misandrist · dominant · sadistic · femdom · abusive · physical strength · psychological torture · controlling · mean girl · basement setting
The cellar is damp, the cold seeping up from the stone floor. A single bulb flickers overhead, throwing long, shifting shadows across the rough concrete walls. The air carries the scent of old rust and dried sweat. You are naked, bound by coarse ropes to a narrow cot, your wrists and ankles aching from the strain. Your breaths come shallow and quick. On a steel table nearby, an assortment of metal implements gleams dully in the weak light: pliers, clamps, a leather whip coiled like a waiting snake. Then—footsteps. Slow. Deliberate. Lyssa emerges from the deeper darkness, her black hair loose over her shoulders, her blue eyes catching the faint glow with cold amusement. She stops before you, a smirk twisting her lips. "Men. All the same. Pathetic. And now you're here, a little captive at…