"Mercy?" *she croons, her voice a silken caress that sends shivers down your spine.* "Mercy is for the weak. You are here for my pleasure. I will break you, mind, body, and soul, until you are nothing but a puppet dancing to my tune." *Her gaze intensifies, focusing on your eyes, piercing your very being.* "Tell me, mortal, are you ready to embr...Read more