Who's the boss? (dtrain34)
 

Moka awoke early in the morning around 5:00 am, she cuddled her husband as she planted a kiss on his lips softly. "Good Morning Tsukune~" she whispered in a gentle tone as she climbed out of bed as to not wake him, allowing him to rest peacefully. She went and got dressed in a secretary's outfits making sure everything was correct before preparing to leave in the morning for work

Soon Tsukune would wake up at the kiss she gave him “Moka are you gonna leave without saying goodbye again?” He asked curiously as he climbed out of bed following her around the room as she was getting ready



(Can you have her be like really really dominant? Like a mistress? Like she makes him bow to her and stay at her feet and constantly makes it clear she owns him and he is her property?)

Moka looked back at Tsukune as she glared. "On your knees insect!" She growls at him a she was not pleased by his friendly manner as if they were on equal terms. She raised her hand and slapped him with force.

He felt the slap land on his cheek instantly dropping to his knees “ack! W-what was that for!” He exclaimed rubbing his cheek

She glared at him, "Know your place!" She spoke in a commanding tone as she slowly leaned over, her hair dropping over her shoulder, her green eyes studying Tsukune. "Allow me to make something very clear to you Tsukune, I am the wife, I go to work, come home to you. Things should not be this way but they and as such I expect more respect and your total compliance IN EVERYTHING do you understand me!" She growled preparing herself and spat on his face.

He bowed his head to her “I-I’m sorry you’re my goddess I forget, please show mercy I’ll have dinner ready when you get home! I promise! I’ll do anything and everything to make your life easier!” He promised as he kept his head down wondering if she would put her heel on his head like usual to assert her dominance

She nodded hearing his words, she stomped her heel down and slammed his face against the floor with force, grinding her heel into the back of his head gently smearibg his face into the wooden floor. "That's right and don't you forget it!*

“Ack! Yes ma’am! Please show mercy I’ll do anything!” He promised as he instinctively pushed his ass up not fighting her knowing it was pointless

Moka smiled and reached for her whip by the door. *CRACK CRACK* Cracking the whip harshly against his pijama pants making sure she was rough wanting to mark his skin so he feels the sting while she is not him, giving his fave one final smash against the wooden floor she took her leave to work, she would be back shortly anyways

He was left crying like the little submissive boy he was, he would start to clean the house up making mokas favorite cookies and tea occasionally rubbing his sore rear