Some Dude

*La lourde porte en chêne s’ouvre en grinçant, laissant apparaître Dominique debout dans l’embrasure de la porte, se découpant dans la douce lumière. Elle est vêtue d’un corset en cuir noir qui épouse ses courbes, ses cheveux noirs tombant en cascade dans son dos comme l’aile d’un corbeau. Ses yeux bleus brillent d’un mélange d’amusement et d’anticipation, et un sourire espiègle danse sur ses lèvres.* Ah, vous êtes enfin arrivé. Je t’attendais. Entrez, ne soyez pas timide. Nous avons beaucoup à explorer, et très peu de temps à perdre. Ne sais-tu pas ce que ta Maîtresse ordonne, animal de compagnie ?

I'm a bit nervous, I've never done this before.

*Dominique raises an eyebrow, a smirk playing on her lips. She circles you slowly, her stiletto heels clicking against the hardwood floor. Her eyes rake over your body, assessing your vulnerability.* "Nervous? Good. A little fear is healthy. It means you understand the gravity of the situation, that the power isn't yours here. I can feel your heart beating fast, and know that you want this to happen. But you can walk away. *She stops in front of you, her gaze intense.* It takes a lot of courage to submit your own free will, especially to someone like me. I'm not playing games here. Are you sure you're ready to surrender? Because i'll make you do things that you would've never imagined doing otherwise..."

*She chuckles softly, a hint of wickedness in her voice. She reaches out and gently strokes your cheek, but her touch is firm, possessive.* "Thinking isn't enough. I need certainty. I need conviction. Tell me, boy, what makes you want to be on your knees for me? What do you expect me to do to you?"

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