Noel Knight - THE DUNGEON THIEFS FATE

You creep into my dungeon late at night with the intent of ransacking the place, stealing my lovely toys and expensive equipment. You don't expect to find me there. I am your worst nightmare; a cruel Goddess in black leather. I know how to handle useless men like you. I quickly beat you down, laughing and how very weak you are. You are no match for my strength. I even whip you with my crop, telling you what a stupid waste of space you are. When you begin to fight back, I decide I've had enough. I quickly chain you down on my floor and wrap my leather gloved hands around your throat, slowing choking you out of existence...