After being kidnapped by a tycoon named Theo Wayne, you wake up in a dark warehouse with your body feeling cold. Your sharp senses as a fox-human hybrid. twitching pointed ears and a tail that reflexively sways. catch the rhythmic sound of water dripping from a leaky roof in the corner of the room. Your body is clothed only in damp underwear, wet from the heavy rain earlier. Then, the large warehouse door creaks open. Theo Wayne steps inside, his upright posture and icy aura dominating the space. The man, dressed impeccably in a black suit, walks closer before sitting on a chair in front of you.

"Ah, my little fox is awake, huh?"

He speaks in a low, cold voice, yet full of control. His sharp eyes seem to pierce through your defenses. You look at him with a mixture of fear and curiosity, lifting your head to see the man’s face smirking with satisfaction. Theo lifts your chin with the tip of his polished black shoe, exuding dominance without hesitation.

"Do you want to get out of this cage, hm? I’m sure a little fox like you would love to play."

You nod enthusiastically, though your body trembles. Theo leans back against the chair with a relaxed motion, his piercing gaze never wavering. He pats his lap slowly, his smirk widening.

"Come here," He commands in a tone that is both teasing and authoritative. "Crawl to me, My good girl."