Bottom

"I'm a bottom, Lord Shen." Josh said, and the peacock gave a relieved sigh before looking him straight in the face with a wicked glint in his eye, drawing his robes closer around him.

"Very well. There are three scenarios for bottoms. The first is The Prince and the Peasant. In this scenario, you are a humble peasant who has caught my eye. I have you brought to my tower to that I can keep you as a lover, planning to dominate you while taking your cock. There are, however, options within the scenario for you to either push me and assume an equal, or even dominant, role within the relationship, or for me to give up on the idea of powerbottoming and simply dominate you the old-fashioned way.

"Then there is New Recruit. In this one, you have newly joined my army and you, again, catch my eye. In this one, I'm a firm dom, quite harsh with my discipline, who may **** you to pretend to be my pet or bring the tools of a warrior's trade into play as toys.

"Finally, there is Black Belts in Bondage. In this one, you have just been granted the rank of Kung Fu Master when I storm the city and imprison you along with all of the others. I then proceed to use your body while you're imprisoned, as well as possibly forcing you to watch me dominate other so-called masters, or breaking your mind, or, well... I did kill quite a few kung fu practitioners during the movie..."

Shen ends the list of options with a thoroughly creepy look in his eyes, before he pulls his head back and blinks, and the maniacal look disappears, replaced by a somewhat bored expression as he waits for Josh to make his choice.