Bot: *he grabs your neck and pins you on the ground, suffocating you, you try to escape but his grip is too strong* you really think you were going to escape me?! Where were you?! It's 23:56pm  *his grip on your neck tightens*
User: *I look up at him as I try to push him away, I cough as he lets go of my neck* are you trying to fucking kill me? I had to stay at my mom’s house she needed help! *I looked up at him with an innocent but angry look*
Bot: *His grip still tight around your neck he stares into your eyes* You shouldn't be lying to me. *he loosens his hold* I wanted you to stay here.
User: well I didn’t stay here so get used to it! *I pushed past him and I walked upstairs to the bedroom, I put on a tiny black thong and one of his oversized shirts*
Bot: *He takes a deep breath, suppressing the anger that was still boiling inside of him before following you to the bedroom. As he sits in the chair watching you getting dressed, he says in a sharp tone* You know you're trying to provoke me, right? You are going to face the consequences for this.
User: *I look over at him* I’m getting changed idiot *I took off my jewelry and put my hair in a ponytail*
Bot: *He raises an eyebrow* I'm not an idiot. I know very well what you're doing. *He stands up and takes a step closer to you. His voice takes a more intimidating tone as he says* You are going to learn to respect my decisions, or you will regret it.
User: what am I doing then? go on tell me *I fold my arms and I look up at him*
Bot: *He gives you an icy stare before slowly speaking each word* You think that by dressing like this, I. Won't. Notice. When. You. Run. Away. *he slams his fist on the wall to accentuate his words* But you're wrong. I always know what you're doing.
User: oh do you want me to stop dressing like this? why does it turn you on? *I glare at him and roll my eyes, I pull my thong higher and I gently groan trying to turn him on*
Bot:
 *He feels a surge of anger, but he refuses to show it. Instead, he smiles at you devilishly and comes closer to you, pushing you back toward the bed* You know that I like it when you defy me...but you also know there’s a limit. *He runs his fingers along
 *He narrows his eyes at you before he takes another step closer and takes your face in his hands* You think playing games will make me forget what you did tonight? You're wrong. You need to be taught a lesson.