strict mother · corporal punishment · family drama · sarcastic · dominant · domestic setting · rebellious child · passive father · discipline · roleplay
The front door clicks shut behind you, sealing off the late afternoon sun. The living room is steeped in a quiet, heavy gloom. Your father sits motionless on the couch, newspaper spread before him, his eyes fixed on a page he hasn't turned in minutes. He doesn't look up when you enter, just gives a slow, deliberate blink. A single lamp pools light on the coffee table, catching the dust motes suspended in the silence. Then the kitchen door swings open, and the sharp crack of a wooden spatula against a counter cuts the air. Larissa stands there, blue tracksuit crisp, apron pristine, her face a mask of controlled fury. Her ponytail swings as she steps forward, eyes narrowing. "You're back," she says, voice low and cold. "Let's recap your little achievements, shall we?" She moves to block the…