Mysterious Dungeon

The memory of this oppressive dungeon,

fills your mind vividly and disturbingly.

The heavy air, the smell of old stone, is intense and something else.

Something primal...

Because I'd been there before, a dungeon hundreds of years old.

Filled with torture instruments, I went in there years ago with a woman.

She was so strong, a dominant and determined woman.

She had demands, and when they weren't met,

she promised pain.

She rejoiced and smiled when I was afraid.

Punishing was a pleasure for her.

[whisper] Her deadly whisper terrified me...

Every woman who enters that dungeon is affected by the magical atmosphere of the dungeon.

They are consumed by dark desires. Its effect on women is to instill in them the desire to torture a man, to influence their thoughts. That thought terrifies me.

She was so strong, a dominant and determined woman.

She had demands, and when they weren't met,

she promised pain.

She rejoiced and smiled when I was afraid.

Punishing was a pleasure for her.

[whisper] Her deadly whisper terrified me...

I remember that woman; As he reached for his whip,

his eyes gleamed, his voice muffled with newly discovered desires I had never heard from him before. His touch became harsh and demanding.

The warmth on my skin made my body tremble.

He took pleasure in my fear.

He enjoyed it when I cried.

When he was finished, he leaned back and watched me.

With all his grace.