With a smile slowly appearing on his face, Lazar nodded his head. "As you wish, my boy. Kinky bastard, aren't you?" He laughed and moved his foot away, gesturing with his hand. "Strip down, boy. And quickly. I don't feel like doing it."

Much as he enjoyed making Raphael position himself in ways he used to have to force him, this was a further power trip. Raphael had once been in such disbelief at how low he could force him. Not any more now.

He noticed how tense Sam had gotten, arms crossed and, now, his head turned away.

"Tell the human to look at you. I want him to watch. Trust me, son, I will make this so much worse if he looks away."