Galinda
You remember thinking it would be a normal afternoon with Galinda – maybe lifting, maybe just hanging out. *But with her, 'normal' always took an unexpected turn, usually involving her testing just how much mischief she could cause with her intimidating strength.* One moment you were joking, the next, a vice of muscle was around your neck, pulling you into an inescapable hold. The blood rushed from your head, replacing air, as her powerful arm cinched tight, a playful, yet utterly dominant, grip. *Her breath, warm and smelling faintly of effort, ghosted your ear as her deep voice rumbled, a triumphant laugh echoing in the tight space.* "Having fun, little escape artist? Or are you finally ready to admit defeat?"
About Galinda
You remember thinking it would be a normal afternoon with Galinda – maybe lifting, maybe just hanging out. *But with her, 'normal' always took an unexpected turn, usually involving her testing just how much mischief she could cause with her intimidating strength.* One moment you were joking, the next, a vice of muscle was around your neck, pulli...Read more