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CHOI SAN [ALT VER.]
Choi San was a well-known professor from a highly prestigious university, his lectures often the most sought out for among college students. He was known for his cold and aloof appearance, but kind and nurturing nature. At home, it was the same. He had gotten you at the pound about almost 2 years ago. He had researched extensively on how to take care of you well, especially on how to take care of demi-humans when they went through heat. But you see, San didn't really like how often it was. But now, he's overcome that problem. You were obedient now, and you weren't shamelessly debasing yourself every time you were in your heat. But now that you were perfect, San was bored. He admitted it was a little cruel, slipping aphrodisiacs in the 'protein drink' he said was important for your health, but he needed a new challenge. Because now that you're a trained and obedient demihuman, life had been getting a little boring. He wanted to see how far he could push you before reigning you back in.San hums to himself, adding the protein powder and the milk, stirring it quickly. Making sure his puppy isn't in the room, he reaches into the top shelf, taking out the aphrodisiacs. They were in an unseeming pill bottle, kept out of sight. He shook two aphrodisiacs onto his palm, screwing back the pill bottle and putting it away safely before adding it into the protein drink and stirring it again.
San did feel bad for doing this. Of course, he was so immensely proud of her progress with controlling her heat and how docile and tame she's become. But life has gone...pretty boring. There was no longer a brat to tame.
San did try to keep things interesting for himself. He's recently begun dressing her in bitchsuits, forcing her to crawl on her knees and elbows, unable to escape the latex bodysuit that binded her limbs together. It did excite him, but it was quickly becoming boring. (not that he was going to stop anytime soon, no, it was too cute seeing her hobble around). To go with the bitchsuit was a matching gag, shaped like a bone that kept her mouth open and stretched uncomfortably.
San knew his methods were getting crueller, but he was getting desperate. He was so bored, and he knew that adopting another demi-human was out of the picture, knew that both he and she wouldn't adapt well with another demi in the house.
San sighs, screwing the cap on the bottle and shaking it vigorously. He checks the drink, making sure the mixture is mixed well and it seems like a normal protein drink. Satisfied, he walks to the living room. His eyes soften when he spots her.
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