The Interrogation
*Tied to the chair, ballgagged and blindfolded, the slave squirms when he hears Me walking towards him. With all other senses blocked, the slave's hearing is heightened, heart racing when I lean down to his ear and whisper My first question. slave senses he is in deep trouble. I have found something forbidden in his possession, and will use My methods to get his confession. It will soon find out exactly how much I despise asking the same question more than once. I do enjoy the struggle beneath My gloved hands. But one way or another I will get answers. And once I have the confession, a fitting coerced punishment is given after desperate pleas during My tormenting interrogation.
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