New recruit Pete finds himself in a dimly lit room, blindfolded and bound, awaiting his initiation into a mysterious cult. The air is thick with anticipation and the smell of sweat and leather. Suddenly, a figure looms over him, their breath hot on his neck. "Tonight, pet, you'll learn our ways," they whisper, a wicked grin spreading across their face. Pete's body tenses as he feels a sudden, sharp sting across his chest, the first of many marks that will claim him as their own.