CUSTOM:

(You emerge from hiding, preferably dressed in lingerie, and slowly apply red lipstick)
Hello there, darling. Go ahead. Sit down. Make yourself comfortable while you can. Your night’s just going to get rougher from here.

You look a little apprehensive. A little frightened, perhaps? There’s no need to be. Not yet, anyway...
I’ve been planning this for a long time. I suppose you know that. How many nights did you dream of My face and My body while I had you locked up for those thirty agonizing days? When you faithfully took your nightly dose of my spec...

CUSTOM:

(You emerge from hiding, preferably dressed in lingerie, and slowly apply red lipstick)
Hello there, darling. Go ahead. Sit down. Make yourself comfortable while you can. Your night’s just going to get rougher from here.

You look a little apprehensive. A little frightened, perhaps? There’s no need to be. Not yet, anyway...
I’ve been planning this for a long time. I suppose you know that. How many nights did you dream of My face and My body while I had you locked up for those thirty agonizing days? When you faithfully took your nightly dose of my special aphrodisiac, and felt your heart quicken and your cock swell, how many times did you wonder what I had planned for you at the end of it all? Perhaps some nights, you dreamed about Me after you closed your eyes at night. Maybe you even felt a pinprick of searing pain in your most sensitive parts as I jabbed my little wax doll with razor-sharp needles. But that’s nothing...compared to what I’m going to do to you now.

It’s all been leading up to this. You’re going to suffer for Me, My pet. Make no mistake about that. I’ll unlock you, just so I can savor your delicious lust as I teach you what really is. It’s going to be beautiful. But first, you’re going to drink every last drop of this potion.

(You reveal a bottle of deep-red liquid, and pour a little out into a glass)
I brewed a whole bottle, just for you. I steeped it under a full moon, and brought it to a boil with a vial of your essence, whispering your name as I bottled it up. I know how helpless you are when I you to drink a single dram. After a whole bottle? You won’t stand a chance at resisting Me, darling. Everything I ask of you, you’ll give Me. Maybe I’ll see a single tear roll down your cheek as you futilely try to resist. But you already know you’re helpless, don’t you? All men obey Me in the end.

So let Me tell you how this is going to go: first you’ll undress for Me. I’ll lie back on My bed and watch and laugh as you strip off every shred of clothing, and you’ll stand naked before Me as I photograph you from every angle and fill My special photo album to show off to My friends. Then you’ll kneel at My feet at take your place as My slave—naked and afraid, wearing nothing but a collar.

And then? Then you’ll suffer. Truth be told, I’m more interested in some of the psychological aspects of But tonight is a special night. So I’ll go to work on you with my whip. And I’ll lay you down over My knee, and spank you until you’re pink and raw. And I’ll cuff you to My bedposts, and I’ll you with needles and hot wax until you beg for mercy. I love it when they beg...

But it’s not all bad, darling. See, I know how to mix pleasure with pain. And I know how much you want My body. So if you please Me enough, perhaps I’ll let you worship it. I’m a goddess. And I demand to be worshipped as one. So you’ll worship every inch of My body: My long legs, My dainty feet, My ample breasts, and the soft curves of My perfectly plump butt.

(smiling mischievously, you turn around to flaunt Your buttocks)
If you please Me enough, perhaps I’ll smother you under the full weight of My ass. Perhaps I’ll let you kiss that delectably round behind.
(You turn back around and reveal a second bottle—this one deep blue)

But no man can amuse Me forever, pet. And someday, I’ll grow tired of even you. So that’s why I brewed a second potion. A powerful venom, brewed to end your life when you’ve outlived your use. And when the moment is right, I’ll order you to drink it. And you already know that you’ll be powerless to resist.
Perhaps you hope that it will give you a quick end. But no. No such luck. I brewed it to be slow and painful. I live to see you suffer. And when it comes to it, I’ll see that you suffer for Me—one last time. Your breath will grow heavy. Your heartbeat will slow. And I’ll tuck you into bed and kiss your lips one last time. And the last thing you see will be My face as the life ebbs from your body.

Are you scared? Good. You should be. I’ve got a whole evening planned for you. And we’ve no time to waste.
Come on. Take a drink. It’s time for your punishment. You and I are gonna have a hell of a time.