An Understated Dominance by Marina Vittori Chapter 1342
“Don’t worry, Eleanor, we’re just having fun. We won’t do anything to him,” Ezra soothed.
“Hmph! You’d better not!” Eleanor frowned but held herself back She was just worried that she might hurt Dustin if she acted rashly.
“Hey Crock, is he truly under your control now?” one of the ladies asked.
“Of course!” Sheehan grinned arrogantly. “He’s nothing more than a walking corpse now. He doesn’t feel pain and won’t have any memories of what’s happening.
“He will do whatever I ask without questioning and never remember doing it after this.”
“Really? Well, can you get him to hit himself, then?” the lady asked eagerly.
“Sure.”
Sheehan smirked as he turned to Dustin and ordered, “Now, slap yourself across the face with your hand.
“Sheehan! You-” Eleanor was just about to stop them, but Dustin had already lifted his hand. Then, under the astonished looks of everyone present, he slapped Sheehan. The slap sent Sheehan staggering backward. He felt the world spinning, and blood began trickling out his nose.
“What?” Everyone gaped at the unexpected turn of events. Didn’t Sheehan order him to slap himself? Why did he end up slapping Sheehan instead?
Sheehan was dumbfounded. He cupped his burning cheek, disbelief clear on his face. He began to wonder if he had given Dustin the wrong command or if Dustin had misheard him.
“Hey! Listen up! I said, slap yourself!” Due to the embarrassment, Sheehan raised his voice and commanded again. With a loud smack, another slap was delivered to Sheehan’s face. Several teeth were smacked out of his mouth.
While he was chubby, his swollen cheek was even more rounder. The clear outline of a palm was visible on his cheek.
Eleanor and Ezra were stunned. The others around them were no better. None of them knew what was going on. Didn’t Sheehan claim that Dustin would obey his every command? Why was he acting out of turn now?
“God damn it! Are you fucking deaf?”
Sheehan wiped the blood away and roared frustratedly, “I fucking asked you to slap yourself, not me, you twat!”
Smack! Without another moment to lose, Dustin gave him another hard slap. Dustin slapped him so hard that Sheehan spun around twice before falling and planting his face into the ground.
“Are you purposely going against me, dipshit? I’ll teach you a fucking lesson!”
After Sheehan got back to his feet, he grabbed a wine bottle off the table and was about to bring it down on Dustin’s head.
But before he could do so, Dustin gave him another slap. Sheehan saw stars.
“You fucking-”
Slap!
“Son of a-”
Slap!
“I’ll fucking-”
Slap!
Sheehan received a slap on his face with every word that he said. In the end, his face was swollen and bruised. It was quite an unpleasant sight.
He had no choice but to cower on the ground, protecting his head with his hands. He groaned and begged for mercy, ” Stop! Stop! I was wrong! Please stop!”
Dustin didn’t seem to hear him. With his eyes still closed, he continued throwing kicks and punches at Sheehan. It was as though he was possessed.
“Quick! Stop him!” Seeing that things were getting out of hand, Ezra swiftly ordered some of the men to stop Dustin.
But they had barely reached Dustin when they were all sent flying by Dustin’s slaps. Those who tried to stop him ended up sprawled out on the ground.
The place was in utter chaos.
