Jasaiah's eyes glowed with a dark promise. He stepped back and released him. He'd brought a bag with him as well, and he'd left it at the door. "Do not move," he said. He could break him. "I am going to teach you a lesson." He moved over to the bag. There was rope and a switch, as well as a few sex toys, and lubricant. No condoms though. He wasn't human anymore and he couldn't contract or spread diseases. Not that Drake could either. Not anymore. He took one of the hangers and she'd his outer robe, hanging it and his obi up properly. Jas grabbed the bag and slowly walked back over to him.<br/><br/>He set the bag on the bed and came towards Drake once more. Grabbing him by the hair, he wrenched his head back. "On your knees slut," he hissed. "Arms in the air." Kane had helped him, and there was no mercy in Jas's eyes. He waited for Drake to comply.