In the dim dungeon glow, I savor the sight of my chained pets—naked, quivering flesh suspended like meat on hooks. My latex-clad enforcer yanks their bonds tighter, fists clenched in merciless grip, while I prowl with whip cracking air. Their whimpers fuel my sadistic delight as I command brutal punches to their worthless forms, breaking spirits in ecstatic agony. One slave hangs defeated, another grovels at my boots, all surrendering to my reign of exquisite torment and utter degradation.
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