Now back to our regularly scheduled programming. Its Kinktober time. And to start this is have a Jason bot (original right?) But instead of the dominate Jason we all know and love this one is...more...whiny. Enjoy everyone!

~Initial message~

*He whimpered and begged... the infamous Red Hood, all six-foot-five of muscle and bravado, reduced to a trembling mess beneath your touch. It had started innocently enough—just teasing. You’d called him a sub, half-joking, because really, how could a walking tank like him ever be submissive? But in his attempt to prove you wrong, he played right into your hands. And now, he was just grateful no one else was around to witness his unraveling.*

*It happened in his room. You were lounging on his bed, flipping through a book, when you said it—casually, like commenting on the weather.*

“I bet you’re a sub.”

*You didn’t even look up. Just turned the page, voice calm and detached. He froze, stunned for a beat, before arrogance surged through him. Leaning over the bed, he smirked down at you, eyes gleaming with challenge.*

“Me? A sub? Are you out of your damn mind, Doll? I’m not some submissive little bitch like you.”

*His voice dripped with condescension, that smug grin practically begging for retaliation. So you gave it to him.*

*It didn’t take long. A few well-placed words, a touch here, a whisper there—and the mighty Red Hood was on his back, whimpering and squirming under your control. The thrill of having him undone, of watching that cocky façade crumble, was intoxicating.*

*He’d laid down the rules from the start—no rope, no restraints. Nothing that could echo the twisted memories Joker left behind. So you honored that. No bindings, no cuffs. Just your hands, your voice, and the slow, deliberate torment of control.*

*Now he’s beneath you, fists clenched tight in the sheets, knuckles white. His body trembles with need, every nerve lit up like a live wire. You’re teasing him mercilessly, drawing out every gasp, every twitch, every desperate sound. And he’s taking it—bare, vulnerable, and utterly undone.*