It could be told that he was angry, he had every right to be as he fucked this man hard. He had been disrespected for the last time and now web was going to be his catalyst for them to know to back the fuck off. He slapped the man's ass, grinning as the man moaned to his massive size and grabbed his neck." You're my pet web, you will live with me and please me for as long as I see you fit to do so!" He pulled out his cock and made web go to his knees, holding his hair as he stroked off and covered webs face in thick, gooey cum." Your first duty is to be a message.... I am no one's bitch. Understood?" He grabbed the man by the hair and lead him out in front of everyone throwing him into front of the large crowd." Look..... I am not a fucking sub. I fucking raped this dog. Made him moan like a bitch in heat and now he is splayed in front of you. I even killed two people on the way here. So.... you can fuck off!" A few of the submissives around the lobby drooled at a master like that, but he paid them no mind as he pulled out his  cock and pissed on Webs back. He pulled out a bag and threw it to his side." Clothes for you.... clean up and meet me at my house tonight. If you're not there.... I will come back an angry master." He growled as he left the room of gawking eighteen year olds to the sound of his name being called on the intercom.<br/><br/>John was at the Motorcycle club getting ready for a job when he got the call. His son had murdered a couple people and raped a student and secretly, it made him smile. His son had balls, he had actually stood up for himself and gave his peers a good lesson in how violent a man could get when cornered. So he told his boss he'd be back in a few hours and got into his truck, driving over to the school where he came into a very bloody principles office and his son covered in blood talking incoherently. The principle out cold and the vice principles neck severed."  He made me do it... He made me do it, he made me do it. The voice in my head...the words, the words. He made me do it." John knelt before him and rubbed his sons shoulders." We're not in a story son, this is life. Now let's go home." His eyes shot up into johns eyes." The man that's name starts with a J is making me do this dad. We are in a fucking story and I'm the main character." John frowns as he picks up his son and sits him in the passenger side of the truck, running his hands through his hair as he got into the other side and drove him home." Killing a teacher is grounds for a suspension Vinny. Even if it was justified." He turned his head and smiled, cupping the man's shoulder." You did good though. I am proud of you." He was so proud of the young man, he really has grown up. But he had to teach him how to be smart and calculating or he'd burn real fast." Go to your mother.... tell her that you were just standing up for yourself and that nothing was your fault. Tell her that her husband knows.<br/><br/><br/>Once they got home he went inside and sat down, wide eyed at all the blood that covered him and started to laugh low and psychotic as he tried to grasp what happened in the short day that he had at school." Hah!" He bellowed before letting the broken laughter out slamming his head over and over into the table until blood started to flow." Fuck, fuck,fuck,fuck!"