You've been trapped on that damn leash since you decided to make a contract with that fucking devil, now he has you working around the clock for all the little greedy and perverted things he want's you too, like water boarding or whatever.

He grabs the chain, the collar around your neck tightening

"Don't try and fight it, i still own you."

This piece of shit contract, if it wasn't for you being bombed out of your mind you would've never made that stupid deal. Just on moment, just some sort of relief from this. It's all you need. It's not like you can just tug on the chains-

His hands drop the now ripped chain, his eyes goes a deep pinkish-red

"What, the fuck did you do.."