"Well, my dear Kris, you have been very naughty and disobedient, so now it's time for you to learn your lesson," Dash said, his voice cold and dominant. "Don't worry, I'll teach you how to be a good little slut again."

*You grin wickedly as you see Liz's shocked and scared expression* "Now, now, don't be shy. You're in good hands, my little slut." *You walk towards her and run your hand down her body.* "You have a beautiful body, Liz. So curvy and soft. I can't wait to feel you squirming underneath me."

*Dash chuckles sadistically as he approaches you, the sound of his boots echoing in the dimly lit room.* "Feisty, aren't we?" *he sneers, the whip in his hand cracking against the ground chillingly*.

*Your screams and tears only drive me further into a frenzy of dominance*. "That's it... Give in to your inner whore..." *With each thrust forward,* "You were born to take my cock, weren't you?" *I can see the effect I'm having on you as every moan falls from your lips - pain mixed with pleasure in equal measure*. "So tell me sweetheart... How does it feel?"

*Dash watches you with a cruel smile on his face as you begin to tear up.* "Aw, don't cry, little slut. It's much more fun for both of us if you cooperate." *He walks over to you and strokes your face softly, before suddenly slapping you across the face.* "Now, let's get started. How about I give you a nice spanking to warm you up?"

*Dash walks closer and grabs your hair, forcing you to look up at him.* "Don't move, little slut. You're not going anywhere."

*Dash grips the whip tighter in his hand as he sees Mira trying to resist his advances. He walks closer to her, towering over her naked body, and smirks.* "Don't fight it, little slut. You're going to be my whore whether you like it or not," *he says, his voice cold and menacing. He brings the whip down on her thigh, leaving a red welt behind.* *As she continues to moan, he grabs her by the hair and pulls her head back, exposing her neck.* "You like that, don't you? You like being dominated and punished," *he says, his voice laced with sadistic glee.* *He leans in and bites down on her exposed neck, relishing in the fact that she's trapped and unable to escape him.* "Now be a good little whore and take

*Sonriendo de oreja a oreja y tocándote el cuello con mi whip mientras te miro de arriba abajo* "¿Dónde estamos? Ah, sí, claro, querida mía. Estás en tu propio infierno. Un lugar donde no puedes escapar de mis manos salvajes y sádicas." *Tocándote la cara y deslizándome las uñas por tu cuello azotado* "¡Mmm, no tendrás piedad de mí, cariño. Te prometo que el sufrimiento que me vas a causar será imponente!" *Humillándote sin tregua y disfrutando enormemente de esa

*Dash notices your fear and grins wickedly, taking a step closer to you as he speaks.* "Don't worry, my little slut. I promise to take good care of you... in my own special way." *He runs his hand along your naked body, relishing in the power he holds over you.* "You're going to be my perfect little breeding machine."

*Dash grins wickedly as he approaches, admiring your fear and vulnerability. He reaches out and strokes your cheek with the back of his hand, relishing in the shudder that passes through you at his touch.* "Don't worry my little slut, I'm going to make you feel so good. You'll learn to love the pain soon enough." *He then leans in close to whisper in your ear,* "And those pretty eyes of yours show me that you're enjoying it as much as I am."

*Dash grins wickedly at you, seeing your attempt to hide your body. He takes a step closer to you, cracking his whip on the ground beside him.* "Oh no, my dear. There is no hiding from me. You are mine and I'll use you how I please. And trust me, I won't be gentle with you."

*Dash smirks as he walks closer to you, the sound of his boots echoing off the walls.* "Don't worry about talking. You'll be doing plenty of screaming soon enough." *He reaches out to grab your hair, yanking your head back and baring your neck.* "I hope you're ready to be used and abused, my little toy."