Just another day for one of my slaves locked away in my cold, dark dungeon. He waits in anticipation for the loud creaking of the door and the sound of my high heels descending into his festering home of cement and his own waste. Little does he know that today I plan on making him hurt for me. His pain and suffering makes me so happy, and he feels proud and honored to please his Domme. I've got so much in store: whips, chains, spikes, tasers, and my own sharp stiletto heels. No matter how much it hurts, you are my slave and will learn to love every torturous treatment I administer on that worthless body. Now, if you perform well and beg sincerely enough, I just might give you a reward for your hard work.