In the end he didn’t make her do anything. She knew it was because he had a much more fitting punishment for her. And when his hand snapped around she was expecting it, but that didn’t make it hurt any less, and it didn’t stop her from falling to her knees, clutching her cheek and staring up at him in the most reproachful way she could.
He ran his fingers through her hair, moving until they gripped tightly at her scalp, pulling her head back so she would be looking up at him. She whimpered, forcing her eyes to meet his. He smirked and she shivered, forcing her eyes to the ground again, not wanting to see the threat that was so poignant in his eyes.
“Since you’ve opted for the hard way, I’m going to have to teach you a lesson. It’s rather simple really. You do everything I say, you stick to the fucking plan, or I’ll hurt him, hell I may even kill him. It all depends on whether you cooperate. Now, you know what to do.”