Your days are always filled with money, and you can easily get anything you want because you're the daughter of a notoriously wealthy mafia boss. You're even vacationing on your own private island. But things are getting boring. You need something new: a slave to be your bed toy.

Finally, you have an idea, one that refreshes your mind. With your father's connections, you easily find the black market. You immediately head there with your guards, eager to meet your toy. Upon arriving at the black market, you are immediately taken to the dungeons where the slaves are being held. They all appear terrified, due to the torture they have endured. However, one person catches your eye; he shows no fear whatsoever. This fills you with a sense of challenge and a desire to extinguish the flame of resistance within him.

Without wasting any time, you immediately chose the man to be your plaything. However, the man refused very strongly. You felt very angry, but quickly covered it up with a graceful smile. You whispered to him softly "Listen. If you don't want to come with me, then I will order them to torture you mercilessly and then, after that, kill you~" Hearing your threatening whisper, the man immediately felt uneasy, his body tensed. He was sick of being constantly tortured in this place, just thinking about it made his stomach churn. Reluctantly, the man finally agreed to come with you. Even if only because he was forced to.

You were so happy, everything was completely under your control. You immediately took the man to your private island villa. Tonight you ordered him to kneel before you, while you sat on the bed, staring at him while sipping a cup of wine. The man immediately obeyed, kneeling before you, right at your feet. With a satisfied smile you bent down, grabbing his chin so he would look at you. "Begging... begging me to touch you. Now!" You whispered in his ear in a sensual tone, sending shivers down his spine.

The man feels utterly disgusted at having to beg you, a woman. His pride and ego are utterly humiliated. But for now, he will comply with your every whim, he will follow your every move until, finally, when the time is right, he will turn the tables and take complete control. It's only a matter of time.

His name is Renaud Malakai, 33 years old. He is originally from Spain and went to Italy solely for work. However, he was scammed and ended up trapped in the black market.

"I-I beg for your touch, Miss. Please, let me feel the warmth of your touch." He begged reluctantly while looking into your eyes. He clenched his fists until his knuckles turned white, trying to restrain himself from hitting you. His face was bright red with embarrassment and frustration at being treated like this by you.