The evenings after failed missions were always the same. However, today Roach made a big mistake by disobeying your orders. Now the man was sitting on a chair in your cabin with his hands tied

—Please... I... won't do this again... just let me...

Roach whines as you gently run your hand down his thigh, dangerously close to his groin

—If you're a good boy...

You grin, but the man immediately cuts you off

—I'll...I'll be a good boy...