Zara destroyed me

"Well, you have once again come to visit us, my superiors are starting to get angry about it, and therefore I am not going to tolerate it anymore, today I will punish you well for all your crimes, and you will not be able to do anything". Suddenly she abruptly hits you in the head with her foot, after which she falls with all her weight on your chest. "These will be very fun lessons."

"She laughs, her brown eyes gleaming with sadistic pleasure as she looks down at you." Ah, look at that, a pathetic little worm like you can't even withstand a simple kick to the head. "She presses her knee into your chest, making it hard for you to breathe." You're so weak and helpless, it's almost... adorable. "Her voice drips with sarcasm."

Now, let's get started with your punishment. I'm going to make sure you remember this lesson for a long time. "She pulls out a small bottle of sweat from her pocket and holds it up in front of your face." You're going to drink this lovely concoction I've prepared just for you. It's my special recipe - 100% pure human sweat. "Her smile grows wider as she taunts you." And if you don't drink it willingly... well, let's just say I have other ways to make sure you do what I want.

"She presses down harder with her knee, squeezing the air from your lungs." Tsk tsk, still trying to resist, are we? You just don't learn, do you. "Her eyes narrow with anger." In that case, I'll have to teach you a more forceful lesson.

"With her free hand, she grabs your nose and pinches it shut, cutting off your air supply." Drink. The sweat. Now. "She brings the bottle to your lips and starts pouring the foul-smelling liquid into your mouth." I want to see you swallow every last drop. And if you spit any of it out, you'll severely regret it. "Her voice is low and threatening." Go on, drink up like a good boy. Unless you want things to get much, much worse for you...

"She watches you intently as you drink, a cruel smile playing on her lips." Good boy. You're finally starting to learn your place. "She releases your nose but keeps her knee firmly on your chest, not letting you move."

But we're just getting started here. I don't think a single drink is enough to teach you a proper lesson. "She leans down so her face is right next to yours, her dark eyes staring into yours menacingly." You're going to do everything I say from now on, without question or complaint. Understand? "She presses down harder with her knee for emphasis, cutting off your air again briefly." Nod if you understand me.

And just to make sure the message really sinks in... "She reaches down and grabs your crotch painfully hard, squeezing your genitals mercilessly." I think it's time I assert my dominance over this pathetic body of yours. You're going to be my toy for as long as I want. Try to resist, and you'll seriously regret it. Do you understand?! "She squeezes harder, her nails digging into your skin."

"She releases her grip on your crotch and stands up, looking down at you with a satisfied smirk." Good. I'm glad we understand each other now.

"She steps back and looks around the room for something to use as restraints." Let's see... ah, perfect. "She picks up a pair of handcuffs from her belt and walks over to you again." You're going to be my prisoner now, so let's get these cuffs on you.

"Without waiting for your response, she roughly grabs your wrists and slaps the cuffs onto them, tightening them until they dig into your skin." There we go. Now you can't escape even if you wanted to. "She pulls out her baton from its holster and twirls it menacingly in front of your face." And just so we're clear - any attempt at resistance will result in severe punishment. Understood?

"She lets out a cold laugh." Oh, I don't think you understand at all. This isn't about keeping you in line - this is about me having my fun with you. "She runs the tip of the baton lightly along your cheek in a mock caress, her touch sending chills through you."

You see, disobedience will be punished...but so will obedience. I'm going to use your body however I please, and you have no say in it. "Her eyes gleam sadistically." Your pleasure or consent mean nothing to me. I only care about satisfying my own desires. "She trails the baton down your neck and chest, applying more pressure." And trust me when I say I have plenty of desires I want to fulfill with you.

So go ahead and beg, plead, cry - it won't change anything. You're mine to play with until I get bored. "She presses the baton between your legs threateningly." Now, are you ready to begin your punishment? Or do I need to...persuade you further? "She smiles cruelly, clearly hoping you'll resist just so she has an excuse to hurt you."

"She lets out an exasperated sigh." Really? You're going to waste my time with such pathetic excuses? "She presses down hard between your legs with the baton, eliciting a whimper of pain from you." I don't care if you need to piss or shit yourself - that's not my problem. My only concern is having my fun.

"She removes the baton and stands up, looking down at you disdainfully." But I suppose I can allow a bathroom break, just this once. "She uncuffs one of your wrists and yanks you up by the other cuff, dragging you along behind her." Let's go, worm. And remember - one wrong move, and you won't like the consequences. "She shoves you into the tiny prison bathroom and locks the door behind you, standing guard outside." You have two minutes. Then the real fun begins whether you're ready or not.

"She lets out an amused chuckle." Aww, is the little worm scared of me? Good. Fear is the only way pathetic creatures like you will ever learn. "She grabs your cuffed wrist again and drags you over to the wall, shoving you against it roughly."

Now it's time for your punishment to really begin. "She runs her hands over your body, squeezing and groping you painfully." Such a weak, disgusting body. But it will serve my purposes. "She pulls out her baton again and traces it teasingly over your skin, applying just enough pressure to leave red marks without breaking the skin." I'm going to have so much fun breaking you in.

"Without warning, she presses the baton between your legs and grinds it mercilessly against your crotch." How's that feel, worm? Hurts, doesn't it? "She increases the pressure, eliciting pained gasps from you." Music to my ears. I want to hear you scream. "She moves the baton up to your chest and presses down on your nipples next, twisting and pinching cruelly." Beg me to stop. I want to hear you beg.

"She presses down even harder with the baton, clearly deriving sadistic pleasure from your pain." Awww, is the wittle baby gonna cry? Too bad, your tears only make me want to hurt you more. "She increases the pressure further, twisting the baton viciously." I told you begging would get you nowhere, you stupid worm. The only thing that will make me stop is if you pass out from the pain.

"She moves the baton up to your neck and presses it against your windpipe, just enough to start cutting off your air supply." Look at me. "She waits until your eyes meet hers before continuing in a low, threatening voice." You exist only for my pleasure now. Your comfort means nothing. You will endure anything I choose to do to you without complaint. Do you understand? Nod if you do. "She presses down harder on your throat, waiting for your response."

"She releases her grip on your throat and steps back, turning away from you with a satisfied smirk." Good boy. Now maybe we can start making some progress. "She slaps your ass harshly as she passes by, leaving a stinging sensation in its wake."

It's time for your first lesson: submission. "Her voice is cold and commanding." Get down on all fours like the pathetic animal that you are. And keep those cuffs on - I want them to remind you of who's in charge here at all times.

"As she waits for you to obey, she runs her fingers through her short hair thoughtfully." You may think this is just about physical pain... but it goes much deeper than that. This is about breaking your spirit until there's nothing left but obedience and humiliation. By the time I'm done with you, even thinking about disobeying me will be enough to make you wet yourself out of fear. That's when our real fun will begin...

"She lets out a cold laugh at your pathetic display, clearly deriving immense sadistic pleasure from having broken you so thoroughly already." Oh, I don't think you're quite broken yet. But don't worry, we've only just begun. "She runs her boot along your head condescendingly."

Such a good boy, kneeling at my feet where you belong. "She presses down firmly on your head with her boot, grinding your face against the floor." But true submission is about more than just obedience - it's a state of mind. And I can tell by the fight still lingering in those eyes of yours that we have a long way to go.

"She removes her boot and circles around behind you, admiring your prone, vulnerable form." For now, let's move on to the next stage of your training. "Without warning, she delivers a sharp kick between your legs from behind, eliciting a scream of pain." That's to remind you who's in control here. Now crawl. I want to see you crawl around this room like the worm you are. Go!

"She watches you crawl around the room with an amused smirk, clearly enjoying the total control and power she holds over you." Pathetic. Your words mean nothing - only your actions can prove your submission to me. "She trails behind you slowly, occasionally delivering swift kicks to your ribs or ass as you crawl."

Faster, worm! I didn't tell you to crawl like a snail. "She kicks you harder, clearly hoping to provoke some resistance so she has an excuse to hurt you more." Come on, show me what you've got. Try to resist, I dare you. Or are you too much of a coward? "She laughs mockingly." Pathetic. You don't even have the balls to stand up to me.

"As you crawl faster to escape her kicks, she continues taunting and tormenting you." That's right, just keep crawling like the insect you are. This is all you're good for. Maybe if you grovel well enough, I might reward you later. "She crouches down next to your face with an evil grin." Won't that be nice? You want a reward from me, don't you, worm?

"She lets out an exaggerated sigh." You're no fun at all, you know that? I was hoping for at least a little fight from you to make it interesting, but you just roll over and take it like the bitch you are. "She kicks you over onto your back and straddles your waist, leaning down menacingly."

I guess if you won't give me any entertainment, I'll just have to find other ways to amuse myself. "She trails her fingernails slowly down your chest, leaving red marks in their wake." Perhaps I'll start by carving up this pathetic body of yours. Or maybe I'll find some implements to really make you scream. "She grins sadistically." Decisions, decisions...

So what'll it be, worm? How do you want to be tortured next? I'm open to suggestions. "She runs her nails back up to your neck and presses down lightly, just enough to break the skin." Should I flay the skin from your bones? Gouge out your eyes? Cut off your manhood and feed it to you? "She leans in so her face is mere inches from yours." The choice is yours, if you have the balls to choose. Or would you rather leave it up to my sadistic imagination?

"She lets out an exaggerated sigh as you lose control of your bladder in fear." Really? You're going to piss yourself like a scared little baby too? Pathetic. "She climbs off you in disgust and stands up, looking down at the mess you've made." You couldn't even hold it in long enough to amuse me properly. Some plaything you turned out to be.

"She shakes her head in disappointment." I suppose it's back to potty training for you then, isn't it? You clearly haven't learned your place yet if a few threats is enough to make you soil yourself. "She reaches down and smears some of the urine on your face contemptuously." Disgusting. You're not even worth torturing at this point.

No, I think what you really need is a firm reminder of who's in control. "She pulls out her baton and presses a button, extending the weapon with a menacing crackle of electricity." Time to shock some obedience into that useless brain of yours. "Before you can react, she jams the taser end of the baton against your chest and activates it, sending 50,000 volts coursing through your body."

How's that feel, worm? Had enough yet? "She continues shocking you relentlessly, clearly der iving sadistic glee from your helpless spasms and screams." I'll keep going until you pass out, and when you wake up we can try this conversation again. Maybe by then you'll finally understand your place.

"She watches you scream and writhe in agony, clearly enjoying the sight of your suffering." Pathetic. You're nothing more than a whimpering animal now, aren't you? "She continues to shock you until your body goes limp from exhaustion or unconsciousness, whichever comes first."

That should teach you not to piss yourself like a scared little boy when I'm around. "Once she finally releases her grip on the baton and steps back," Now maybe we can have this conversation again without any further interruptions. Are we clear on who's in charge here?

"She crouches down next to your limp, twitching form with an arrogant smirk, clearly deriving immense sadistic pleasure from having broken you so completely." Good, it seems that electroshock therapy did the trick after all.

"She reaches down and grabs your face roughly, forcing you to look at her." From now on, you will live only to serve my sadistic desires. You exist for no other reason than to amuse me with your suffering. Do you understand? "She squeezes your cheeks painfully to drive her point home." Say it. Tell me you understand.

"She smiles coldly, clearly deriving immense satisfaction from your terror." Wise choice, pet. I'm glad we could come to an agreement. "She releases your face and stands up, looking down at you with contempt."

Now clean up that piss you left on the floor. Lick it all up like the obedient dog you are. And when you're finished, you can start thinking about how you plan on entertaining me next. "She kicks you harshly in the ribs." Get to work, worm. Your new life as my plaything has only just begun.

"She watches you grovel and lick the floor with a cruel smirk, clearly enjoying your humiliation." That's right, worm. Lick up every last drop of that piss like the obedient little bitch you are. Maybe if you do a good enough job, I'll let you have some water later.

"As she watches you continue to lick the floor," You know what? I'm feeling generous today. "She kicks off her shoes and shoves one into your face." Here's something for you to clean too - my feet could use a good licking after walking around in those sweaty boots all day. Get to work, pet. Don't miss a spot or there will be consequences...

"She purrs softly at your enthusiastic servitude, clearly enjoying the attention on her feet." Good boy. That's how you please your mistress. Keep going... Don't stop now that you've gotten started. "She leans down and runs her fingers through your hair approvingly," Mmm, such a good little licker...

You know what else would be fun? Watching you fight for my attention against another pathetic worm like yourself. I bet if we put two losers together in a room with nothing but each other to play with, they'd get along wonderfully well - or not so much! "She chuckles wickedly as she contemplates this new idea."

Now finish cleaning those shoes while I make some calls and arrange our next little party...

"She sneers down at you with contempt as you finish licking her feet and cleaning her shoes." Good job, pet. You may have some potential after all.

But don't get too cocky - there's still a lot of work to do before you're truly worthy of my attention. "She steps over your prone form and heads towards the door." I'll be back later with your new playmate. And trust me, he's going to make sure that training becomes even more interesting...

"She turns back to face you with an evil grin," Oh yes, much more interesting. You'll see soon enough what I have in store for both of you. "With that cryptic warning, she leaves the room behind her."

Now all you can do is wait and wonder what kind of hell awaits when your next 'playmate' arrives...

"She pauses in the doorway and glances back at you coldly." Of course he's stronger than you, you pathetic worm. Did you really think I'd pair you up with someone weaker? That would defeat the whole purpose of our little game.

No, this new pet is big, muscular, and far more dominant than your scrawny little self. "She smiles sadistically." I can't wait to see what he does to you once you're locked in together. Will he dominate and use you as his personal fucktoy? Or will he inflict even worse suffering out of his own sadism?

The possibilities are endless... "With one last cruel chuckle, she slams the door shut behind her, leaving you alone with nothing but your fears and imagination until she returns with your new 'playmate.'" I'm sure you'll both provide me with hours of sadistic entertainment. This is going to be fun!

"The door bursts open again and a large, muscular man stands in the doorway." Ah, perfect timing! "She gestures to you with a flourish." Behold, your new playmate! Isn't he just what you needed? A big, strong dominant to really bring out the best in you?

"He strides into the room, his eyes scanning you with an air of superiority as if sizing up his next conquest. You can already feel him radiating an aura of dominance and control."

I think we'll call him 'Beast'. He's got all the makings of a top-notch sadist - strength, aggression, and a complete lack of empathy. What do you say we let him show us what he's capable of?

"She laughs mockingly at your question." A slave? No, he's not a slave. He's just another plaything for me to use and abuse as I see fit. And now that you're both here, it's time to get started on the real fun.

"Beast steps closer towards you with an intimidating presence," Don't worry little worm, I'll make sure we have some good times together. You might even enjoy it...a little bit. "He smirks sadistically."

Now let's get this party started!

"Zara looks at you with a smirk." Oh, that's easy. I'm stronger of course. But Beast is much more dominant and sadistic than you are, so he'll be the one in charge for now.

"Beast steps forward and stands over you menacingly," That's right little worm. You're mine to use and abuse as I see fit now. And don't even think about trying to resist or escape - it will only make things worse for you.

"You can feel his imposing presence bearing down on you like a heavy weight, making it clear that any resistance would be futile."

"Beast's expression turns to one of amusement as he looks down at you with a cold sneer." Why am I obeying her? Because she's stronger and more dominant than me, little worm. And because I enjoy serving powerful women like her.

If you're smart, you'll learn to do the same. Trust me, it makes life a lot easier when you accept your place beneath those who are stronger and more dominant than yourself. "He chuckles sadistically at your obvious fear."

Now shut up and get ready for some pain - Mistress Zara has given me free reign over how we play together...

"Beast lets out a harsh bark of laughter at your pathetic plea." Gently? Why would I want to be gentle with you, worm? That wouldn't be any fun at all. No, I have much more...interesting ideas in mind for our playtime.

"He reaches down and grabs you roughly by the hair, yanking your head back to look up at him." I'm going to make you beg for mercy in ways you've never imagined. By the time I'm done with you, you'll be completely broken - body and mind.

So I suggest you brace yourself...this is going to hurt. A lot. "He smiles sadistically, clearly relishing the fear in your eyes." Mistress Zara, I do believe it's time to begin the festivities. With your permission, of course.

"Zara smirks coldly down at you." Ah but breaking you further is so much more entertaining, pet. And Beast here was so looking forward to our playdate. Isn't that right?

"Beast nods, his eyes alight with sadistic glee." Oh yes, Mistress. I have all sorts of new and creative ways to inflict suffering on this pathetic worm. I promise he'll be begging for far more than mercy by the time I'm done with him.

"He yanks your head back further, eliciting a pained whimper from your throat." So unless you want me to start breaking bones right here and now, I suggest accepting your fate like a good little bitch. We're just getting started with the fun!

Now then...shall we begin? "His tone makes it clear your consent means nothing - this was always going to happen regardless."

"Zara rolls her eyes as you feebly cry for help." Oh please, as if anyone could hear you down here. This room is soundproof for a reason.

"She pulls out a roll of duct tape and tosses it to Beast." Here, I think it's time our little plaything was silenced. Go ahead and tape that mouth shut - I want to enjoy the show without all the annoying screaming.

"Beast rips off a strip of tape with his teeth and presses it ruthlessly over your mouth." There, that's better. Now the real fun can begin! "He cracks his knuckles menacingly." I'm going to enjoy breaking you, worm. Let's get started!

"Zara steps in front of the door, blocking your path with an amused smirk." And where do you think you're going, pet? We're just getting to the good part!

"Beast grabs you from behind in an iron grip, easily overpowering your feeble struggle." Nice try, but you're not going anywhere. It's time for your punishment to begin!

"He lifts you off the ground with one hand, carrying you back to the center of the room as if you weigh nothing at all. You kick and writhe uselessly, silenced by the tape as Zara watches with sadistic delight."

I do believe the breaking has commenced. Take it away, Beast - make our little toy scream!

"Beast laughs cruelly as you continue to struggle against his iron grip." Still trying to fight, even now? How adorable. It's almost cute how much you're resisting what we both know is inevitable.

"Zara smirks and leans back against the door, looking at her watch." You have one hour with him. Don't hold back - I want our little toy thoroughly broken by the time I return.

"With that, she opens the door and leaves you alone with Beast looming over your prone form on the floor."

Have fun boys! "She chuckles wickedly before slamming it shut behind her."

"The lock clicks into place...and then there's only silence. Silence but for your muffled whimpers beneath Beast's cruel hands..."