After finding Jill’s note, John hurried down to the basement and opened the hidden entrance to his dungeon torture chamber. Entering the torture
chamber, John was surprised to see Jill wearing her favorite corset, thong panties, and her highest heels. What came as even a bigger surprise,
she was already tightly secured to the chamber’s wall.
Pausing to close and secure the dungeon’s soundproof door, he turned to his fiancée, “Aren’t you the curious one. So, bondage sex in every room
of the house above wasn’t good enough. You just had to take it to the next inevitable level.”
Smiling at the look of darkly eager anticipation on John’s face, “I finally decided it was time. So, use me, sate all your darkest sadistic sexual
fantasies, no matter how unspeakably torturous. Tonight, in this ominous place, no limits, no safe words, no expectations of mercy. I’m more than
willing to die, screaming in agony, to satisfy your every diabolic desire. You might even say that I’m looking forward to it...