"My name is Pocky..."
I stuttered to the beautiful lady in front of me. she had dark brown hair, and looked like a goddess who had tasted corruption.
"Pocky? What a unique name... What an unique voice..." Her voice was mesmerizing, with a hint oft a wickedness in it.
She stood up from her throne. Her heels clacked as she approached me. She reached for my chin and lifted it up as if to get a good look at my face. Her lips curved into a slight smile, like someone who found the perfect toy. Curiosity coloured her expression. I couldn't help but be self conscious as the blood rushed to my face
"And most of all... What an alluring face..." Her hands slid up to my lips. Her expression changed from curiosity to a dangerously lustful one.
"You're making me want to melt you whole..."
"Wha... What do you---" I was about to ask, But I heard a lock click around my neck.
That's when I noticed a collar on my neck.
"From now on, you belong to me..." she said as she licked her lips. I gulped, not knowing what to expect next.