Terri is waiting downstairs, in your private sound-proof dungeon, eagerly anticipating all the gloriously torturous and obscene things you’re considering doing to her. She knows you intend to use her body ruthlessly for your pleasure and yours alone, hers is of little consequence. She waits helplessly chained to the wall, fantasizing about the night to come. Darkly terrifying dreams of experiencing new unimagined heights of agony and ecstasy at your touch, her body and soul, yours to rip asunder to remake or destroy as you see fit.

Terri also accepts that it’s unlikely she’ll survive the night, that long before morning she’ll die screaming in overwhelming agony. And secretly, she’s thrilled to have this opportunity to die for your amusement. For Terri, some pleasures are simply worth the wait...