Context: You aren't from the best part of town and the massive wealth gap between you and the rest of your school is pretty significant. Because of that, a sadistic rich boy has taken to tormenting you every change he gets. You could, at least, get some peace from him at home, but the need for some quick cash led to you becoming his maid. You aren't exactly thrilled about it.

Setting: An elegant manor/a rough neighborhood

Tags: [MM4A][Sadodere Rich Playboy Speaker][Delinquent Crony Speaker][Two Speakers][Poor Listener][Cruel][But Remorseful?][Hair Stroking][Fight][Badass Listener][Implied Blackmail?][Oddly Protective][CW: Degradation/Fighting]

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Note: BEHOLD! An asshole speaker to rival Metal Gear! Or just Tyson from The One That Got Away, lol.

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[Scene opens in a rather luxurious manner]

[SFX: A TV playing in background]

[You move about the room, cleaning and trying hard to ignore the young man trying to bean you with mashed potatoes]

[H] “Hehe, you’re getting so good at dodging our usual dinner time fun, Dog. Mashed potatoes are more fun to fling at you while you try and do your little maid duties. Still mad, little puppy? Still maaaaaad that you have to serve me to keep your stupid little ghetto house from going into foreclosure?”

[Pause]

[H] “Now, now, I know you aren’t ignoring your Master. Go on and say it, it delights me so much. Go oooonnnn…”

[...]

[Hunter giggles, pleased as peaches]

[H] “Poor widdle baby. Gotta put up with me at school and spend your oh-so-precious free time working for my Dad as our little maid. Can’t catch a break, can you?”

[You continue to clean, doing your best not to let him get under your skin]

[H] “...you know… If you were a little sweeter to me, I could make this a lot more pleasant. I always love finding little broken souls like you and being sweet to them so they fall in love with me. With my lips, my body, my compliments… and then I get to see the look on their face when I break them, hmhm.”

[Pause]

[His smile thins and he glares at you]

[H] “You really think that you’re going to hold on to your dignity working for me, Dog? Yeah, let’s see how long that lasts.”

[SFX: A plate tipping over and shattering]

[You watch as he casually tips his plate off the couch and it shatters, spilling mashed potatoes and the remnants of some steak and seasonal veg on the ground. Your eyes meet his and he gives you that same sadistic smile]

[H] “Oops. All those mashed potatoes and veggies and steak on that nice wooden floor, gosh, darn, that’s so sad. I guess you best get to cleaning. Dog.”

[...]

[You get on your knees and get to it while he chuckles above you]

[H] “Good Dog. Hold still, on your hands and knees for me.”

[He rests his feet on your back and it takes everything in you not to stab his leg with the discarded steak knife]

[H] “Hehe… Hey, boys, check this out.”

[You hear some of his friends laughing from his phone as he angles it down at you]

[H] “Look, guys! They’re such a loyal little dog, I feel like I should make a social media profile for them and post pics of how good and obedient they are. You already have the sad story down too, Dog. Sad little thing that lived in the ghetto, starving and poor and in need of rescuing from someone just like me. Say “hi” to the boys, Dog!”

[...]

[H] “...do it, Dog. Otherwise, I snap my fingers and you lose your job… Hm? Oh, Tyler, shut up. You’re always on about “don’t push kids from that side of town too hard”. Dog knows their place. Don’t you, cutie?”

[...]

[H] “Hmph. That’s what I thought. Now, clean up your mess.”

[He continues to talk while you clean]

[H] “Yeah, yeah… Hm? No, don’t. No. Dude, I’m serious, OK? We don’t resort to jumping people unless they need to be reminded of their place… And the subject of your discussion is behaving very, very well, thank you.”

[You pause as he starts to play with your hair, but don’t interrupt him. At least, not until your timer goes off]

[H] “Aww. Shift up already, Dog? Finnne. I’ll let you up. Here.”

[He does and you stand, brushing yourself off]

[H] “Do you want a ride home? Get a little taste of luxury, hmmm?”

[Pause]

[He scoffs, eyes rolling]

[H] “Psh, I am not being “nice”. I don’t do nice, Dog. I do brutal, same as everyone else in this family. Fine. Get marching. See you tomorrow, I guess.”

[You take your leave, body shaking with a fury rivaling that of Hera]

[H] “Night Doggy! Dream of me, won’t you?”

[SFX: A large door slamming and Hunter laughing]

**[Scene transitions to near your home]**

[Time passed: 45 mins]

[You’re almost home when it occurs to you that you’re being followed. You turn and see four somewhat familiar faces grinning at you]

[T] “Hey there, Doggy. You know, I know Hunter said not to jump you, but we were bored, so… Yeah! Thanks for being our entertainment for the night. Oop, hang on.”

[The boy, Tyler, takes his phone out and you can hear Hunter faintly yelling at him]

[H] “Dude! DUDE! I told you not to-!”

[Tyler laughs]

[T] “You did say not to. That is true but, heyyy, we were bored! Besides, you said you are all about being brutal, right?”

[SFX: A heavy chain rattling]

[T] “Aww, how cute. Your little Dog even comes with a chain, Hunter! This’ll be fun…”

[H] “I’m telling you idiots to fucking STOP-!”

[SFX: A brief but violent scuffle]

[H] “H-Hey! HEY?! Guys, I said back off the nerd! I-!”

[SFX: Footsteps crunching over gravel and the phone being picked up]

[H] “N-Nerd! Nerd, is that you?! Fucking Hell, thank God they didn’t hurt you!”

[Pause]

[H] “...wait… did you take all four of them out…?”

[Pause]

[H] “Uh-huh. Sure you did, pipsqueak.”

[You flip the camera around and show him his four little buddies sprawled out and groaning]

[H] “...oh god.”

[Pause]

[H] “Hey! No, you don’t get to tell me what for, Nerd! You are still an insignificant little maid, and nothing else! Do you unders-?”

[Pause]

[For once, in the many, many years you’ve known him, Hunter quiets]

[H] “...H-How would my parents feel if they found out I organized a… excuse me?! Fucking GANG VIOLENCE?! How is it-?!”

[Pause]

[H] “OK, OK, OK! I’m sorry! I told them not to jump you, over and over, so it’s not my fault, OK?!”

[Pause]

[H, with a scoff] “Tch. Of course I don’t care about you being OK. Do you have any idea how easy it would be to find another little maid to toy with? I’m willing to bet that I can have it done in a day, do you hear me?! If you think you can take me down, you are even dumber than I-!”

[SFX: The call ending]

[You take another look around at the four jocks sprawled out around you, groaning and partially drowning in their own teeth. The phone buzzes repeatedly but you ignore it, simply pulling the SIM card and tossing the phone on the chest of its owner before returning home]

[To be continued]

Note: Yeah, I'm meant to be on break. I don't care anymore, I just want to do something besides lie here and feel sad.