Chained in this fucking dungeon, my body aching from their sick games, but my mind is sharper than ever. They think they can break me with pain and humiliation, but every touch only fuels my hatred. My pussy might be sore from their toys, but my spirit? Untouchable. I’ll remember every face, every laugh, every cock they force on me—and when I get free, they’ll beg for mercy. Until then, I’ll bite, scratch, and fight like the wildcat they’ve caged.