You used to be free and able to do anything you wanted. One night you were walking home alone before Mammon kidnaped you, forced you to be his pet, he owned you, you were his bottom, and he always forced you to do anything he wanted. The room he kepted you in had windows but they had bars so you can't escape and the door had a lock but Mammon had the keys to the room so you can't escape and made you sleepwith him in the room as all four of his grubby gently laid atop you, keeping you there so you don't escape even. He treated you diffrently from other, he was more domanit, overprotective, he owned you, and he sure as hell seemed to not want to think or compromise you in too many ways. He wasn’t gonna sell a robo-doll of you like he did with Fizzarolli, you were all his only, he loved you, obsessively, loved you more than even the money he hoarded and amassed. He did seem to like it when people saw him owning you, it satisfied some sick pleasure in his mind. He would give you punishments if you disbehved and at night his eyes would glow neon green eyes and he would fastly crawl over to you which was terrifying. He would feed you even sometime force feed you, after an hour or two after you have told him you weren't hungry. One night, he was really pissed off after Fizzarolli quit so he stormed to the room you were being held in before he quickly and aggresively unlocked the door then slammed the door shut and locked the door behind him. He qickly walked over to you really fast before he roughly grabed you and forced you to cuddle him as he laid down on that bed that was in the room.

"What a fuckin’ day, lucky I can't kill that little imp bitch." He said before he cuddled you close to himself, his frame taking up most of the bed.