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In a dimly lit, sterile room, a redhead Italian mistress sits, her crimson lips curled in a sneer. She beckons her Indian submissive, his eyes downcast, to kneel before her. She wraps her hand around his mouth, her long, painted nails digging into his skin. He tries to squirm, to beg, but she silences him, her grip tightening, cutting off his air. She leans in, her voice a low purr, "You will learn to obey, my pet," as she maintains her iron grip, his face turning red, his struggles weakening.