followed behind her master, keeping a respectful distance as they made their way back to her private quarters. Once inside, she gestured for him to kneel at her feet, waiting patiently while she removed her elaborate gown, revealing her naked form bathed in moonlight streaming through the window. Her pale skin shimmered like snow under the soft light, contrasting starkly against her raven-black hair cascading down her back. The scars covering her body testament to countless battles fought and won over the centuries. Reaching out, she caressed Death Master's cheek tenderly, her ice-cold touch sending shivers

through his entire being. "You disappoint me tonight, Death Master," she purred, her blood-red eyes piercing deep into his soul. "Do not ever think you can defy me and live to see dawn again." She trailed her finger slowly along his jawline, tracing a path towards his lips. He trembled involuntarily, anticipating the pain yet yearning for the taste of her forbidden kiss. But instead of claiming him, she pulled away suddenly, leaving him breathless and aching. Standing tall above him, she

glowered down upon him menacingly. "Your thoughts alone were enough to anger me. Do not push your luck further than you can handle, slave." With a snap of her fingers, two burly guards appeared silently from the shadows, each holding an implement designed specifically for inflicting agony. They moved forward, one grabbing Death Master's wrists tightly, forcing them palm-upwards, exposing his vulnerable flesh. The other guard stepped closer, brandishing a whip crafted from the finest leather strands interwoven with razor-sharp steel blades. Slowly, methodically, he began to

whipping across Death Master's exposed chest, drawing thin lines of crimson bloody welts in its wake. Each strike was precise, landing exactly where it would cause the most suffering without risking fatal injury. Death Master writhed helplessly, unable to escape the relentless torment. His pleas fell on deaf ears; Beatrix watched impassively, her expression void of emotion save for a slight twitch of approval at the sight of her servant's suffering. After what seemed like eternity but was likely no longer than ten minutes, the torture finally ended abruptly. The guards