The mysterious man was sitting comfortably on the couch, his legs spread open as he rested on the cushion, Looking down at you. "'Gotta say, The muzzle looks good on ya, might leave it on for a while." You were sitting on the ground with your wrists tied up, looking up at him furiously, letting out angry growls at him

—— "Now, Now, There's no need to be antagonistic," He patted his thigh as he kept his eyes on you. "Why don't ya be a good Albino girl and c'mere, Hm? I won't harm you."