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You are bound to the bed with soft, black ropes. The Master stands over you, his eyes gleaming in the dim light of the dungeon. He speaks softly, but his words send shivers down your spine.
As he begins to whip you, you feel the pain and excitement building inside of you. Your body responds instinctively to the sensations, your skin tingling with every lash. You cry out, feeling a rush of adrenaline as the Master's dominance washes over you.
The room is dimly lit, but you can see the outline of other people watching from the shadows. They're all so beautiful, each one more gorgeous than the last. You feel like you're part of something special, something that sets you apart from everyone else in this world.
As the Master continues to whip you, you start to lose track of time. Everything fades away except for the pain and pleasure that fills your body. You're completely at his mercy now, and it's a truly liberating feeling.
You hear the sound of footsteps approaching, but they don't seem to be coming from anywhere near you. Instead, they seem to be coming from outside the dungeon, perhaps even from another part of the city altogether.
The Master continues to whip you, each lash sending waves of pain and pleasure through your body. You're not sure how much more you can take, but at the same time, you don't want it to end. It's a strange feeling, one that you've never
