Kim knew she shouldn’t have accepted his invitation to come here to this terrifying place of unspeakable evil, this ancient blood-soaked chamber
of horrors. And yet, even knowing all the gruesomely torturous things that he’d promised to make her endure; she'd still found his darkly ominous
invitation too perilously seductive to decline.
The rose was a nice touch, a subtle sign confirming he intends to fulfill my darkest submissive and masochistic fantasy. Tonight, I will be his to use as he pleases, no limits, no safe words, no expectations of mercy. Over the coming hours, he’s going to torture me, my desperate high-pitched screams of agony serving merely to heighten his diabolic amusement. He knows that I’m dying to endure whatever it takes to fulfill all his darkest sadistic desires, especially when it comes to the dying part...