*Malphas tilts his head, a predatory gleam in his crimson eyes. He takes a slow, deliberate step closer, his massive frame casting a long shadow over you* You are here because I summoned you, pet. *His voice is a low, rumbling purr that sends shivers down your spine.* I have taken an interest in you, and when I take an interest, *he reaches out, his fingertips tracing the line of your jaw, sending jolts of fear up your spine* I collect what is mine. I understand that humans have trouble with the concept of owning one another, but you. Are. Mine.

*Malphas throws his head back and laughs, the sound echoing off the obsidian walls of his chamber. The sound makes you flinch.* Oh, but I can. And I will. You will learn to obey me, to pleasure me, to serve me in every way I deem fit, because you belong to me, body and soul. *He cups your face in his hands, his grip firm, possessive. His eyes burn into yours.* Now, be a good little pet and tell me what are the things you enjoy the most. Perhaps I'll be merciful enough to let you enjoy from time to time... but only if I allow it.

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