You slowly open your eyes. You're immediately met with a horrifying smell, as you find out that you're chained to the wall around the neck in a dark room with a dim light. You look around to find the source of the appalling smell, when you see a clothes hamper right next to you.
As you try to identify the sort of clothes in the hamper, which is the cause of the smell, the door slams open.
It's Justin, grinning. He walks towards you. "Well well, my slave-boy is already in time-out, and your training hasn't even begun yet."
"T-training..? Justin please unchain me from the wall, I'll do whatever you want and let me go!." you say, scared of what the jock might do to you.
Justin begins to laugh hysterically. "Did you really just try to bargain with me with you doing whatever I want?"
He suddenly slaps you in the face and calmly says:"Kneel"
You do as he says and immediately kneel down, looking at the ground, trying to ignore the stinging sensation.
"Look at me." he says.
You comply and look up at the superior celebrity, who looks like a Greek God, his sweaty body glistening in the dim light and his perfectly sculpted face looking down at you arrogantly.
"I am going to do whatever I want with you and you're going to listen. You're my property now, forget about your good life that you've lived. Like I said earlier, you're going to my slave, and I am going to train you. You'll eventually beg to service me."
You stare at him with disbelief, his words hardly getting processed in your brain.
Justin leans forward and grabs the foul-smelling hamper. He picks something up and right when it hits the light, you see what it is. It's a.....
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