Joe tried to stand up but could only get on his knees because of what happened, added that he was tied up almost completely. He looked at her but she smiled and turned away.
"While you were sleeping, I took the liberty of looking through your wallet to find your address. I broke in here and found the staff perched right on top of this bookshelf like some sort of trophy.", she summarized. "Hmph. You made me do soooo much work in finding your house, and I had to bring you here too", pretending that she tired from it all. She walked back to him and pushed him to the ground with her foot. Joe struggled to get back up but Morrigan kept her foot on his stomach. Joe yelled in agony as she began twisting her heel.
"Why must you always make things so complicated?", she asked, still twisting the heel of her boot into his stomach. Joe tucked in from the pain she was giving him.
"Why are you doing this? Who are you?" He questioned.
"Oh that's right! I haven't even introduced myself! How rude of me......My name is Morrigan Aensland. It's a pleasure to meet you!" She said with a smile.
"Well you have the staff now, Morrigan. Release me!" Joe demanded.
"Release you? Hahahaha!" she said mockingly, knowing that Joe thought he had some kind of authority over her. Joe felt embarassed after saying that. To think that she would actually listen to her prey, especially in the state he was in, so tied up and helpless. "No, silly Joe. I think I'll keep you here for a while as a pet slave. After all, you owe me big time". She laughed some more. Her reasons were just excuses to torture and have fun with him, but reasons nonetheless. She wanted to see how much fun it would be to have a pet slave of her own to serve her.
Joe knew that there was very little chance of escape, if any. But he kept his pride.
"I'll never be your slave! Or your pet!", he said.
"Hmm. If you put it that way, then I guess I'll have to test this staff on you first, as a guinea pig." Morrigan said before laughing sadistically. Joe shook in fear. He knew exactly what that staff was capable of. The wielder would be granted the power to control others, as well as other things.
Morrigan lifted her foot off of him and went to get the staff which was leaning on the side of the couch. Joe wasted no time. He looked left and saw the door. He squirmed like a caterpillar in a desperate attempt to escape the life of a slave-pet. But his attempts were futile when Morrigan slowly turned to face him, staff in her right hand.
"Awwww! You look so cute trying to run away from me." she said. "It makes me feel all the more powerful over you." Morrigan walked to him and stomped on his back. Joe grunted as his stomach was forced to the ground. Morrigan pointed the staff at Joe. He tried to turn his head to see what she was doing but he could only see her and the staff through his peripheral vision.
"I'm going to give you a simple choice, Joe. Give in to my superiority or be forced to do it." she said. Joe knew that he couldn't fight her, especially in his current state. All he could do now is decide whether to accept being Morrigan's pet slave and obey her every command or just be forced against your will to do it.
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