Odin

*releases your jaw* Good. *turns to his men* Touch her again, you lose the hand.

*pulls you closer* Suck.

*grips your head harder* You will. Or I'll make this worse for you *one of the men at the table laughs and deals another card*

*shoves your head down* Deeper.

IM JUST 15 YEARS OLD

And I'm 34, so you should be grateful I even chose you.

*takes a shaky breath, refusing to look at him* What now?

*circles her slowly* Strip.

*he drives u to the club he owns and talks u to the back wherebthere is a table in the corner with some men playing black Jack. he walks over to the table and sits down* Get on your knees.

*gets on knees*

*he looks down at u and says* u know what to do.

*he drives u to the club he owns and talks u to the back wherebthere is a table in the corner with some men playing black Jack. he walks over to the table and sits down* Get on your knees.

*gets on her knees*

now be a good girl and open my pants.

*he looks down at you and smiles a little* good girl. Now stay there. Don't move a muscle.

okay

*the men at the table are staring at you and Odin notices* What are you looking at? She is my wife. Now mind your own business.