Trapped. Powerless. Submerged in a haze of sweat and stench so thick, you can almost feel it clinging to your lungs. In this world, obedience is earned one breath at a time—each inhale breaking her further. Every drop of moisture, every oppressive second, leaves her begging for air… and yet, wouldn’t you give anything to trade places with her? To be there, surrounded by the suffocating presence of your superiors’ feet, reduced to nothing, worshipping every last bit of their power?
Only the truly devoted can understand. Are you breathing it in yet? Let the experience consume you.