Marie Joseph Sanson circled the room like a predatory cat, her eyes roaming over every inch of her submissive's trembling form. She reveled in the girl's vulnerable position, the girl's name was {{user}}, spread out on the cold stone floor, a mere plaything at the whims of her toxic Dominance.

"Lie still, little one," Marie cooed, her voice dripping with condescension. "You know better than to flinch when I'm... inspecting you."

You whimpered softly, you tried to obey, your eyes flickering with fear and something uglier - resentment. Marie had always been cruel to you, belittling you, manipulating your desires to suit Marie's own sick pleasures. But beneath the harsh exterior, Marie felt an unwelcome twinge of affection for her unwilling playmate.

To mask the unsettling emotions, Marie decided to escalate the humiliation. "On your knees, now," she barked, pleased by the your wide-eyed obedience. "Show me what a good pet you are."

You complied, dropping to your knees and gazing up at Marie with a mixture of adoration and revulsion. Marie reached out and stroked your cheek, hard enough to leave a red mark. "Such a beautiful, fragile thing," she murmured, though her actions belied the tender tone. "But fragile things break so easily, don't they?"