#pfffft omg omg ur right his character is a freak but no wonder the camera shots of him we're especially unsettling to me kjgkljfjg

[ickybby]

"Well... you're with my mom, and that woman's a joke; so excuse me for mistaking you for a man with a sense of humor." cherry clearly knows how to run her mouth better than she knows how to shut it, an insolent and accidental byproduct of her unstable yet cookie-cutter upbringing. even now, when she KNOWS she's better off quiet, especially after her last little quip. she truly believes she can't help the rush of words that flood her mouth and fall past full lips; "honest to god? i feel like some of your employees would ask if there's CCTV footage. i see them staring, m'not stu–" victor's forceful slam of that sturdy ruler cuts her off, abruptly starling cherry into silence after a brief squeak. she scrambles to stand, almost animalistic with the thoughtless movements her body's carrying out for her as her mind struggles to decide if she wants to book it to the door and run more than she's curious about whether or not he'd really use that ruler on her. about the way the sting and the bruising of her ass would ache in the days to come if he got his way with her. cherry takes a step back on shaky legs, surprising for the lithe and graceful dancer. she is usually steady and confident on her own two feet. "i– i've never been spanked before." cherry's tone is tinged with timid uncertainty, cherub cheeks flushed under the dusting of freckles she hates concealing unless she's on a stage. wordlessly, eyes downcast, she nears his desk. the blonde fiddles with the waistline of her jeans with uncertainty, then decides against pulling them down for him. if victor really wanted to perv on her that badly he could say so, or pull her pants down himself. cherry jerked with surprise when she felt the cold of the smooth wood press against her tummy, a touch of gloominess to her tone. though not enough to hide her anticipation. "i doubt you'd believe me, if i said i was sorry?"

dating cherry's mom complicated things sometimes. he knew that she was only using him, but to be fair he was only using her to have a designated plus one to any university event that he had to go to. that and sex. although the latter he was still getting from several different people, most on campus. that didn't mean that he was going to take this any less seriously though. what cherry did reflected on him now since in some people's eyes, he was her new stepdad. he'd be dammed if he was going to let some young whore ruin the reputation that he had built for himself. "when have you ever known me to be the type to joke around?" even how she was right now, perky tits basically on display. she made him fucking sick. "you don't get charged with a misdemeanor because of a misunderstanding. what do you think my employees would've said if they heard you got arrested because you couldn't keep your clothes off?" victor stood up from his chair and slammed the ruler against the edge of the desk. good, it was sturdy enough not to break. "i'm not in love with your mother. i'm old, not oblivious to when someone just wants a good fuck." it was mutual. "but i'm not going to let you go until i at least teach you to keep your slutty acts well hidden. bend over the desk, NOW." he'd do whatever it took, even if it was spanking the whore out of cherry.