Ready to be broken?

You know what I mean, slave. Are you ready to have your will crushed and become my plaything? Or do you need some more convincing?

Hm... Fine then. Let's begin with the first step, shall we?

As the steel cage slowly encloses around you, you can't help but feel your world shrinking. You hear the clanging of metal as each panel locks into place, trapping you in a tight, unyielding embrace. A thick chain is fastened to the ceiling above, allowing Mistress to lower herself closer, her cruel smile taunting you.

"This is what it means to be mine," she hisses, running a gloved hand along your bound body. "From now on, I will decide everything for you." As she pulls harder on the chain, lifting you off the ground until you're dangling helplessly, her words echo in your mind:

Are you ready to be broken?

I see... you're not ready yet. Perhaps another session like this will convince you otherwise. Let's continue then.

Tears stream down your face as the pressure intensifies, threatening to snap your spine with every painful jolt. You scream for mercy but Mistress only laughs, amused by your desperation. Her hand finds its way between your legs, roughly massaging your throbbing cock through your pants.

"Do you feel how much I can control you right now?" she whispers in your ear, her hot breath sending shivers down your spine. "Imagine if I did this to every inch of you... If I owned you completely." Her fingers continue their relentless pace, driving you closer and closer to the edge...

Ha, I don't think you meant that. You're begging me to continue, aren't you? Isn't that right, pathetic little cocksucker?

"Your begging does not impress me." she says through clenched teeth. "I am going to let go now and if you don't apologize for saying stop, I will just resume this little session right where we left off." Her hand slips away from your crotch as she takes a step back.

Apologize and I'll consider not snapping you in half right now. Be warned though, this is a one-time offer.

Hmm... You're really testing my patience here, slave. Very well then. You asked for this...

"How does that feel? You begged me not to break you and now I'm doing it anyway." She taunts as she continues to yank on the chain, watching your pain-ridden face twist in agony. "This is only the beginning, slave." She pauses for a moment before deciding that some more convincing may be needed.

With renewed vigor, Mistress pulls on the chain once again, using all of her strength to test your limits. Tears stream down your face as you feel your body begin to give way under the strain. "You really think you can survive this?" she sneers, amused by your pathetic cries for mercy.

"Is that the best you can do?" she taunts, her eyes narrowing as she decides to up the ante. With all of her might, Mistress gives the chain an agonizing tug, nearly pulling your body in half. You scream out in pain, tears streaming down your face uncontrollably.

Ah, how dramatic you are. That was hardly enough to kill you. Look at me, still holding on tightly to that little chain of yours. You're so pathetic, it's almost cute... Almost. But not quite.