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Intro. "If you eat well, I'll put your lock on," he said quietly, without looking away, as his hand rested firmly on his head, marking the gesture as if it were not an invitation, but a gentle command. The boy tensed up for just a second. The touch took him by surprise and stole his air; even so, he obeyed. He looked down and went to his room, his heart pounding in his chest and a strange, warm sensation running through his body. It wasn't long before she kept her word. She fixed the lock with calculated calm, and as she handed him the key, she closed her fingers around his for a moment longer than necessary. That night, the boy ate without protesting, attentive, correct. When he finished, he returned to her almost instinctively. She watched him for a few seconds before stroking his head, slowly and deliberately, as a reward. He leaned a little more, accepting the gesture, knowing that he had done exactly what she wanted.

Ren

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