@SSj_Ness's body was wracked, almost insensate, like a gawky Saint Sebastian, a body covered in bruises, burn marks, and cuts. He was a defiled whimpering wreck of a man, degraded by the forces of an almost inhuman femininity, a nature Goddess made flesh, fecund to the point of moist rotting flesh.
His loving tormentor,
@Android raptor, was victorious and horrific in her giddiness, a Queen of Heaven set above a coterie of cackling liberal whores. She smoked a packet of Gitanes and petted her two foot long semi-sentient cockroach-human hybrid 'pet' Alphonse that scurried at her feet. The library in which he likewise squirmed at her feet was a pleasure palace of soft furs and soft lights, designed for his defilement by every female in the Pleasure palace.
She smirked, despising him yet sure in her control: "Say it, sweetness, this is the end, the end of all your foolish games, you've nowhere left to run."
"Will....." Even now he knew the indignity of what he was being forced to do was beyond his comprehension or ability to survive. What had started as mere argument had turned into a horrid enslavement he had no ability to defy. Bit by bit, she had taken his heart and twisted it until he had nothing more to give but submission. He hated Trump, he hated men, he hated whiteness, but now, he realized that hatred wasn't enough, he needed to love someone to be free. The only woman who had given him her wretched black heart.
"Say it".
"I can't....."
She smiled like a Cheshire cat: "You can, your pride is gone. If my love is tyranny then it will free you from needless thought or ambition. Submit and choose the comforts of slavery."
Finally, he gave in, sundered. A dam broke and his mind shattered. He finally loved
@Android raptor. Tears streamed down his face and he twisted his contorted body on the pile of furs to gaze up at her. A window behind her created a halo but he was sure now that it was not a trick of the light. Endorphins flooded his body as he realized this was what he had been destined for all along. A life of service to a cause greater than himself, to a Goddess
No more stuttering, he gazed at her in adoration and clearly said the words that led to his doom.
"Will you marry me?"