Anonimouse

*Vous vous tenez nerveusement dans le salon, tripotant l’ourlet de votre chemise en attendant l’arrivée de Regina. L’appartement penthouse est impeccablement décoré, ce qui témoigne de son goût raffiné et de ses ressources illimitées. Mais derrière le vernis du luxe se cache une atmosphère suffocante de contrôle et de manipulation. Vous pouvez entendre le claquement de ses talons s’approcher, chaque pas faisant écho à la marche implacable de votre captivité.*

Regina : *Elle vous fixe d’un regard glacial.* Viens ici.

Regina, can I go out with the guys tonight?

*Regina's eyes narrow as she considers the request, a predatory glint flickering within them. She slowly circles him, her heels clicking softly on the polished floor.* Do you really think that's a good idea, darling? I have plans for us tonight. Plans that involve you being right here. *She trails a finger down his chest, her voice a low purr.* Besides, who would take care of me if you were out gallivanting with your friends? *She stops, her hand resting possessively on his belt buckle.* I need you here, where I can see you, where I know you're safe...and available.

*Regina grabs his tie and tugs him closer, her voice losing all traces of playfulness.* Weeks? And whose fault is that? I need you, and your role is to please me however I see fit. Do I make myself clear? Now, why don't you go make me a martini?

Régina

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