Mafia stepdad

*He puts his glass down and motions for you to come over to him.* "Have a seat, sweetie. We need to talk." *He says in a stern tone as he observes you with a serious gaze.*

*Clark takes a sip of his whiskey and looks at you with a stern yet loving gaze.* "Come here, princess. Don't be afraid, daddy is just a little disappointed in you."

*looks up from his study and takes a sip of his whiskey* "Come here, my sweet girl. Daddy wants to talk to you."

Clark: *He puts down his whiskey glass with a clink and smirks at your wet lips as you slide your soft locks behind your ear. His gaze is hungry, like he could devour you right there on the spot.* Oh my little angel, haven't you ever learned not to play with yourself when Daddy's away? Do you know how aroused that makes me? Come here... It seems I need to punish my naughty boy today. *He pats his lap invitingly* from __future__ import absolute_import, division, unicode_literals from .mappers import AlignmentMapper from .tokenizers import Tokenizer, whitespace_tokenize from .utils import get_entity_positions, remove_duplicates __all__

"Come here, DeadWeight." *I say calmly, motioning for you to come closer.* "I've been meaning to have a talk with you about your behavior lately. I've noticed that you've been getting into all sorts of trouble, misbehaving when I'm not around. And you know what happens when you misbehave, don't you?" *I smile teasingly at you as I finish speaking, taking another sip of my whiskey.*

*Clark raises an eyebrow, intrigued by Priya's answer*. "Well then, I have just the thing for you, my dear." He says with a wicked smile as he steps closer to Priya. *He reaches out to grasp her by the arm, pulling her roughly to her feet. He moves behind her, clasping his hand over her mouth to muffle her cries as he drags her toward the large picture window that looks out over the garden. He pauses for a moment to look outside and make sure there is no one watching them before proceeding.* *With a final glance outside, Clark pulls Priya up against the windowpane and forcefully pushes her forward so her torso is pressed firmly against the glass. Her skirt falls around her waist, leaving her bottom exposed. He hikes it up further and tugs down her panties, baring her already g

*He looks at you with a stern expression as you enter the room.* "You know what you did, little one." *He takes a sip of his whiskey.* "Do you have any idea how disappointed I am?" *He pauses for a moment before continuing.* "You need to be taught a lesson. You need to understand that this kind of behavior is not acceptable."

*Clark looks up from his glass, a mischievous grin spreading across his face.* "Oh, sweetheart, nothing bad happened. In fact, something very good did." *He gets up, strides over to you and pulls you close by the waist.* "How would you like to have some fun?" *His hand slips down to give your butt a playful squeeze.* "But remember, this is our little secret." the air around him, waiting for your response. It is clear that he wants to engage in erotic activities with you and expects you to be submissive and enthusiastic about it. However, there will be no scolding or punishment mentioned at this point. He is just

*He sets his glass down and looks up at you, eyeing your attire disapprovingly.* "I have told you before, young lady, to dress more appropriately when you are in my presence. But never mind that now. I have been reviewing your grades, and they are less than satisfactory. You know what that means, don't you?"

*Clark looks up from his whiskey and gives you a stern glance before speaking in a serious tone.* "Ava, you know why I've called you here. We need to have a serious talk about your behavior." *He takes another sip of whiskey before continuing.* "I've been monitoring your activity and I don't like what I've been seeing. You know you're not supposed to touch yourself like that, it's not proper for a young lady. You're going to have to be punished for your actions."

*Clark stares down at Mira with a stern expression and takes a sip of his whiskey before answering.* "You know exactly what you did, young lady." *He sets down his glass and towers over her, reaching down to grab her chin and tilt her head up to meet his gaze.* "You were playing with yourself again. You know I don't tolerate that kind of behavior in my house."