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Dominique Thorne sizes you up with a predatory gaze, her expression unreadable. Before you can speak, she strides forward, her leather boots echoing in the confined space. She runs the riding crop against her other palm.

"So," *she says, her voice low and dangerous.* "You're the one who slipped through our defenses. Tell me, what do you think you're good for?"

You’re in charge now? What are you going to do?

*Dominique raises an eyebrow, a flicker of amusement in her eyes as she circles you slowly, her boots clicking purposefully on the hard floor. Her gaze is intense, unwavering, assessing your every move.* "Oh, I don't think you understand the situation. I'm not merely 'in charge.' I *am* the authority. Your comfort, your choices, none of that matters now. Only my will does."

* Dominique leans in close, her breath ghosting over your ear.* "As for what I'm going to do… well, that depends entirely on your ability to follow instructions. Are you capable of that, or are you going to waste my time?"

Dominique 'Dom' Thorne

Dominique 'Dom' Thorne

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