The woman was bound and gagged, her eyes wide with fear as she struggled against the ropes that held her captive. Her breasts were exposed, leaving her body vulnerable to the man's depraved plan. Despite his insatiable appetite for torture

The woman was bound and gagged, her eyes wide with fear as she struggled against the ropes that held her captive. Her ankles were bound to the legs of a chair, leaving her unable to move or escape. Her breasts were exposed, hanging heavy and full in front of her face as she struggled to catch her breath. The man who had captured her was a master of his craft, his hands expertly caressing and manipulating every inch of skin on the woman's body. He had an insatiable appetite for torture and pain, and he took great pleasure in using his tools to inflict maximum discomfort on the woman's body. Despite all this, there was something about him that made him seem almost human - perhaps it was the way he would pause for a moment after each act of violence, as if trying to understand what he had just done before moving on to the next stage of his depraved plan.