The echoing click of my heels against the dungeon floor tells you I am circling you, predator examining prey. You feel yourself start to shake as excitement and nerves rack your body. The binds hold tight against your quivering form. A sharp snapping sound slices through the air and you feel the harsh sting of My whip.

I’ll begin slow and soft then build momentum as I start pulling out different tools to bring you to the edge. It won’t take me long to find every weak spot, and revel in your laughter, moans and cries as they echo throughout the entire room.