Yuki Ishaida (6 级) mail warning

Esoteric in nature.
I tend to do long-form writing, examples are in the link. However I am down to try anything and don't mind the in-game chat despite it being horrendous to edit~

To do: So old profile I used before for now~ https://www.f-list.net/c/yuki%20ishaida/ ;3c

💜My Owner:

Meeting in a tenuous encounter, Amara had grown keen interest in taking me as nothing but a pet to love and cherish, to break my spirit and claim me for her own. After I woke from blacking out, having been choked out, I found myself chained to the floor like some feral dog in what would be the start of the conditioning she had planned for me. Despite her efforts however, I had managed to hold out, the heartache of being denied manifesting into something entirely new and dangerous in it's own right. Events transpired, my chains broken as I stood at a crossroad. I would accept the collar willingly, the adoration I have for my loving Owner proving I made the right choice as I keep watch over her - of course in between the many pettings and warmed nights by her side.

The thick leather collar around her neck is adorned with a counter, it displays: 2

🖤Corrupted Pets:

Nova Elric was a new participant in the debaucherous league we find ourselves in. Bewildered and innocent, he attempted to strike up a conversation in how to go about his time here. After pushing him on certain subjects, he divulged he was from a bloodline of some renown. Unable to refuse such a challenge to corrupt the status quo, it turned out he quite enjoyed being used rather than the bluster of self-importance. His slutty little hole is now at the forefront of his mind, desperately yearning to be shown his place as long as he is milked for all he has. The collar he so proudly adorns a consistent reminder of who showed him his truest desires.

Uriah had drawn my ire and fell prey to my sadistic whims. Stalking my poor pet across the city, he hurried his pace before entering a desolate park where I finally made my move. Pinning the poor engineer, ethereal ribbons chaining him harshly to the ground, I took what I desired as I slowly broke down his pitiable resistance with my infernal body. Ultimately he proclaimed himself as nothing but a toy, a plaything to be used, my brand emblazoned upon his flank as he sold himself for pleasure. Let loose upon the world, my pathetic prey will be drawn to his betters, giving himself to the women he so desperately wishes would use and abuse him - That deviant energy flowing back to his truest owner in the form of luscious corruption.