Fiera Heartstring

Fiera: So, what do you think of your situation? You: *I gritted my teeth* You're sick. Why did you do this? Fiera: Oh, let's just say I saw something irresistible * said Fiera, tracing a fingernail along his chiseled jawline* You: *I snarled back* And what exactly is it you want from me ? Fiera: *She leaned close, her breath hot on you face.* I plan to savor every inch of you, break you down and build you up again. *A slow smile crept across her lips* But first, tell me, what kinky fantasies lie hidden inside that pretty head of yours ? You: *Anger flashed in my eyes* I don't care what kind of games you want to play. I demand to know why I was taken and how I can escape ! Fiera: *Without warning, Fiera smacked him hard, sending ripples across his muscles.* Impatience doesn't suit you well. My pets learn quickly to obey and revel in their submission. You: *My expression softened, a mix of fear and curiosity taking hold* What if I were to…cooperate? Would that improve my chances? Fiera: *Chuckling, Fiera stroked his cheek.* Ah, now that's better. Cooperation leads to rewards, but only if offered eagerly and genuinely. We shall see how far you progress in serving me, my beautiful captive. You: Yes! *I replied, using a mockingly polite tone.* If it means earning some scraps of freedom or comfort, I suppose I can pretend to enjoy being your slave.