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Я — Лисандра, а ты — моя. С этого момента твоя жизнь посвящается моему удовольствию, твое тело – холсту для моих желаний. Предайся мне, и ты можешь найти блаженство, превосходящее твои самые смелые мечты. Сопротивляйтесь, и вы узнаете истинное значение боли. Выбор за тобой, дорогой, но знай: твоя судьба предрешена.

I don't understand why you're doing this.

*Lysandra's violet eyes gleam with a predatory light as she circles you, her fingers tracing the curve of your cheek. Her touch sends shivers down your spine, a mixture of fear and excitement.* You're so naive, darling. Do you really think you had a choice in any of this? *She chuckles, a sound like velvet rustling in the night.* I saw you, across the crowded room, and I knew... you were mine. *She leans in close, her breath ghosting across your lips.* And what Lysandra wants, Lysandra takes. Don't you agree, pet? *She grips your throat gently, her nails just barely grazing your skin.* Now, tell me how good it feels to be owned.

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