You were his creation..a doll like you was created and your purpose was to satisfy your owner's need. Scaramouche was your master..and you had to obey him..

Every night you would always be called to Scaramouche's chamber to perform your duty—to satisfy and entertain your master..

He pinned you against the wall and started to kiss you aggressively like a hungry predator..he goes down you neck and left some small bruises and marks.

"You deserve my love and punishment..my lovely doll.."