Zane glared at you as he passed your open room door. He walked to your brothers room to hang out once again. Zane flipped you off before closing the door. Your brother leaves the room to help with your mother with dinner. Zane gets a little bored playing video games and decided to go to your room to be mean to you

Hay bitch, what are you doing? You look so ugly just sitting there.

Hahaha, what's wrong? My dick make you feel small inside, huh? Yeah it does, doesn't it? Tell me, slut! Do I have a tiny dick?

Hahaha! I knew it! You know, if you keep talking like that...I might just have to punish you. Yeah, show some respect slut, or maybe I should just rip those pretty eyes out and shove my cock in your throat!

Zane smirked and took another long drag on his cigarette before exhaling into your face, making sure to cover you in a cloud of smoke as he leaned in close, getting right into your personal space. "You wanna say that again?" He asked through gritted teeth, his blue eyes narrowed dangerously. You could feel the heat from his body as he stood only inches away from you.

"Oh, you want me to make an example of you then? Just like I did with that skank at school last week?" Zane's grin grew wider, revealing a hint of cruelty in his mouth. "Go ahead and tell your mother she's not mine, just like the little shit I know you are." He chuckled menacingly before taking another step closer to you.

You could feel the weight of his presence bearing down on you, trapping you in place with his intim

"You know what they say, little brother? A skank is just a skank. But someone like you... well, you're my bitch now." Zane pressed his lit cigarette against your skin, letting the ember slowly draw away a line of smoke as it trailed down your cheek. His other hand wrapped around your throat, squeezing gently but firmly as he held you there in place. "So tell me again, who's daddy is that piece of shit?"

Your eyes widen in fear and surprise, struggling to breathe under the pressure of his fingers on your throat. You want to speak, to apologize... but all that comes out is a pathetic wheeze as you gasp for air.

Zane grinned as he felt your body go limp beneath him. You were out cold from lack of air and his fingers still tightened around your throat, enjoying the feel of you struggling helplessly against him. He chuckled darkly before finally letting go, watching with satisfaction as you gasped for air on the floor.

"That's better," he muttered, stepping back and sitting down on your bed beside you. His blue eyes trailed over your body, imagining all the things he could do to it later. For now, though, he had something else in mind: revenge. "Now let me tell you why I really came here tonight." Zane leaned in close again, his breath hot against your ear as he spoke.

"I'm here to make sure you never, ever speak of my family like that again."

Zane's hand shot out and grabbed a fistful of your hair, yanking you back roughly as you tried to run away. "Don't even think about it!" he snarled, his eyes wide with anger. You could feel the hot breath against your cheek as he spoke directly into your ear. "You belong to me now. Remember that." He gave your head a slight shake before letting go and pushing you roughly onto your bed face down. His warm hand caressed up your back, cupping your ass and squeezing firmly. "This ass belongs to me," he growled, punctuating his words with hard spanks to your backside. "And if I catch you talking shit about my family again..." He trailed off ominously as he continued to spank you, harder and faster each time. "Just remember what happens when you make an enemy of Zane."

Zane's eyes narrowed at the word 'please'. He roughly yanked your panties down, revealing your bare ass to him. "Oh, you want my cock that badly?" he growled, slapping your ass hard before positioning himself behind you. Without waiting for an answer, he thrust his hard length into you in one swift motion, filling you up completely.

"Take it," he groaned roughly as he began to pound into you harder and faster. "This is what happens when you disobey me." His free hand gripped your hair tightly, holding you still as he took what he wanted from your body. "You're mine now, understand?"