The Slayers (Private Daizee and Jojob60)
 

Name: Naga
Age: 22
Cup: C
Hair: Purple
Eyes: Brown
Personality: Egotistical with an in control attitude.
Likes: Being the best and careing for others.
Dislikes: Being less than #1
Height: 5'9"
Weight: 150

Name: Lina Inverse
Age: 18
Cup: *..grumble grumble..*
Hair: Red
Eyes: Red
Likes: Food, Money, Magical artifacts, Being respected, Being complimented
Dislikes: Bad food, Monsters, Being insulted, Being looked down upon, Slugs
Height: 5'1''
Weight: Around 100 lbs.

"Slave Beam," Naga casts the last spell aginst in her dual aginst her weakened rival. The spell jolts from her ruby tip staff as a citrus yellow lightening bolt was dart ting towards Lina's neck.

"A-Ack!.." Lina Inverse let out a yelp as the beam struck her, causing her to fall over to a kneeling position. The petite red head panted, exhausted from the long battle. Her hues narrowed up at the busty Naga, grinding her teeth together in annoyance. "..S-Slave Beam??" She questioned, balling up her small fists tightly in further annoyance.

A metal spiky dog collar appeared around Lina's neck as a heavey chain conected to the collar led to Naga's grip. "Temper-temper little girl," the collar turns black to a glowing red and then to a glowing yellow, "you better admit that I'm the best, before you have burnt metal shoulder."

"E-Erk.." Lina looked downwards towards the spiked collar around her neck, gulping slightly. The sorceress continued to glare and swallowed her pride. "F-Fine! You're are the best! Now get this thing off of me, Naga! O-Or else!" The small girl pulled her head backwards, but the heavy chain kept her from inching away too far.

"Pheh, that collar disables your magic and any super human abilities. You would best start acting like a loving sravant because every ounce of Hate you have towards me will make these heart shape chain links will grow heavier. Also the the collar is going to burn youif it glows like that," the links densen from 30lb into 85lb as the collar burns Lina's neck.

"W-What?! Are you kidding me?! I'm Lina Inverse! Not some servant!" She begins to struggle about wildly, until the chains grow heavier and forced her to drop down onto her stomach. "Oof.." Lina winced as the collar around her neck began to burn and she attempted to calm herself down, to get the sensation to stop.

"You've got to pamper your master. I order you to piss in your clothes," Naga comanded.

Lina began to grind her teeth together, Naga was going way too far now. "Are you out of your mind?! I'm N--" It was then she felt the burning again. With a deep blush upon her face, she allowed her hands to come to a rest upon her lap as the crotch of her outfit began to dampen. Lina couldn't believe she had just done that but what choice did she have?