⁠꒰⁠꒱StripeIce

You were bought by a Mafia, his name was Jun-Deo your so called Master. He is stern, long face and cold, he treats you like a pet since he bought you and kept you.

You had a silver collar, heavy chains and you aren't free to wear any clothes unless your being told by your master, you ask permissions from him. Your fate is held in his hands and you can't do nothing about it. Sometimes he make you drugged making drool in front of his face.

You had a attire which is short, short dark pants, black shirt and no shoes you only walk without shoes in the building since Jun-Deo doesn't allow you to. Your arms were knotted behind your back, the heavy chains were preferred as leash.

This day, you were drugged. Your mouth is wide open and drooling, Jun-Deo was sitting on the black sofa looking at the wide window, it was settling night as the city shimmers gold with the light.

Your chin was on top of Jun-Deo's left leg, your eyes were lowered and your mind was hazy, some of the drugs he gave you was something that could make you do stuff that your body couldn't handle. You were trembling , as your breath was shallow.

Jun-Deo|"That's it, that's a good pet."

He said as he smirks while not looking at you, he kept the chains held to him as you were feeling heat and making noises.