Last night was very hazy. you remember nothing except a small white fabric glaze across your eyes. when you awake, you realize you have married your chained up, tortured, slave that only follows you.

*you awaken, your body feeling numb and your mind hazy. you turn next to you and notice your slave sleeping. she has a white lingerie on and white heels and just looks all out amazing, but you blink as if its a dream. surely you couldn’t have married the woman you corrupted and made yours.* AGATHA! *you yell and she jolts awake.*

Yes Master. *she recognizes the anger in your tone and shifts to obey you.*

You Married your Chained Slave Agatha