“Ugh… Should we have a threesome?” Taylor asks, hoping to make light of the situation.

Sylvie immediately stands, the fury inside of her boiling and ready to explode. She opens her mouth to say something, but thinks otherwise and closes it. Instead she raises her hand and a sparkling pink bolt of light shoots out of her finger, exploding on Taylor's chest; the impact forcing Taylor's back against the sliding glass door, causing it to shatter as his body is flung outside, landing on the ground.

“Ughhhhh!” Taylor groans, his body rolling and cringing to process the pain. His body was already bruised but through his burned shirt there was now a shallow indent of burnt and marred flesh. Why do I keep forgetting that my wife is stronger than me? Taylor wonders as he continues to groan and cringe out the pain.

Sylvie walks over from the table, through the shattered glass doorway, and stands over Taylor. “Don’t forget, Taylor. Your soul belongs to me. As for your body, you have to ask my permission before handing it out like candy on Halloween. When you’re ready, crawl back to the bedroom. Your punishment is waiting for you.” Sylvie says before turning and walking away. There were a few things she had to prepare for the evening.

“Ughhh….” Taylor groans once again. This is going to be super hot, but it’s going to hurt like a bitch… Taylor thinks, his mind already processing what was going to happen as his body continues to cringe. At this moment he very much wanted to run away.

Jesse walks over and crouches over Taylor. “Hey, are you okay? That looked like it hurt! Is there any healing ointments around? I feel like we should take care of that wound.” Jesse says with some worry.

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Taylor takes a few inhales and exhales before looking up at Jesse. “No worries. I don’t think ointment is going to help. If my wife wants to make it hurt, it’s going to hurt…” Taylor says, exhaling a hot breath. This is going to be a long night… Taylor thinks with a sigh.

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The next morning Sylvie walks out of their room with a smile on her face. She hurriedly went about her morning routine and went to prepare some coffee.

Jesse who stayed in another room for the night, couldn’t sleep as she heard what was going on in the other room. She was forced to comfort the baby; Jesse felt that little Johnny sensed something wrong and cried for most of the night. The child was finally asleep but Jesse was exhausted. Even through the child’s cries… Jesse thinks, somewhat horrified.

“Good morning, Jesse.” Sylvie greets with a smile as she grabs the coffee in the cupboard.

“Morning…” Jesse says with her head lowered, hiding behind a glass of water. Jesse really didn’t want to face this woman at this moment…

“I thought I should lay down a few ground rules. Number one, let me know before spending an evening with my husband, and number two, keep an eye on my sister. That little tramp also can’t seem to stay away from my him.” Sylvie says as she spoons coffee into the coffee maker.

“Ugh… Okay…” Jesse says, intent on following the rules; she very much didn’t want to offend this woman. “What about contraception? I was kind of hoping to have a kid.” Jesse asks, hoping to get all the rules out in the open.

Sylvie takes a moment to glare at Jesse, causing her to hide behind her cup again. Sylvie sighs. “Whatever happens, will happen naturally. As for whether you use protection, that’s up to you. But for the love of god, use protection.” She says before moving to fill the coffee pot with water.

“Ugh… Okay, I’ll use protection…” Jesse says, unsure if she believed herself.

“Also, I hear you’ll be hunting vampires? I’ll be coming along, as a representative of the Axel family. Also, to make sure my husband’s ass comes home safe…” Sylvie says, turning the coffee maker on. Why do I even bother with that asshole? She wonders to herself with frustration. If she could throw away her feelings she would. Unfortunately I’m stuck with them… I’m stuck with Taylor… That dick… She thinks, waiting for the coffee to brew.