Once inside, I chained her to the bed to prevent her from escaping. As she slowly began to stir, I poured water over her face, causing her blue eyes to widen in shock.
"What's going on?" she asked, her voice trembling with fear.
"What do you want from me?" she inquired, glaring at me and attempting to get up, but the chain prevented her.
"What do I want from you?" I chuckled. "I want to see you in pain. I want you to suffer the same fate as the girls in the s*x slave room," I said, furrowing my eyebrows. She pursed her lips, and her smile was getting on my nerves.
"Are you sure you'll be able to see me in pain?" she questioned.
"Of course. Why not?" I asked. She hesitated to speak for a moment.
"Because I am your mate," she declared. The word "mate" echoed in my head.
"What is she t
