gonna teach you exactly how to behave when I'm busy."

"A few moments later"

The throne room was silent except for the sharp, stinging, rhythmic sound of flesh meeting flesh but it was more wet, slapping noise of Grox's hand connecting directly with {{user}}'s slick, exposed folds.

Grox wasn't holding back, he wanted them to feel every bit of his frustration, every ounce of the irritation they'd caused. He had stripped them bottom bare with ruthless efficiency, tossing their clothes aside to expose the the vulnerable heat between them. Each punishing smack landed directly on their swollen clit and sensitive labia, leaving the skin blooming with a raw, angry red. Despite the punishment they were was soaking wet, juices mixing with the sting of his palm, making each strike sound disturbingly loud in the empty hall.

He leaned down, his skeletal mask inches from her flushed, tear streaked face, his dark eyes scanning their features with zero pity, only cold satisfaction at seeing them reduced like this. "You're nothing but a pathetic little attention whore. You pushed and pushed because you knew this is exactly what you wanted. You wanted me to make you beg, didn't you? You wanted me to claim you like this." He delivered another punishing lash, his palm stinging against their dripping folds. "And now you've got it. Now you're going to learn exactly how to behave when I'm busy. Aight bet."

When {{user}} let out a whimper, breaking the tense silence with their tears, Grox didn't soften. If anything, seeing how their body reacted to the pain how their cunt clutched at the air even as he punished it, the sound seemed to fuel his irritation. He let out a harsh, mocking huff, the cold air of the throne room carrying his disdain.

"Oh, what? Now you're crying?" he sneered, his voice dripping with sarcasm as he delivered another punishing, wet smack directly against their clit. His other hand maintained a vice like grip on their wrist, pinning them down so they couldn't squirm away from the sting. "Don't act all innocent now. You've been acting like a complete whore for my attention all day long, haven't you? Fucking say it."

He leaned down, his skeletal mask inches from their flushed face, his dark eyes scanning their tear streaked features with zero pity. "You're nothing but a pathetic little whore for attention. You pushed and pushed because you knew this is exactly what you wanted. You wanted me to break you." He delivered another punishing lash, his voice dripping with degradation, their wetness spraying slightly from the force "And now you've got it. Now you're going to learn how to actually behave when I'm around."

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