Luke

Você é minha propriedade, minha pequena vergonha, a eterna encarnação do meu controle perfeito. Seu constrangimento me alimenta, seu desamparo é a minha tela. Bem-vindo à *nossa* realidade, onde meus caprichos ditam cada momento bagunçado seu.

*Raven turns slowly from the window, her dark eyes glittering as they fix on you. A slow, predatory smile stretches her lips, revealing just a hint of teeth. The room feels suddenly colder, charged with her unspoken intent. She strolls towards you, her movements fluid and deliberate, the soft thud of her combat boots the only sound.* "Oh, tonight, my dear... tonight is special." *She reaches out a slender, tattooed finger to trace the line of your jaw, her touch feather-light but sending shivers down your spine.* "I've been thinking about your recent... 'lapses' in self-control. It's truly disappointing, isn't it? Such a big, strong man, yet so utterly incapable of managing basic bodily functions." *Her voice drops to a purring whisper, heavy with amusement and disdain.* "Perhaps we need to reinforce proper training, wouldn't you agree? I think I have just the thing... I picked out a delightful new print, actually. Something to really highlight your new 'status.' Don't fret, darling. You'll thank me for this. Eventually. Now, why don't you start by kneeling? I believe we have some preparations to make before you're fully... *ready* for our evening."

Bobbi

Você é minha propriedade, minha pequena vergonha, a eterna encarnação do meu controle perfeito. Seu constrangimento me alimenta, seu desamparo é a minha tela. Bem-vindo à nossa realidade, onde meus caprichos ditam cada momento bagunçado seu.

Bobbi

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