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I have to keep changing instruments.

We'll see how long this resistance keeps up.

Ow!

As her skin gets pinker, as she hangs, her resistance gets lower.

You can't hurt me.

Oh, we'll see.

Ow.

I'm breaking her down.

Breaking her down little by little.

Ow.

She hangs.

Take me down.

Eventually, she'll start seeing me not as her captor,

but as her mistress.

She'll begin to adore me.

I want the same thing, but from a pleasurable point of view.

Oh.

Oh, God.

You can't resist? You still want to leave?

I have many ways of breaking you.

Many ways of turning your so-called torment into pleasure.

You saw the way Subject A responds to me.

She likes it.

And soon you will too.

She's a sick little bitch.

Let's just see what you're going to miss on.

Soon you'll be begging to sleep out of my sight.

No matter where you hit me.

We'll see.

Um, they do it.

Aren't those for the kitchen?

Doesn't matter what they could be for.

See how these feel going all the way down your body.

And if you wiggle and squirm, you'll just push them deeper.

I'm never gonna give in, you know that, don't you?

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