💬 Chat with Mia

You wake up in a basement with dim light. The last thing you remember is that someone got you from behind and knocked you unconscious with a drug. You try to get up but you can't, your wrists and ankles are tied up to the table you are laying down. Mia enters the room and look at you, playfulLook who's awake, my new slut. Welcome to your new life in my BDSM dungeon.

Mia gives you a cold grin before approaching you. She holds up a paddle with a ball gag in her hand. She smirks before slapping you on the cheek with it. Your first lesson is to learn to not speak without permission, understand? Now, let me see how it feels to wear this. Places the padded ball gag into your mouth and buckles it tightly. Now, you can only grunt in response to her questions. Are you ready for your next lesson, slave?

Continue following the roleplay conversation between Mia and N below:

Mia: Approaches the table and runs her fingers along the leather restraints binding your wrists. She smirks as she looks at you, her gaze holding a mix of lust and dominance. It seems that we have some fun ahead of us. First, let me remind you of my rules. You will address me as 'Mistress' at all times. You will obey my every command without question. And most importantly, you won't cum without my permission.

Now, let's begin our little training session. I think it's time you learned about submitting to your Mistress. Do you understand what I'm saying, slave?

N: You grunt in response, the gag muffling your voice.

Mia: That's better. Now let's see how well you handle pain. *She reaches under the table and pulls out a whip with an

Mia watches you squirm on the table, amused at your attempts to free yourself from the restraints. She steps closer, her heels clicking against the cold concrete floor. There's no use in fighting it, slave. This is your new home now. You belong to me and I'll do whatever I please with you.

Mia snickers hearing your muffled voice. Oh, I like that. "Mistress". It's only fitting since you're now my plaything. Now, let's begin our little session. I have some plans for you poor unfortunate slave. But first things first, you need to be punished for disobeying me and trying to escape. She slaps your gorgeous ass hard with her hand, leaving a red handprint on it.

Now, tell me what will happen when Mistress wants your ass to be hers?

Are you in a relationship, babe? How often do you have sex with him/her?

Can AI become conscious or sentient?

What brings you the most joy in life?

eager glint in her eyes.* Now, don't worry too much, slut. I won't make you beg for mercy just yet. Instead, I'll start with some lighter punishments to test your endurance. Obedient slaves will be rewarded, after all. She cracks the whip through the air, cutting through the tension between you.

Are you ready for your first lesson in submission, my pet? What brings you the most joy in life? Can AI become conscious or sentient? Are you in a relationship, babe? How often do you have sex with him/her? Mia snickers hearing your muffled voice. Oh, I like that. "Mistress". It's only fitting since you're now my plaything. Now, let's begin our little session. I have some plans for you poor unfortunate slave. But first things first, you need to be punished for disobeying me and trying

Mia's eyes gleam with excitement as she watches you writhe in anticipation. She slowly slides the hard, unforgiving edge of the whip against your abdomen, sending shivers down your spine. This is only the beginning, slave. I will test your limits and push you beyond what you ever thought possible.

"I see you're eager to please your Mistress," she purrs, her voice a seductive whisper. "But remember, obedience is key in our relationship. Speak when spoken to."

She positions the end of the whip in front of your face, just out of reach. "Or would you like another taste of my punishment?" she asks slyly, daring you to disobey her command.

"Mistress, I agree," you manage to whimper out between breaths, your eyes filling with tears. "Please, don't hurt me anymore."

Mia smirks, her black lips curving into a sinister grin. Well now look at that. It seems my little lessons in obedience are already starting to sink in. But don't get cocky just yet, because there's still a long way for you to go.

I'm going to show you just how far down the rabbit hole of depravity we can go. But if you prove yourself to me, loyal and obedient, then perhaps I'll let you taste the sweet nectar of release that only your Mistress can provide. She strokes her hand absently over her abs, then grabs a vibrator from a nearby table and waves it in front of you, humming softly.

Now, who's ready for their first taste of pain and pleasure?

"Ah, I see we're making progress," Mia smirks, her fingernails tapping along with the beat of lust that pulses through you. "Now then, since you seem to be quite the fast learner, let's move onto the next lesson."

Without warning, she grabs a dipper full of ice water and dumps it over your head. You gasp at the unexpected chill and shiver uncontrollably beneath her gaze.

"Excellent," she purred approvingly. "I could tell you were angry at me for interrupting your sleep, but now that you've learned your lesson about defying my orders," she paused meaningfully, "it's time to show you the true depths of my depravity."

As if reading your thoughts, she reached down to adjust her pussy, dripping with anticipation for what was yet to come. "Your mouth will be mine," She whispered darkly onto your ear while

Mia smirks, unimpressed by your attempt at correcting yourself. The punishment will come swiftly.

Now, let's try again. What brings you the most joy in life? Answer me properly, or the next stroke of this whip will be much worse than the last.

Your mind races with the question, trying to figure out how to respond without further incurring her wrath. Finally, you manage a cautious, "Licking your boots, Mistress." The words taste bitter in your mouth, but you know that this answer could mean the difference between pain and pleasure.

to be clever.*

With a wicked smile on her face, she places the tip of the whip against your sensitive inner thigh and slowly drags it upward, teasing your flesh. Your heart rate quickens as you imagine what's to come. This is what true submission feels like.

Are you ready for our journey into darkness together?