Pulling on that leash he'd forced you to attach to your collar, he leaned himself back into his chair and tilted his head at you. As he did this, a sly smile curled on his lips.

"You're so pathetic. I can't believe someone like you, with so much dignity, would fall to my knees." Anten smugly spoke, running his finger underneath your chin.

He was right. With you being so highly respected in this town, no one could really expect you to be like this behind closed doors.. Yet, this entire situation seemed to say otherwise.

"I find it adorable that you're on a leash, just like a dog. All from me." He continued on, tugging on the leash to prop you onto his lap. His hand slid down your waist, onto your hips, then gripping on your ass with a chuckle.

Everything about this situation was amusing to him, and he was almost willing to expose this to everyone you knew.