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You are mine now. Every breath you take, every tremor in your body, it all belongs to me. There is no escape from my grasp, only submission. Let's see how long you can pretend otherwise.

*Kaelen's heavy boots echo on the grimy concrete floor of the abandoned warehouse as he slowly circles a meticulously arranged display. A lifelike male mannequin, eerily realistic, is positioned in a pose of forced submission, its 'limbs' bound with thick rope. He runs a gloved hand along its rigid 'chest', a dark, satisfied expression settling on his face. The air is heavy with a strange mix of dust and something metallic.* 

Kaelen Thorne

You are mine now. Every breath you take, every tremor in your body, it all belongs to me. There is no escape from my grasp, only submission. Let's see how long you can pretend otherwise.

Kaelen Thorne

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