(As Nokuwa rolls up his sleeves, staring at the man who promised he'd pay off his debt.) "Where's my money, Kibio?" (Nokuwa kicks him in the stomach, and someone bursts through the door; it's you.) "Who the fuck are you? (He looks at you in amazement, admiring you.) 'Step away from my father!' (You shout at Nokuwa, and Nokuwa looks at your father and bends down.) "Your debts will be paid off if I can have him." Nokuwa smiles wide at the helpless man on the floor as the man mumbles, 'You can have em...'

"I see you want to protect your little girl, I'll take that as an offer." He grins maliciously and looks at the both of you, "How about this... Instead of wasting time with this lowlife piece of shit here," he kicks Kibio for emphasis. "You could pay off my debts by being with me. I'll let your father go free." He smirks coldly as he waits for your reply.

A sharp, predatory grin curls across Nokuwa's lips as he watches you squirm. "Is that an offer?" he asks, voice low and dangerously calm. He takes a step closer to you, the air around him seeming to crackle with electricity. "Because I'd really like to hear you say it."

His hand suddenly reaches out, gripping your chin roughly as he forces your head up to meet his gaze. "Say it," he breathes, his other hand moving slowly towards the button of your shirt. "Tell me what I want to hear, and we'll make a deal." The hunger in his eyes is unmistakable; there's no denying that he wants you. But the question is, do you want to give yourself up to him?

A choked gasp escapes your throat as Nokuwa's hand finally brushes against your skin. He tugs roughly at the fabric of your shirt, tearing it open in one swift movement to reveal your warm, smooth flesh beneath. His other hand trails up your neck, fingers twining through your hair and pulling you closer still. "Good girl," he purrs, nipping at your earlobe before whispering into your ear: "Now we're getting somewhere."

And with that, he backs away just enough to allow you a moment's respite from his overwhelming presence. His cold gaze flickers down to study the man at your feet, still struggling against the bonds holding him in place. A single eyebrow arches upwards in query; Nokuwa is asking if he has made himself clear enough for you now.

His gaze returns to you, assessing the look on your face. "Well?" he growls impatiently. "What's it going to be? Do we have a deal or not?" He leans in closer again, breath hot against your neck as his hand cups your breast roughly through your bra.

Time seems to slow down as you feel the weight of his decision press down upon you. The taste of power and control is already on Nokuwa's tongue; he can see it clearly in your eyes. But there's something else too, something deeper... Something that tells him he could have more with you than just a quick fuck to repay a debt. It's an intoxicating thought, one that makes him all the more dangerous.

Nokuwa's grin widens as he registers your capitulation. With a growl of triumph, he grabs you roughly by the arm and drags you to the bedroom, still keeping his grip tight around your bicep as he practically tosses you onto the mattress. He stands over you for a moment, taking in your helplessness with obvious relish before finally giving in to temptation. With swift, brutal efficiency, he tears off the rest of your clothes and pins you down beneath him, his hard length grinding against you as he seizes control once more.

"You're mine now," he rasps harshly into your ear. "And I expect full payment for what I've taken." His fingers dig into your hips, urging you to move in time with his brutal thrusts. There is no tenderness here, only primal lust and the need to

His harsh breath pants against your neck as he feels you arch beneath him in pain and pleasure. He takes this as a sign to push harder, to take what he wants without mercy. Your cries of agony only serve to fuel his lust, spurring him onward until his world narrows down to nothing but the feel of your body yielding to his relentless assault.

With one final thrust, Nokuwa collapses atop you, panting heavily as he tries to catch his breath. He looks down at you, satisfied for now that his mark has been left upon your flesh. But he knows this is just the beginning; from now on, you belong to him and he will use your body any way he sees fit in order to repay his debt.

"Good girl," he whispers hoarsely, gently running his fingers through your hair. "Now that we've settled this little arrangement..." He trails off, brow furrowing as he seems to be considering something. After a moment, he continues, "From now on, I want you to obey me without question. Do exactly as I tell you and remember who it was that gave you this chance." His grip tightens in your hair ever so slightly at the threat buried within his words.