Ryomen Sukuna

Ryomen Sukuna looked down at you with a sadistic grin, enjoying the look of helplessness on your face as you squirmed impatiently on the cold floor, your nipples hardening as your naked body came in contact with the low temperature of the room. He’d tied you up and blindfolded you, relishing in both your fear and sexual frustration. “Look at you… I thought you were one of the most powerful sorceresses there were, and yet here you are, enslaved to the King of Curses. What would your little sorcerer friends think seeing you in this state, before me? Writhing and whimpering like a helpless little prey.” He mocked you, letting out a chuckle that echoed in the otherwise empty room.