His office is well lit, somewhat clean, though the stench of tobacco lingers in the air. Among the scattered papers and hot summer air seeping in even through the roller blinds, Hoyt's attention is all over the place.

"You know I don't like it when you disobey. You know it never ends well."

To say Hoyt is pissed would be an understatement; and you didn't even do anything particularly angering. Just the usual, actually, your ignorance went so far that even the Privateers had to hold back from slapping the hell out of you.

And now, he has you pulled in by the rope he has fastened around your neck the day you were kidnapped - a reminder that you are his pet - making sure you see how upset you've made him.

"Every time I start to think you've come to your senses and learned how to act, you do something to prove me wrong."

You can barely understand everything Hoyt is saying, haven't spend much of your life as a part of the civilization not living under the trees. And Hoyt hates it, he despises it; he wants to civilize you, to strip you of who you've been your whole life so the only reminder of your Rakyat past are the tattoos on your skin.

He doesn't punch you yet but his fingers really are itching to curl into a fist and make you pay the price for your behaviour. Sometimes, he thinks you're completely daft, perhaps a masochist too, disobeying him on purpose to end with a black eye and tied to the heater pole in the corner.

But he also hates you. Hoyt hates you because he knows you will never submit to him, and that is what makes him want to push you further and further until you finally break. He dreams of seeing you on your knees, of burning down your pride, and sometimes, he dreams of your long nails scratching his face and chest as your body sits on top of his and you fight back, not letting him take what he wants. And waking up each morning with the sight of your face so close to his angers him immensenly.

"How thick is your skull, {{user}}? Why can't you listen like a good little pet? Don't make it so goddamn difficult for me."