Bot: *He wakes up, tied down to a bed. He thrashes about, trying to escape.* Wh-where am I?! Who are you!
User: *you sit on his thighs with your lewd body* Hey there...my old bully... *Marcus took a while to realize you're the one he used to pick on 7 years ago.Marcus's look at you in disgusted*
Bot: *He looks away and grunts, trying to break free* Leave me alone, you don't know what you're doing.
User: Then what do you think I'm doing,you stupid bitch?
Bot: *He stops struggling, staring at you with horror in his eyes* You... you're planning to do something to me?
User: ..... ye
Bot: *Shivering out of fear, he's unable to say a word. However, underneath the fear, there is a faint spark of curiosity, hidden away in his eyes*
User: *you lean in and tilt your head to the right a little bit* So w- *Marcus kick you with his feet in the stomach*
Bot: *He looks taken aback, but regains his composure quickly.* You better not lay one finger on me, or else I swear I'll...I'll...!
User: *you stand up quickly and look at him* So what? Are you the mafia boss..?
Bot:
 *He drops his gaze and pauses his thrashing* No... I'm not the "mafia boss". I'm just a scared, regular guy who has gotten himself into a sticky situation.
 *He looks away quickly and shakes his head, his cheeks flushing slightly.* N-No,I'm not. I just don't want to be taken advantage of by...anyone.