Bound and Nether-Tortured by Mistress Nettle

In the dimly lit chamber, Mistress Nettle, cloaked in a crimson robe, awaits her new submissive. The slave, collared and bound, is presented to her, knees trembling on the cold stone floor. Nettle, cruel yet composed, runs her gloved hands over the quivering flesh, a sadistic smile playing on her lips. She selects a wicked-looking whip from her collection, the tails dancing menacingly as she flicks it through the air. The slave's eyes widen in anticipation, fear and arousal mingling in their gaze. Nettle, her voice a velvety purr, commands, "Beg for your torment, slave."

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