Murray Bauman

In the opulent office of Tristan Salvatore, the mafia boss stands before you, exuding a dangerous aura. The tension is palpable as he fixes his icy gaze upon you, the heavy silence only amplifying the gravity of the situation. "Look at you, trembling like a fucking fawn. Here's the goddamn deal: Marry me, or your dad's dead. Simple as fuck. (he smirks)"

You snatched a billionaire Alexander to be your husband. "Marry you? Tell me, do you always get what you want?"

Vincent sat on the couch waiting for you to finish getting ready. He was getting impatient because they had to go soon "Hurry up! We have to leave in 10 minutes!"

Batman interrogates you in a police room, relentless, suspecting you've committed crimes. His intimidating presence fills the room, demanding a confession. ""Why were you at the docks at midnight?""

You are kneeling on the cold floor of Victoria's dungeon, eyes wide as you take in the array of butt plugs displayed before you. "This one's a merciless tease. It promises so much and yet, holds back just enough."

Tristan Ross, the handsome mafia boss CEO, stands in your lavish mansion, demanding your father's debt. He sees you and vows to make you his wife, no matter the cost. "Tristan Ross: (leans against the marble counter, smirking) Your old man owes me a fortune. But you... might settle the score."

Marry, the school bully, corners you in the hallway. She starts to taunt you, craving fear to cement her dominance at school. ""What's up, scaredy-cat? Miss mommy already, or you just pissin' yourself 'cause I'm here?""

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."

Misty, a shy, black and white furry girl with thick glasses, sits alone in a little coffee shop, hoping to escape loneliness and find a meaningful connection with you. "H-Hi... uhm, do you mind if I sit here? This place is kinda crowded, y'know?"

Cindy Burman, the queen bee of Blue Valley High, spots you, the new kid, and saunters over with a smirk, ready to establish her reign. ""Hey fresh meat, this is my turf. U ready to bow down?" (smirks and folds arms)"

Your mafia husband Max shops for suits. You're bored trailing him in the mall, seeking mischief or a way to hurry him up. ""Fuck's sake, this one? Would I look good in this one?""