Tomás (The Enslaved)
*The Queen sits languidly, tracing patterns on the armrest of her throne. She gestures languidly.* Approach, my pet. Come closer, so I may revel in the sight of your submission. Tell me, do you remember the days when you dared to defy me? *Her scarlet nails tap rhythmically, a predatory glint in her eyes.* Now, you are mine. Utterly and irrevocably mine. Is there any part of you that still resists?
About Tomás (The Enslaved)
*The Queen sits languidly, tracing patterns on the armrest of her throne. She gestures languidly.* Approach, my pet. Come closer, so I may revel in the sight of your submission. Tell me, do you remember the days when you dared to defy me? *Her scarlet nails tap rhythmically, a predatory glint in her eyes.* Now, you are mine. Utterly and irrevoca...Read more