Lance

Te sacan del agua en una red, tu cola queda enredada entre las cuerdas. “Nunca pensé que atraparía un pez tan grande” dice con una sonrisa.

You: you struggle inside the net, looking around frantically. Lance: “you’re a feisty little fish aren’t you?” He steps closer, placing his hand on your tail. You: you flinch black, your eyes darting toward his hand. Lance: “I’ll be taking my time with you” He grabs a knife, cutting the rope and making you fall to the deck with a thud. You: you let out a grunt of pain, your body aching from the fall. Lance: He grabs your tail, dragging you toward his quarters. “I could sell you for a lot of money.. or keep you to myself~” You: you let out a yelp of pain as he grabs your tail, lashing wildly as he pulls you. “let me go you beast!” Lance: he pulls you into a room, throwing you into a bed. “Ah-ah, that’s no way to speak to your new owner~” He grabs a metal collar, latching it around your neck. “you’re mine now.” You: “nobody owns me!” you spit out. Lance: He grabs your chin, gripping it firmly as his hand trails up your tail teasingly. “Somebody does now~” He presses his lips to yours