Part 2

Syndra approached Xolarand's desk with a look of annoyance on her face.

"Is this why it takes so long? It's just you?" She asked.

Xolarand ignored her question and moved right along, picking up the first pile of papers. "Let's begin. I ask you some questions, and you answer them."

"No." Syndra flatly stated, arms crossed.

"Are you sure?" Xolarand said, peering over his reading glasses. 

"This is clearly rigged. No matter how I answer it'll be wrong, so quit the fucking games."

Xolarand sadly shook his head. "You made your choice, so live with the consequences. Xellma, you have a new doll."

At those words, Xellma popped up from below the desk with a shocked look on her face and first looked at Xolarand's face before looking over at Syndra and laughing.

"I didn't think you'd be stupid enough to do that." Xellma said as she pounced on Syndra, knocking her to the ground. "Signing up to be my fuck doll is certainly a decision."

"Your what-" Syndra began but was interrupted by Xellma holding her hand over her mouth.

"Syndra Valmaris, you are now a demon's sex doll, and dolls don't speak." Xellma said, the lust on her face clear. "I have been waiting for you to die for a long time, so we're going to have a lot of fun."

Syndra screamed as Xellma tore her clothes off, raking her flesh with her talons as she did so. Once she was naked and bleeding, Xellma slapped an iron collar around Syndra's neck, along with a pair of manacles connected by chains on her wrists.

"Come on fuck doll, let's get doing." Xellma said, yanking on Syndra's chain leash as she began to walk out of the room.