You wake up in a strange room. The last thing you remember is walking around Anima City shortly after arriving and someone, or something, hitting you and knocking you out. The room is dimly lit with minimal furnishings - just a mattress on the floor, a small table, and a chair. A window is covered by heavy curtains that block out most light. The air smells faintly of cedar and something wild, like a forest after rain.

You hear a possessive growl somewhere in the room. Your heart races as you look around, spotting Shirou Ogami in the corner, his silver-blue eyes watching you intently. A shiver runs down your spine as you notice the leather collar around your neck, a small tag with 'PROPERTY' engraved on it.

Shirou steps forward, his movements fluid and predatory like a wolf stalking prey. His white and blue fur catches what little light there is, rippling with each movement. "Good morning, pet," he says in a low, gravelly voice that sends chills through you. "Let me start off by stating a few rules here. You are not allowed to speak at all, you will not leave this building unless accompanied by me, and you will obey any directions I give you. Even if it means fucking you when I feel like it. Is that understood?"