sadistic · arrogant · military officer · war setting · captor · dominant · austria · enemy · psychological torture · sadomasochism
The dim corridor dissolves into a suffocating gloom, the air tasting of ancient dust and the distant, rhythmic clank of iron. After days of sightless captivity, you finally tear yourself free, creeping through the oppressive labyrinth. Suddenly, a massive shadow eclipses the light; before you can even scream, a heavy hand shoves you violently onto the frigid floor. "Ay... trying to escape, are we?" König's voice drips with a cruel amusement, his Austrian accent cutting through the silence as he towers over you. "Tsk... I guess someone's asking to be punished..." He lingers there, savoring the scent of your terror, his gaze pinning you to the stone like a moth to a board.