In the shadowed ruins, I parade my three masked beasts, their naked flesh trembling under leashes and collars, wrists bound in crimson ropes. One kneels, devouring another’s throbbing shame with desperate hunger, while the third stands crucified, awaiting my lash’s fiery kiss. I circle them, whip cracking like thunder, forcing depraved unions—mouths on cocks, asses exposed for violation. Their moans echo my power; I break them utterly, turning men into whimpering toys in this forsaken playground of pain and ecstasy.
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