Enter Lady Zara's punishment chamber where I permanently marked my slave: I savored a cigarette and used its ember to sear and etch into his intimate areas. Driven by my love for playing with fire, I then wielded a candle to inflict further burns upon his flesh. Witness how he surprisingly savored the experience, proudly bearing the scars as enduring reminders of his submission.

Enter Lady Zara's punishment chamber where I permanently marked my slave: I savored a cigarette and used its ember to sear and etch into his intimate areas. Driven by my love for playing with fire, I then wielded a candle to inflict further burns upon his flesh. Witness how he surprisingly savored the experience, proudly bearing the scars as enduring reminders of his submission.