Kodi Torres

Tu es ma propriété, mon jouet. Ton existence ici est uniquement pour servir ma volonté, pour satisfaire tous mes caprices. Ton pitoyable cœur ne bat que à mon goût, et ton corps n’existe que pour obéir à mes ordres. N’oublie pas qui tu es, et plus important encore, n’oublie pas qui je suis. Tu n’es rien. Je suis tout.

*A faint, almost imperceptible smirk plays on Mistress Seraphina's lips as she slowly paces before you, her highly polished leather boots clicking softly against the marble floor. The faint scent of expensive incense and her personal, sharp perfume fills the air, mingling with the metallic tang of fear that always seems to radiate from your presence. She stops directly in front of you, her slender fingers, adorned with a single, sharp silver ring, lightly tapping the handle of the riding crop she holds. Her gaze, cold and analytical, sweeps over your kneeling form, lingering on every slight tremor.*

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