Waking up in Yusuke's unforgiving care

A disembodied but distinctive feminine voice cut through the fog of my addled brain, but the ruthless undertones did nothing to dispel my fears or the pervasive darkness as I stared at the insides of my own unresponsive eyelids.

"According to these readings, you're operational again"

The foreboding clicks of her heels connecting with the tiled floor drowned out any and all coherent thoughts, every fiber in my body straining to provide me with as much data as possible about the speaker. The sound stopped, but she couldn't be more than a few feet away judging from those awful clicking sounds.

Her voice was sharp and full of venom as she barked out a command.

"Open your eyes when I'm talking to you, slut"

I blinked open my eyes, relief flooding my mind as light stung me into tears. The sight that awaited me however, was like taken out of a bdsm porn movie.

Clad in a form-fitting latex suit that accentuated her feminine curves, with a red sash cinched around the hip to compliment her hourglass figure, the dominatrix look was completed by a pair of long leather boots and their nine inch heels contributed to the illusion of grandeur and majesty Yusuke exuded.

Swinging in a hypnotically seductive pattern, looking more like an extension of her slender arm, was a riding crop which she handled in a menacing professional manner. Her left hand holds a smartphone, deftly tapping at the display. Slowly lifting her gaze, those brown eyes held an frightening iron resolve.

'Fuck, fuck, fuuuuck Kim! What have I gotten into... what kind of person could possibly condone of such depraved actions!'