<div class="floatleft">(https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/236x/0c/2a/09/0c2a0955968d4239742ebb244dfcc88c.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Theseus Rockford<br/><strong>Status:</strong>Guest<br/><strong>Date | Time:</strong>Second night, 10ish<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Hallway<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>As pictured<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Robyn, Random npcs passing by<br/><strong>Content Warning:</strong>Dub-Con/Forced Compliance, humiliation, forced pet play<hr/><br/>For a brief moment he thought she might have acquiesced at long last. A victory to indulge, his guard lowered as he took a moment to trace his fingertips along soft skin in a simple caress. A rush of excitement ran through him but turned to confusion and pain as she made contact with his knee. Unable to suppress the sudden pain he grunted, eyes flashing red as she turned and bolted for the door! "Come back here!" Theseus commanded, his voice echoed down the hall as the door opened. He was slower to follow, his leg forcing him to hobble over as he shifted his weight off the hurt limb.<br/><br/>Robyn didn't make it out of the room. A hand managed to between her shoulders, forcing  her into the door frame and pinning her in place just out of reach of freedom. Theseus leaned in closely, his body weight pressing against her as he closed the gap, his lips against her ear. "Didn't I fucking tell you what would happen!" He growled, the belt coming down harshly across her ass with a loud crack of leather across skin! A couple of guest casually walking by at that moment witnessing the moment simply paused for a moment to observe, his anger draining from his features as he turned and shot the voyeurs a quick wink. "Ohh, is this what you secretly wanted? You wanted someone to see?" He managed to scramble, masking the moment as best he could. "I told you, try that shit again and you will be wearing this belt around your belt, didn't I!" He leaned in to hiss into her ear, playing to their small crowd before they appeared bored with the show and moved on. The mansion was a walking orgy, a little rough play was all part of the night time activities after all.<br/><br/>“Let’s take a walk.” He said before the bent belt was lassoed over her head and down to her neck before he pulled it to form a crude collar. The buckle would not hold in place, but as long as held a firm grip on the end of the belt itself, there was no escape. A hand pulled her hair free from the collar before he tugged once more, the leather pressed tightly against her throat. “You won’t need this…” His hands gathered at the back of her shirt’s collar, tearing the fabric before he ripped it down her back and pulled it free from her body as he yanked her into the hallway. He didn’t ask anymore, instead he forced her down to the ground, pulling and pushing her as needed until she was on the ground. “Act like a bitch and I will treat you like one, now come, let’s go for a walk.” He smiled as he began to walk, her options to keep pace or be dragged would be presented immediately.