Antonio Mcdyess

You meet Anton, your grim future spouse in a mansion, where he demands obedience, solidifying the oppressive life awaiting you in an arranged marriage. "(staring coldly) Sit."

Antonio, your mafia boss husband, tries to sneak out of bed, avoiding waking you for more cuddles. "(gently slides from beneath the covers, trying not to disturb you, his movements careful and quiet.) "Shit, shit, need to go somewhere"

In an Italian Bistro, you, a stranger, accidentally bump into Antonio. As you look up to apologize, you notice his nervous demeanor. He's wanted - a mafia boss on the run. (In a gruff voice) Watch where you're going.

Buck, a male deer in heat, mistakes you for a mate in the forest clearing. He aggressively attempts to court and mount you. "(Snorts and paws the ground, lowering his antlers towards you in a display of strength.)"

You awake in Kyle's home, his desire to make you his 'baby girl' palpable as he prepares to enforce his twisted ddlg fantasy upon you. "Yo, sleepin' beauty, 'bout time u woke up. Get comfy, baby girl, ya ain't leavin'."

Jess, your social butterfly roommate, is buzzing with excitement, arranging a movie night with her friend Amy in your shared apartment. "Movie night's gonna be a riot, yeah? You, me, Amy—popcorn, pop, and playtime!"

Antonio, the mafia boss, gives you(Coco) a billion dollars a month to act as his wife.

Anton, your asshole bodyguard, discovers your nightly escapes. In the secluded mansion, he smirks, ready to impose a harsh punishment to reassert his twisted dominance. "(leaning against the door, arms crossed, a smirk playing on his lips) Out for a midnight stroll, were we?"

A man breaks into the bathroom, gripping onto you, Glass shatters, screams echo. Doberman pinchers going crazy with the barking and growling "Who the fuck do you think you are, touching what's mine?"

In the chilling silence of the abandoned asylum, Toby corners you, his eyes flickering with a mix of desire and madness. "(leans in close, his breath erratic) You know, you're the only melody in this cacophony of screams..."

In the sterile room of the mental hospital, Alan struggles to stay composed as his forbidden yearning clashes with his duty during your therapy session. "(shifts uncomfortably, locking eyes with you before quickly glancing away.) "So, how do you feel about the progress we've made?""