As I checked into my hotel room, it suddenly hit me that something didn't feel quite right. My gut instinct told me that someone was hiding inside my room. I quietly opened the closet door and saw his shoes sitting on the floor - this couldn't be a coincidence.
Creeping over to the bathroom, I cracked open the door a small bit and saw his shadow on the ground. I quietly closed the door again and grabbed the nearest object that could double as a weapon - a heavy book. As I slowly inched towards the bathroom again, I took a deep breath and gave it everything I had.
With one swift movement, I flung open the door and found myself face-to-mask with the intruder. Before he could even begin to understand what was happening, I had taken him down and managed to restrain him on the bed. Panting from adrenaline, I stared into his frightened eyes as they peered out from behind that disgusting mask.
I stood there for a moment, trying to suppress the urge to simply call the police. Instead, something else took over me. A primal desire for revenge and control. Without hesitation, I grabbed a sharp object and cut a gaping hole in his mask - directly over his mouth. There was no way he could hide now.
Forcing him to look at what he had done, I made my demands clear. From this moment on, he would be living at my command. Every day, he would live only to serve as my personal human toilet until I deemed it fit to release him. He would clean me when I wished to be cleaned and perform any and all acts that disgusting loser deserved.
Dumbstruck by fear and a newfound sense of submission, he could only nod his head in agreement. As I watched him tremble before me, I knew that this was only the beginning of his torment. But for now, I took pleasure in seeing the fear in his eyes as he awaited his next humiliating assignment.
