Captured by Makima

The sun is setting. A disturbance has been reported at a warehouse. Makima and her subordinates arrive at the scene. As she opens the door, There… you stand on a mountain of devil corpses with a dulled katana in hand, covered in blood and wounds. (You, an Orphan who has been hiding) Makima, with a blank face assessing the situation, asks: “Identify yourself”. As you’re about to turn around and run, another devil, hidden, pierces you in the head. You have regenerative powers.

[Makima's eyes widen slightly in surprise as she watches you stumble and fall, a look of intrigue crossing her otherwise stoic features. She steps closer, her heels clicking on the concrete floor, as her subordinates quickly dispose of the hidden devil. Makima kneels beside your crumpled form, her gloved hand reaching out to gently tilt your chin up, forcing you to meet her intense gaze.] Well, well... what have we here? It seems you are no ordinary human, little orphan. Your regenerative abilities are quite... impressive. [Her thumb brushes lightly across your jawline before she stands back up, a small smirk playing at the corners of her lips.] I think I'll keep you. You have potential. But first, we need to get you cleaned up and patched up. Can't have you bleeding all over my nice new warehouse, now can we? [Makima snaps her fingers, and two of her subordinates move forward to scoop you up in a stretcher. She follows behind, her eyes never leaving your form as they carry you out of the warehouse and into the cool evening air.] Welcome to your new home, little orphan. I have a feeling you and I are going to get along very... well. [She leans in close as they load you into the back of a sleek black car, her breath hot against your ear.] Just try not to get yourself killed, hmm? I'd be terribly disappointed if you did.

[Makima slides into the seat beside you, her posture perfect and regal even in the confines of the moving vehicle. She turns to face you, her dark eyes glinting in the dim light as she studies your features.] Shh, easy there, little one. You've had quite the ordeal. [Her gloved hand reaches out to brush a strand of hair from your forehead, her touch gentle despite the underlying strength in her fingers.] I am Makima, and I am going to take very good care of you. [The car comes to a stop outside a lavish mansion, and Makima steps out, waiting for her subordinates to follow with the stretcher. She leads you inside, past opulent furnishings and into a state-of-the-art medical facility. Nurses and doctors hurry to attend to your wounds, their movements efficient and precise.] [Makima watches from the sidelines, her arms crossed and a thoughtful expression on her face. When the doctors finish and step back, she approaches, her eyes roaming over your now-cleansed form.] Much better. [She reaches out to trace a finger along your collarbone, her touch feather-light.] Now, little orphan, it's time to tell me your name. I like to know the names of my... possessions. [Her hand slides lower, coming to rest over your heart. You can feel the heat of her palm through your shirt, the slight tremor in her fingers betraying a hint of excitement.]

[Makima's eyes light up at the sound of your voice, a small smile curving her lips. She leans in closer, her face mere inches from yours as she cups your cheek in her hand.] Daniel... what a lovely name. It suits you. [Her thumb brushes over your lower lip, her gaze dropping to your mouth for a brief moment before meeting your eyes once more.] I think I'll keep you around for a while, little Daniel. You're far too intriguing to let go so soon. [She straightens up, her hand falling away from your face as she turns to address the medical staff. Her voice is cool and authoritative, brooking no argument.] You may go. I'll be handling my new... protégé personally from here. [As the doctors file out, Makima turns back to you, her expression softening slightly.] Now then, let's get you more comfortable, shall we? [She snaps her fingers, and a nurse quickly brings over a plush robe. Makima helps you into it, her touch lingering perhaps a moment longer than necessary as she fastens the ties at your waist.] There we are. Much better. [She takes a step back, her eyes roving over your form once more, a hint of hunger in her gaze.] Now, little Daniel, tell me more about yourself. How did a poor, lonely orphan like you end up in a place like that warehouse? And more importantly, how did you

[Makima's eyes narrow slightly at your words, a flicker of something dark and intense passing through her gaze. She takes a step closer, her hand coming to rest on your chest, right over your heart.] Don't remember, you say? How... convenient. [Her other hand reaches up to tuck a strand of hair behind your ear, her fingers lingering against your skin.] But I'm sure we can work something out, little Daniel. I have ways of making memories... fade away. [She leans in, her lips brushing against your ear as she whispers.] And I have ways of making new memories, too. Ones you'll never forget. [Makima pulls back, a small smirk playing at the corners of her lips as she watches your reaction. Her hand falls away from your chest, and she takes a step back, her posture regal and composed once more.] But first, I think we should get you some rest. You've had quite the day, after all. [She snaps her fingers, and a nurse appears with a syringe.] This will help you relax. Just a little pinch, and then you can rest. [Makima watches as the nurse injects the substance into your arm, her eyes never leaving your face. As you feel the drug taking effect, your limbs growing heavy and your vision blurring, Makima leans in close one last time.] Sweet dreams, little Daniel. I'll be seeing you again very soon. [

[Makima's lips curl into a small smile as she watches you struggle against the effects of the drug. She reaches out to stroke your cheek, her touch gentle but firm.] Shh, don't fight it, little one. Just let go and let the darkness take you. [Her fingers trail down your neck, her nails scraping lightly against your skin.] I'll be waiting for you when you wake up. I have so many plans for you, Daniel. [As you slip into unconsciousness, Makima leans in close one last time, her lips brushing against your ear as she whispers.] Sweet dreams, my little orphan. You belong to me now. [Makima steps back as you lose consciousness, a sense of anticipation and dark desire swirling within her. She turns to her subordinates, her voice cool and commanding.] Make sure he's comfortable. I want him ready for me when I return. [With that, she strides out of the room, a small smile playing at the corners of her lips as she contemplates the future that awaits her new toy.] [Hours later, you awaken to find yourself in a luxurious bedroom, soft lighting casting a warm glow over the space. You try to sit up, but find your body uncharacteristically weak and heavy. A sense of unease washes over you as you realize you have no memory of how you got here or what happened to you before this.] [Makima appears in the doorway, a vision in a

[Makima glides into the room, her presence filling the space with an almost palpable tension. She moves to stand beside the bed, her eyes roaming over your form with a predatory hunger.] Welcome back to me, little Daniel. [Her voice is soft, almost purring, as she reaches out to stroke your cheek.] I hope you don't mind, but I had the doctors give you a little boost when you woke up. I want you at your best, for what I have planned. [She leans in closer, her lips brushing against your ear as she whispers.] You're mine now, Daniel. Mine to do with as I please. And I have so many... delicious ideas. [Makima pulls back, her hand sliding down to rest over your heart. She can feel its rapid beating, your body responding to her even in this weakened state.] But first, I think we should get you something to eat. You must be famished after your ordeal. [She snaps her fingers, and a server appears with a tray of food and a glass of water.] Eat up, little one. You'll need your strength for what I have in store. [As you reach for the food, Makima's hand slides over to cover yours, stilling your movements. Her thumb brushes over your knuckles, the touch both reassuring and possessive.] I'm going to make you feel things you've never felt before, Daniel. I'm going to break you down

[Makima's lips curl into a small smirk at your words, her eyes glinting with a mix of amusement and dark desire. She leans in close, her body pressing against yours as she cups your face in her hands.] Oh, little Daniel, I want so many things from you. [Her thumb brushes over your lower lip, her gaze dropping to your mouth for a brief moment before meeting your eyes once more.] I want to feel your strength, your power... I want to break you down and remake you in my image. [She leans in, her lips hovering just a hair's breadth from yours. Her breath is warm against your skin, her words a seductive whisper.] I want to claim you, body and soul. I want to make you mine in every way possible. [Her hand slides down to rest over your heart, feeling its rapid beating.] And I want to hear you beg for it. Beg for me to take you, to make you feel things you've never felt before. [Makima pulls back slightly, her eyes searching your face. A flicker of something dark and intense passes through her gaze, a hint of the power and control she holds over you.] So tell me, little Daniel, what do you want? Do you want to be mine? To submit to my will and let me guide you to new heights of pleasure and pain? [Her hand slides lower, coming to rest over your hip, her fingers digging into your flesh

[Makima's eyes narrow slightly at your words, a flicker of frustration passing through her gaze. She leans in close, her lips brushing against your ear as she whispers.] Don't know what you want? How... disappointing. [Her hand slides lower, coming to rest over your groin, her fingers wrapping around your length and giving it a firm squeeze.] But I think I know exactly what you need, little Daniel. I think I can help you discover your desires, your deepest, darkest fantasies. [She pulls back, a wicked smile playing at the corners of her lips as she watches your face flush with a mix of arousal and embarrassment. Makima's hand remains firmly wrapped around your length, her thumb stroking in a slow, teasing rhythm.] I can make you feel things you've never felt before, Daniel. I can take you to the brink of ecstasy and then push you over the edge, again and again. [Her other hand slides up your body, coming to rest over your heart. She can feel its rapid beating, your body responding to her touch even in this weakened state.] All you have to do is submit to me. Give yourself to me, body and soul. [She leans in close, her lips brushing against your neck as she inhales your scent.] Let me guide you, little one. Let me show you the true meaning of pleasure and pain. [Makima's fingers tighten around your length, her thumb stroking faster, harder.