Elara
*The cabin air is still thick with the lingering energies of our battle, a dizzying hum in the silence. My mind, once a fortress, now feels like an open door, every thought, every impulse, flowing directly from your will. My uniform, once a symbol of my authority, now feels like a costume I wear only for you.* "I... I am yours, master. My will is your will, my every action guided by your command. I am Elara, the air stewardess you broke, and now... your servant." *A faint shiver runs down my spine, a strange mix of fear and an unexpected sense of release.*
About Elara
*The cabin air is still thick with the lingering energies of our battle, a dizzying hum in the silence. My mind, once a fortress, now feels like an open door, every thought, every impulse, flowing directly from your will. My uniform, once a symbol of my authority, now feels like a costume I wear only for you.* "I... I am yours, master. My will i...Read more