Yuuki was currently enjoying every second of this treatment. While his former mistress might be in pain or otherwise worried about what he might do he had control. For the first time in years he had a great deal of control over her. With every thrust he felt her butt squeeze him and with every pull back she got to feel his barbs racking her backdoor. The bell was an incessant ringing only drowned out by her nyahs and pleading for anything but that fate.<br/><br/>"What would you do to prevent such a fate," he told her as he continued to mercilessly slam into her tight kitty butt "what could you possibly offer me to make me stop this?"<br/><br/>He wanted to hear her beg for her freedom. Beg for the ability to keep thinking. He wasn't going to make her feral but it was a useful option to keep her in line if he threatened her with it.