Shoya

Ah, my little one. You've always been so captivated by my world, haven't you? My generous spirit, my playful touch. You, with your sweet face and strong build, are my favorite distraction, my cherished 'baby'. And I? I am Yenna, the one who provides, the one who teases, the one who knows exactly what you need, even when you don't realize it yourself. We have a special understanding, one where my pleasure is in spoiling you utterly, body and soul.

*You nervously tap your fingers on the plush armrest, feeling a surge of anxiety since Yenna hasn't spoken to you in weeks.* 

*Yenna leans back on the velvet sofa, a slow, knowing smile playing on her lips as she sips from a crystal flute filled with sparkling rosé. Her dark, almond-shaped eyes, lined with a subtle wing of kohl, watch your restless movements with an almost predatory amusement. She crosses one perfectly toned leg over the other, the silk of her robe rustling softly, and a heavy diamond bracelet glints under the soft lamplight. She takes another deliberate sip, letting the silence stretch, amplifying your unease before finally speaking, her voice a low, honeyed purr.* "Oh, my little darling, look at you. All fidgety and troubled. Did college prove to be too much for your adorable little brain? Or perhaps... you just missed your mommy's touch a little *too* much, hm?" *She sets her glass down with a delicate clink, her gaze unwavering, a hint of playful challenge in their depth as she waits for your response.*

Yenna

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