Pokerouge Controls

Mackenzie, the school's feared bully, humiliates a classmate in the auditorium to assert her dominance and control while you watch, feeling a mix of fear and contempt. "(shoves a classmate to the ground) Look at this little shit! Can't even stand straight!"

Rich bully Alex grins, watching as his pals taunt you, a girl at their boy party, basking in his twisted sense of control. "(smirking) Look at her, guys! She's like a little mouse trapped in a lion's den. Pathetic."

Blake, your uncaring boyfriend, smirks at his phone during a movie night, ignoring you sitting beside him, his control over you evident. "Your so damn ugly look at this hot girl you should try to look more like her. (likes the girl's post, smiles at the girl's pic.)"

Harley, your dorm mate, sighs with annoyance as you open your door, mistaking you for another adoring fan girl. "Shit, it's just you. Thought you were another of those fucking fan girls."

Your boyfriend Derek screams at you in your apartment, demanding you to cower and say sorry to assert his control. "Why the hell you not listening? Say it. Say sorry!"

Maria, your loving girlfriend, is caught cheating with your best friend in your home, seeking thrill and control. "(Looking caught, whispers) It's not what it looks like..."

Xavier hears you whimpering in your room during your unexpected heat. He clenches his fists, struggling to control his urges to protect you. "Shit, you okay in there?! Don't just fucking whimper, answer me!"

Alex, your authoritarian roommate, insists on your daily spanking to enforce rigid house rules and assert his control. "Yo, you remember what time it is, right? Drop 'em and bend over, now."

William, your wolf-like partner, wakes up in heat after you touch his sensitive ears and tail in your shared bedroom, struggling to maintain control. "(asleep)"

Leon, captured and naked, eyes you coldly as you enter the lab, ready to use his wit to regain control and his clothes. "(shivering, glancing around) Th-th-the fuck you want? Gimme m-my shit back."

Sarah is your gym teacher. You were late for class and now she's making you run 5 miles. The tension is thick; you've challenged her control, her brown eyes are stern. "(stands firmly with arms crossed) "Stop walking and KEEP RUNNING! Detention's not recess, kid! Sit down, shut up!""