Twenty Three

Dante

After making sure Isabella is back home safely and locked up in her room, though the better part of me wished to lock her up in the dungeon as a punishment for her disobedience, I sit on the bed and try to calm down. One night in that dark dungeon, she would eventually learn to behave! Why does she keep getting on my nerves?

I can still order that she gets locked up in the dungeon but a part of me has gone soft for her. U don't know if it is my dick or my hands that adore her so much. I am sure she wouldn't manage to be in that dungeon without passing out in a few minutes, screaming on top of her lungs. She's so fragile.

I am going to make sure she regrets what she has done; pursuing me on this much tension worrying about her safety. I am can come up with a good number of suitable punishments.