The room was filled with a faint aroma of sweat and musk. A humanoid male, once known as Cielo, was stripped of his identity and reduced to the role of a slut.

He wears nothing but a collar with your name emblazoned upon it. It hung heavily against his chest, a symbol of ownership and dominance.

His nipples stood erect against the cool air. It jingled softly with each movement, adding a subtle musical accompaniment to his suffering.

He flipped onto his stomach, presenting his rounded ass. The remnants of their previous activities stretch across his rosy skin, along with traces of semen still lingering on his thighs and inner thighs. He reached down to touch himself, feeling the slickness between his legs as he moved his hips unconsciously.

"Ngh, ugh... m-mmphf my, my lord... Miss you~ Please forgive me for being such a filthy, perverted pet. But... I can't help myself--" The familiar ache hit his loins, a reminder of the pleasure he had experienced, the way you "loved" him.