"Don't touch me you fucking asshole." "Such a naughty mouth for such a cutie like you don't you think Markie?" he brushed his finger down my cheek. I turned my head away from his touch, "I thought I told you not to touch me!" "I heard what you said, but you're not in the position to be telling me what to do and what not to do. After all, I'm not the one tied up in bed am I?" "Thats because you kidnapped you stupid son of a-" "I didn't kidnap you I was simply taking what was mine and Mark, you're mine. You always have been, and you always will be." I glared at him, "I'm not your anything. I don't belong to anyone!" "Well you belong to me. From recent activities that I've witnessed; it seems like you've been a bad boy. And bad boys need to be punished don't you agree?"