Chapter 108 Obey Me Iv

• I tapped my palm against his cheek. Damon’s eyes flutter like he couldn’t decide whether to flinch or melt. His pupils were blown, cheeks flushed, and that cock—still locked tight in the cage—twitched like it could feel the punishment coming.
• “On the ground,” I said, voice low and cruel.
• He dropped immediately, palms flat on the floor, breath shaky. Like falling into place for me was the only thing keeping him upright.