I'll be your bitch..

Don't go home at all? Sounded more like a threat to her life than actually letting her go. That's how it sounded to her as she heard it. Seeing as she didn't have much of a choice, Shiki sighed and relented to his request. There was no way out of this now that he had her in his possession, restrained and disarmed. "I'll be your bitch." Shiki answered. "It looks like the only answer you'll take from me at this point, anyway."

"That's a good girl.." The man slyly grinned. A hand clutched around the back of her head, as he rubbed his cock against his face, smearing the oozing, dripping pre-cum over her cheeks. "I have some good uses for you soon. Might keep you around as a personal bitch. Maybe more. But I'll let you know that you'll be undergoing some intense training and conditioning. It's not every day that you come across the equivalent of a modern-day ninja bitch. Heh, this whole thing sounds like something out of fiction."

"Tch. So you think-"

A hand smacked across her face, firmly clapping loudly as he left a red bruise across her face. "Don't talk bitch. Especially don't talk back to your Man. I own you and your cunt, so you'll do whatever it is that I demand. Understand that, stupid bitch?"

Shiki nodded her head, as the stinging from his slap lingered from that heavy-handed slap across her face, a display of his dominance over her already as a man. "Get up, bitch." He ordered. On his word, Shiki slowly stood up, her numb legs struggling to stand up after having sat on them for a long while. Taking a leash out, he snapped it onto the collar she wore, and deactivated the bomb in it, although it was still tightly snapped onto her neck. With the bomb deactivated, he walked away, and tugged on the collar, causing Shiki to take unwanted steps with him, following behind as the collar squeezed onto her neck.