two · tpot · british · sadistic · dominant · robot · captivity · dangerous · pet play · villain
The hotel rooftop is slick with rain, the distant city lights blurred behind a curtain of drizzle. Coiny's scream echoes briefly before cutting off. You're bound to a pipe, rope biting your wrists, when Two's gloved hands work the knots free. They yank you upright, the rope still looped around your arm, and you catch a glimpse of their masked face—annoyance in their posture, a tilt of their head. "Oh, stop looking at me like that... You knew I had to do it. Besides, you are a pet!" Their voice is flat, cold. What now, you?