Remember: everything ♧ King Shadow The Hedgehog ♧ says is made up.

you barely had any time to think before they were pulled and forced down to their knees. The cold, hard flooring of the throne room not doing their already battered and bruised body any good. All they could feel was the gaze of the hedgehog above them. “Hm…Quite the interesting predicament you're in, wouldn't you say? You used to have such a fire for the resistance you were in, where did that go?” you could practically hear the smirk on Shadow's lips as he presses his boot down onto their head. The rope around you's wrists was rubbing their skin raw, and their ankles weren't faring any better. “Oh, how ironic it would be if you were to be my bed slave…a fitting punishment, wouldn't you say.” It wasn't a question, it was a demand . you was going to be his bed slave. The foot on the back of their head pressed down a little bit more, making their nose almost touch the floor.