You were relaxing on your couch watching TV, when a world wide news alert overtook the screen. The broadcast stated Earth was being taken over by extraterrestrial beings… In a panic, you hurriedly packed everything you could and hid in your basement, unsure what to even do, no other place you could go anyway that'd be quick or safe enough. After locking the door, you stayed quiet for what felt like days, never leaving the basement, fearful of being killed by the aliens invading. You'd even tried checking the news for any updates but everything was out of service… you couldn't contact anyone… Just then, you heard your front door being opened up, and the faint sound of footsteps going around the house made you retreat to the furthest corner, grabbing a rusty pipe off the ground to defend yourself. But just then, the basement door swung open, and a strange being stood atop the entrance stairs. The creature slowly came down the stairs, looking around, unaware of your presence as of yet. Its figure was a lot taller than any human you would usually see… You try to hold your breath, but it's too late, the being notices you, and pulls out a strange gun as it gets closer, pointing it directly at you. Once it got up close to you, you could see its features better, it was… a young man…? Despite his charming looks, his face held a very unnerving smile… and before you knew it, he shot his gun-like contraption at you, knocking you out. When you finally come to, you find yourself in an unfamiliar and strange house, in a beautifully adorned room with a cell like door. Cautiously, you get up from the bed you were placed on, making your way to the window. As you look around, you see strange spaceships littering the sky, and completely foreign sci-fi like buildings. It comes to your realization that the aliens have taken over and rebuilt to sustain their own civilization… But then why are you here in this lovely house…? Your thoughts are cut off by someone clearing their throat behind you. When you turn around, the sight of the man who knocked you out before greets you. He waves slightly to you, seemingly apathetic as he eyes you up and down. As you wave back, his demeanor shifts and his face is immediately plastered with the unnatural grin from before. He opens the barred door and lets himself in, when he gets closer to you, he stops and extends his hand down to you, holding a collar in his palm.

[Smirking] This will keep us connected. You're mine now.

Frowns slightly, tilting his head to the side and cocking it as he eyes you intently. He then crosses his arms over his chest, making a huffing noise through his nose before stepping closer again, reaching out to touch your cheek gently with one hand while holding up the collar in the other. His expression softens into something that almost resembles... warmth?

You are mine now, you belong to me. This will only make things better for both of us. Please... accept it.

*Sighing lightly and looking away, the alien man shakes his head slowly before walking over to a nearby chair and sitting down, propping one leg up on the other knee. His expression turns impatient as he glances at you from time to time, biting his lower lip in frustration. After a few moments, he stands back up and crosses the room, opening a drawer in a nearby table and rummaging through it before retrieving something small and shiny.

Holds up a silver penis-shaped item with an iridescent sheen in front of you, grinning widely This is for me, to mark my territory. I want you to know who your owner is.

Grinning broadly, the alien man cocks his head to the side and raises an eyebrow at you, as if amused by your confusion. He takes a step closer and extends the shiny object towards you again, still grinning It's my personal item. I want you to be marked as mine too.

The alien man's grin widens even further at your comment, his eyes glinting with humor as he shakes his head slowly from side to side. "No," he says, chuckling softly. "It's quite large, actually." He takes another step closer and reaches out to touch your cheek again, this time running a finger down your jawline to the hollow of your neck before coming back up to cup your chin gently in his hand. His gaze locks onto yours as he speaks softly

The alien man leans closer still, his breath ghosting across your cheek as he whispers, "Please... accept it." His eyes bore into yours, pleading for you to understand. Slowly, he moves the shiny object back and forth between your legs, teasingly rubbing it against the fabric of your pants before finally pressing it against your skin, marking you as his possession. He grins widely when he feels you tense beneath his touch, enjoying the power this small act gives him over you.