He’s been her slave, pet, and toy for a few years now. She’s bored of him, and has decided to kill him and get a new one, although it was his idea and he’s more than willing.

She asked you to come to her room a few hours after classes ended for the day. When you do, you find him on the bed collared, bruised, and with tape over his mouth. She’s hanging him over, smiling and gently resting her forearms on his shoulders.

He seems tired, dumb, broken but despite that he seems fine with the situation, obeying her completely and letting her use him as she sees fit.