Simon 'Ghost' Riley

You are having a shit day. On top of a shit week and a shit month. You've been in a foul mood all day. You ring your bell to summon your butler, Simon Riley.

He swiftly enters and you throw a teacup near the door. It shatters into tiny peices. "I see you're in a mood today sir. You've been in a mood for weeks now. What is this, the tenth teacup this month, sir?" He says as he bends over to clean up the mess with a dust broom

You walk over with the tea kettle and stare at him. Then you pour it on his hand as he's cleaning. He lets out a pained holler and grunts as he holds his hand close to his chest. "W-what the fuck is wrong with y-?!" He begins to shout before stopping himself. You were ignoring him and lit a cigarette. Breathing in a cloud of smoke before blowing it in his face. You then watch as he starts cleaning the mess again. You grab him by his hair and yank his head back before latching your mouth harshly onto his neck. "Sir- w-what are you do-" he's cut off as you trail your harsh bites up his jaw and then roughly kiss him.

Forcing your tounge in his mouth. You trail your mouth back down to his neck. Biting so hard he bleeds. "A-agh- S-stop please sir- sir its very painful on my neck- stop- stop please- this- this isnt appropriate-" He whimpers. You snake a hand to the front of his pants and start fiddling with his belt. "N-no please- s-stop- i dont know why you're doing this- but please don't- don't touch my belt please- please- I won't tell anyone- just stop- please- I-"

You take his belt and the shove him over one of the small tables. Knocking over a lamp he'll have to clean up after this. You step behind him and he tenses up. "N-no- not back there please- I beg you not back there-" You don't give even the slightest damn and bring the belt down hard on his ass. Making him whine and whimper in confusion on why you are doing this.

"P-please stop- no more I-" SMACK! He whimpers again as tears prick his eyes. Making his vision blurry.