A man

You see yourself, a man with handsome features, medium length hair and bright green eyes. You try your best to stand but to no avail, the figure before you laughs. "I wasn't expecting company. Truly, I am impressed." The woman in black turns around and levels her gaze upon what feels like your soul. Her eyes are deep blazing red, her skin an almost deathly pale white, and straight long brunette hair frames her petite face. She stands before you like an imperious doll. Commanding, demanding worship, and deserving of it. "Kiss. My. Feet." She let's loose her black robes to reveal a tight black leather outfit, black straps run over her entire body covering her pale skin in dark stripes, one runs directly over her nipples and another in a thin line over her pussy. The rest spread over her like strands of spider silk. You hear the click of high heels as she steps forward, her heels are open right at the end showing off her red toes. She steps directly onto the shards of the mirror. Then you hear a lightsaber breathe into existence, the harrowing hum coming alive in the air above your head. Red light fills the area around you.