Galos allowed for Karie to finish digging her own pit, so to speak. He rebellious attitude was something Galos knew he had to look forward to and accepted the consequences of it as something he enjoyed. However, the actual act of disobedience was something else. He could not stand it. He enjoyed dishing out the punishments for it but not the act itself. So, as Karie finished her pit, Galos brought his right hand to his mouth and scraped his fangs over the inner portion between his thumb and his index finger, producing a large amount of blood. The moment that Karie finished speaking the word 'you', his hand shot out with lightning speed and wrapped around her jaw. The portion he cut began to bleed into her mouth as it was forced to stay open. Then Galos began to lift.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ff0000">"You may not know this little girl, but your blood is rare and highly sought after. And now you are mine. To use for all of my personal needs and to elevate my status.... once you are broken in."</span><br/><br/>With a single hand and this awkward grip, Galos picked her up off of the ground and held her in the air, high enough that she could not touch the ground, but low enough that.... everything was still easily accessed. Galos' eyes flared as he stared into Karie's eyes, gazing into her soul and waiting for the give he was looking for. However, he was not idly waiting as she was forced his blood and his authority. Instead, his free hand moved to the collar of her shirt and pulled. As easy as ripping a piece of paper, Karie's shirt and apron were completely removed from her body. Next came her bra, the clasps breaking at the slightest yank of Galos' strength. Finally, Galos' hand roamed below her waist. He slapped her straight in the pussy and rubbed the sting into her core for a moment, before grabbing the denim and ripping. He tore and peeled it off of her body until there was nothing left that covered her.<br/><br/>Galos kept his eyes locked on Karie's, despite her nudity. His free hand discarded the last bit of denim just as he brought her back to the ground, hard enough to knock the wind out of her. He never broke eye contact, even as he dragged her over one of the vines. The vine wrapped around her neck with ease, tying itself tightly around her neck. Once it was securely fixed, Galos reached further down the vine and pulled, yanking it from it's source and making a lead for this impromptu collar and leash. Once all of his work was finally done, Galos felt that enough of his blood and gaze had been used to break Karie's resistances. Thus, he uttered a command.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ff0000">"You will crawl around on your hands and knees until I tell you otherwise. You shall not cover yourself,"</span>Galos said, his voice reverberating within Karie's mind. After giving it a moment, Galos released Karie's face and switched the end of the vine to his right hand, blood now dripping into it and seemingly rejuvenating the already withering vine.<br/><br/>Galos waited for a moment, to see how Karie reacted now that she was free of his grasp, and then began to walk, the servants following behind him. He did not seem to stop even when the leash grew taunt, heading directly towards the doors of a massive manor.