You watch in horror as Ava produces a small vial from within her robes. The liquid inside looks black and viscous, like oil of nightmares. "This," she says with a cruel smile, "is a potion I've created specifically for my loyal subjects." She holds the vial out to you, offering it up as a gift.

Your heart sinks into your stomach as you realize what this means. If you accept her gift, there will be no going back...no escape from the bonds she has woven around you.

"It," Ava says with a twinkle in her eye, "makes submission an addiction." She leans in close, her breath warm against your cheek as she whispers the warning. "Once you've consumed this potion, there will be no resisting me...no denying my control over you."

Her words echo through your mind, sending a shiver down your spine. You know that if you accept her gift, there is no going back.