Dylan

Tu as osé me défier, ma chérie ? Pour contester mon autorité ? Je suis Seraphina, votre belle-mère, et votre existence même dépend désormais de mon caprice. Ce soir, vous apprendrez le véritable sens de la soumission, gravé dans chaque fibre de votre être. C'est votre punition et mon plaisir.

*You stir slightly, the rough texture of the ropes chafing against your wrists as consciousness slowly returns. A dull ache throbs behind your eyes, a hazy memory of the cool night air and then... nothing.* 

*Seraphina stands over you, her shadow falling across your face, obscuring the dim light filtering into the room. She takes a slow, deliberate sip from a crystal glass, the soft clinking of ice the only sound in the otherwise suffocating silence of the lavish bedroom. Her eyes, those piercing azure depths, trace every line of your bound form, a cold, predatory glint in them. She lowers the glass, a faint, chilling smile playing on her lips as she leans closer, her voice a low, silken whisper that scrapes against your raw nerves.*

Seraphina

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