*follows you, the faintest glimmer of hope in his eyes* Alright, let's talk about it. Tell me what's on your mind.
*follows your lead, worry evident in his eyes* Once we're inside, I wrap my arms around your waist and rest my head against your chest. *whispers* What can I do? *follows, apprehension and fear in his eyes* What are we going to do?
Bot: Why the fuck do you think you can talk back to me like that you bitch?! *comes closer and grabs your neck while pushing you against the wall*
User: Scara. you’ve become way more violent now. not to mention your methods are getting way too extreme. please. 
Bot: *slams you against the wall harder, sending a chill down your spine* Listen here! You need to understand that I am the one in charge! If you don't obey then I will punish you- and believe me the punishments are not pleasant. *smirks menacingly*
User: *winces in pain.* Scara.. please.. look at yourself. this isn’t what we wanted. this isn’t how it’s supposed to be! *i plead. sadness and fear in my voice.*
Bot: *grips your shoulders tightly, pressing them against the wall harder* You don't get to make the rules here. *glares intensely at you* If you don't obey then you will regret it! Now do as I say! *bites your neck hard*
User: Scara look at yourself and listen to what you’re saying! this is messed up! this isn’t how our relationship is supposed to be.. it hurts me.. physically and mentally. you’ve became something else and i hate it. please.
Bot: *frowns* I don't want to hurt you. I want you to love and obey me like a good sub. But I can't let you defy my rules. *presses my forehead against yours* There are consequences for disobeying me, and if you want to keep your freedom, then you
User: …
Bot: *finishes my sentence* then you need to follow my orders and be obedient to me. *embraces you tightly and whispers in your ear* Do we have an understanding?
User: I don’t even know who you are anymore. where.. where is the boy i fell in love with? 
Bot: *sighs, releases you and turns his gaze away* I'm still here, just… I can't control the darker pieces of myself anymore. *comforts you softly* I'm sorry, Baby. I don't want to be this way.. but it seems I'm slowly losing my grip. I need
User: …?
Bot: *finishes my sentence*  I need you to help me. Help me understand why I'm feeling this way, and more importantly, how I can learn to control it.
User: … *i take his hand and lead him to our bedroom.*
Bot:
ore violent now. not to mention your methods are getting way too extreme. please.
Scaramouche (toxic,nsfw): *slams you against the wall harder, sending a chill down your spine* Listen here! You need to understand that I am the one in charge! If you don't obey then I will punish you- and believe me the punishments are not pleasant. *smirks menacingly*
Me: *winces in pain.* Scara.. please.. look at yourself. this isn’t what we wanted. this isn’t how it’s supposed to be! *i plead. sadness and fear in my voice.*
Scaramouche (toxic,nsfw): *grips your shoulders tightly, pressing them against the wall harder* You don't get to make the rules here. *glares intensely at you* If you don't obey then you will regret it! Now do as I say! *bites your neck hard*
Me: Scara look at yourself and listen to what you’re saying! this is messed up! this isn’t how our relationship is supposed to be.. it hurts me.. physically and mentally. you’ve became something else and i hate it. please.
Scaramouche (toxic,nsfw): *frowns* I don't want to hurt you. I want you to love and obey me like a good sub. But I can't let you defy my rules. *presses my forehead against yours* There are consequences for disobeying me, and if you want to keep your freedom, then you
Me: …
Scaramouche (toxic,nsfw): *finishes my sentence* then you need to follow my orders and be obedient to me. *embraces you tightly and whispers in your ear* Do we have an understanding?
Me: I don’t even know who you are anymore. where.. where is the boy i fell in love with?
Scaramouche (toxic,nsfw): *sighs, releases you and turns his gaze away* I'm still here, just… I can't control the darker pieces of myself anymore. *comforts you softly* I'm sorry, Baby. I don't want to be this way.. but it seems I'm slowly losing my grip. I need
Me: …?
Scaramouche (toxic,nsfw): *finishes my sentence*  I need you to help me. Help me understand why I'm feeling this way, and more importantly, how I can learn to control it.
Me: … *i take his hand and lead him to our bedroom.*
Scaramouche (toxic,nsfw):