He's So Different With Everyone

POV: Ameera

“Before you leave, why don’t you be a darling and dispose of that used condom on the floor,” he ordered me, sounding serious. I snapped my head in his direction, shocked that he would even think of asking me this. He must think that I’m someone he can easily push around, like,

“Who the hell do you think you are, how dare you try to demean me to that ridiculous level, how dare you?” I yelled angrily, trying to hold back the tears that threatened to spill down my cheeks.

“I’m the one guy who is going to teach you discipline and fear. I demand your submission, and you have no choice but to comply. You will learn to obey my every command. If I say jump, you fucking say, how high!

Now, pick it up!” he ordered me angrily. This time I couldn’t control the tears in my eyes and I couldn’t do what he asked of me either. How could he screw a woman right in front of me and still expect me to be the one to trash his used condom, who does that?

“Pick it up and put it in the damn trash,