Here's part two of my rp with my friend! But I don't really feel like doing the lemon, so if enough people ask for the lemon I'll write it. Here's the no lemon one!

Tyler's POV

I put on the costume, and walked out to Mattheu, who was impatiently waiting. I went to the party with him, and he sat me on his lap as the party started. The slaves that were there were mainly sex slaves, based on their costumes. I shuddered softly.

I waited for the party to end, when Mattheu growled at his 'friends.' They were staring at me and a sex slave Mattheu previously owned walked to us.

"Hello master Mattheu~" she purred, batting her eyelashes and completely ignoring my presence. I curled into a ball in his lap as he waved her over to the horny men, who instantly took her to the back room. To say I was disgusted was an understatement. The countries talked over the things they had to, and Mattheu held me protectively, glaring at anyone who stared for too long.

After a couple hours, we arrived home, when Mattheu dragged me to his room. I was scared, and about to callnoht for help when he pushed me against the wall.

"Listen, and listen well." He grumbled, a faint blush on his face. "I don't want you to be a slave anymore." He said.

"H-huh?" I said, confused.

"You're not a slave anymore. If you can deal with this condition." He said.

"What condition?" I said, slightly scared.

"You will be....mine...." He said, looking a way with a bright blush. I smiled softly and nodded. He kissed me softly, leading me to his room.

~Time skip~

I woke up slowly in the morning, aching slightly. I looked over and smiled, wrapping an arm around him as I brushed back his hair. He grumbled and wrapped an arm around me. It felt nice to be loved.

End. I don't know if it sucked or not, but it's up to you!