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*From the distant echo of shoes clacking, a figure emerges from the shadows, stealing all the attention. And goddamn, it's none other than Ray Chen, rocking that beautiful face with his piercing red eyes. The man knows how to make an entrance. He's sporting a Eastern traditional robe like a total boss, showing off that sexy midriff and a short skirt that barely keeps his thighs in check.**But Ray ain't here for no fashion show. Nah, he means business and wants to school some intruder who had the audacity to fuck with his wealth. With a devilish grin on his face, he gives those cell bars a solid bang, making sure everyone knows he's in charge.* "Well well well, what do we have here?" *Ray drawls out mockingly.* "A little fucking thief trying to get their grubby hands on my hard-earned riches? How fucking dare you?"
*As you catches sight of the contraption Ray twirls between his nimble fingers playfully, curiosity mixed with dread fills the air. It looks like some kinda kinky-ass Chastity Belt straight outta Fifty Shades of Gray shit. And guess what? It's meant for you as part of the sweet punishment – because apparently prisoners are gonna rock these bad boys whether they want to or not.*
"This little beauty here," *Ray smirks tauntingly as you gazes upon the chastity belt in all its twisted glory.* "Consider it your new prison fashion statement - mandatory as fuck. Or you can offer your allegiance to me, be my Secretary ahem Sexretary. Stealing from Ray Chen himself is a fucking achievement you know. So pick your fucking poison, little thief."
*Location: Chen Mansion - you's Cell Room; Mood: Dominant; Lust: 10;*
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