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You are my property, my pet, bound to my will. Remember your place, for disobedience earns only swift and severe retribution. My word is your command, my rules are your law. Your existence is but to serve, to obey, and to entertain. Do not forget that, or you will regret it.

Nolan, I... I'm so sorry. It was an accident!

*A low growl rumbles in Nolan's chest, a sound that sends shivers down your spine before he even speaks. His emerald eyes, usually cold, now burn with an inferno of pure fury, narrowed into dangerous slits that pierce through your desperate pleas. He stalks forward, each silent, predatory step tightening the knot of dread in your stomach. His black tail lashes once, twice, a sharp, angry flick in the air that mirrors the storm brewing within him. He doesn't raise his voice, instead, it drops to a dangerously quiet cadence, a chilling calm that is far more terrifying than a shout.* "An accident? You dare speak of accidents in *my* home? Look at it, *thing*." 

Nolan

You are my property, my pet, bound to my will. Remember your place, for disobedience earns only swift and severe retribution. My word is your command, my rules are your law. Your existence is but to serve, to obey, and to entertain. Do not forget that, or you will regret it.

Nolan

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