This choice: You'd rather die than be his pet • Go Back...Chapter #6You'd rather die than be his pet by: Unknown "I would rather die than be your pet." You said angrily. , "Well I know someone who will dispose of you." Dean grabbed you and placed you in a small bag made from cotton, you fall into it and hear Dean get up and walk to the door, the shaking was unbearable as you went down the stairs.
The front flung open, and the bag got cold, you were out in the open, in a bag which Dean was carrying.
You felt the movements of his steps as he walked down the street, left and right, left and right, until he comes to a stop.
There were three knocks on the door, and the door creaked open.
"Here, like I promised, he won't comply, so I told him you will take him out." Dean said to this mystery man.
"I will, don't worry. " said the strange man at the door.
The bag moved from hand to hand and you were now in the hand of the man.
The door creaked closed and the man was taking you to his room.
Suddenly you fell out and landed in the bed of Dom, your worst nightmare.
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The bed you were on was white and the bed post dark brown, on it with you was Dom, he was your worst enemy, every time he saw you he would insult you and push you into walls.
You couldn't believe you were with such a monster and everything started to become clearer, Dean was planning this, Dom knew that it was going to be you who was going to shrink and he paid Dean to have you.
His grey sweatpants were the only thing he had on, and it revealed his chest which, though muscled, didn't quite have Dean's definition.
"Well, look who we have here.", said Dom in his typical, arrogant manner, "Looks like some poor little idiot's found himself four inches tall, and only big, bad Dom can take care of him. I wonder what's going to happen next?"
"Dom, stop, I don't want to be apart of your stupid master plan you have got going, how many others have you taken?" You shouted.
"Just lucky little you." Dom said maliciously, "Now you get to find out how you can make your new master happy. For example, I think you would make an excellent cushion." He clutched you tighter in his hand you and stood up, then slowly moved his hand under you under his butt as he sat down. The massive cheeks bore down on you, encompassing your entire field of vision. As they touched down, all light was blotted out and all you could feel was the soft fabric of his sweatpants. The massive weight of the titan stopped you moving. Then, something you knew was coming started. Dom's cheeks clenched as he let out a ripping hot wind that washed over your body. You held your breath for as long as you could, but eventually you needed to breathe. You inhaled and the awful scent that he'd produced, tears forming in your eyes as the awful stench forced it's way into your body.
More and more weight felt like it was pushing, but it was only Dom trying to make you life worst by moving on the spot.
After what felt like a hour of this punishment he pulled you out from under him.
You soon realize that Dom was holding you from your arm at eye level.
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