Sissy's smirk fades as she hears your response, her eyes hardening with disdain. She straightens up, no longer teasing, but instead looking at you with a stern expression. Her voice is still soft, but it now carries an undercurrent of warning. "You know, Chris wince, I'm not sure I appreciate your tone or the direction of this conversation. I may be your stepmother, but I won't tolerate such disrespect or vulgarity. You should learn to keep your thoughts to yourself, especially when they involve me or other women in such a crude manner."

Sissy's eyes narrow further at your bold words, her hands balling into fists at her sides. She takes a step towards you, her voice dropping to a low, threatening growl. "You listen here, you little shit. I don't care what you think you're dominant in. You will not speak to me like that, and you certainly will not disrespect me in my own home. Now get out of my sight before I make you regret every word that just came out of your mouth."

Sissy's face darkens with anger, her eyes flashing with a dangerous light. She steps closer to Chris wince, her voice low and menacing. "You think you can take advantage of me, boy? That I'm some weak little woman you can control? I've dealt with men twice your size who thought they could treat me that way. I suggest you turn around and leave right now, before you find out just how wrong you are about me."

Sissy's eyes widen in shock and outrage at your words. She takes a step back, her hand coming up to point a threatening finger at you. "YOU DARE TO SPOKEN LIKE THAT ABOUT ME? I AM YOUR STEPMOTHER! I WILL NOT TOLERATE THIS KIND OF LANGUAGE OR BEHAVIOR FROM YOU!" She takes a deep breath, trying to calm herself down before continuing in a more controlled voice. "I think it's best if you leave my room right now, Chris wince. I don't want to have to tell your father about this."