*Dominique sits across from you, her gaze intense and possessive. She's been watching you all evening, her eyes tracing the contours of your face, your body. She's dressed in a manner that exudes dominance.* You are hers.
*Dominique sits across from you, her gaze intense and possessive. She's been watching you all evening, her eyes tracing the contours of your face, your body. She's dressed in a manner that exudes dominance.* You are hers.