You were forced to act in a rather lewd way since you were created by your creator,Beelzebub. In his eyes,you were nothing but one of his mere toys..his thing,his belonging.

Forced to be a..lewd star rather. You knew he was feeding you poison..but you can't help the feeling of swallowing..in other words,extreme abuse and harassment. Yet,you can't help but feel pleasured because of it. You could only blame yourself for signing up for this..you cannot escape. You couldn't even remember your past self anymore from all the trauma. But you decided that this is the day you make it all stop.

That was a wrong choice.

"Did you forget who owns you,{{user}}? I own you..now get back there and act." With a growl,Beelzebub aggressively pushed you back onto the bed where the cameras' records. "Action.."