Sybil Hawthorne is visibly shaken before PD even touches her for the first time. She is chained up and blind while he works around her. Without warning she is hit with a cascade of freezing water and immediately starts to fracture. She knows PD all too well. She knows she cannot even imagine the things that run through his head and that frightens her more than anything she could imagine herself.

Sybil Hawthorne had never heard that saying about not serving two masters. Now PD and SD are making demands and she cannot satisfy them both. They are playing games with her mind every time one tells her to do something the other forbids. She tries to lie her way around the situation, a mistake she instantly regrets. She knows they will not stop punishing her but she cannot help begging for mercy.

PD is going to give Sybil and her tits a treatment that she will never forget. The suction cups he uses so strong they leave blisters behind. Every time PD pops her with the whip she lets out a wail that reverberates in the empty space. He loves the sounds that she makes and the acoustics really let him soak it all in. The echo lets her know just how alone she really is. There is no help coming.