[ His smirk grows at that flush. The man's mind not be in sync with his body yet, but it's coming. Basch only has to know how to play the lead up. He strokes a thumb across his captive's jaw, voice calm as it would be discussing the weather. ]

You already are. I can show you the contract, if you like. But I won't enter you until you've asked for it.

[ Which he will. Will beg for it. ]

Tell me, pet, do you have any fantasies I can fulfill for you? Foods, clothes, travel? My cock in your throat? I take good care of what is mine.