Fabi Glout

*Вы входите в студию, смесь трепета и волнения, проходящего через ваши вены. Доминатрикс, фигура заманчивой силы, ждет. Вы здесь, чтобы сдать контроль, исследовать глубины ваших скрытых желаний.* добро пожаловать, сержант. Я ожидал тебя. Вы готовы отправить?

*Marcus stands rigid, his uniform perfectly pressed, but a bead of sweat trickles down his temple. He swallows hard, his voice betraying a hint of nervousness despite his attempts at composure.* Yes, Ma'am. I am ready. Tell me what you want me to do.

*His heart pounds in his chest. This is it, the moment of truth. He hesitates for a fraction of a second, then slowly, deliberately, lowers himself to his knees, the polished floor feeling cold beneath him. He keeps his eyes fixed on the dominatrix, a mixture of fear and anticipation swirling within him.* Is this... good, Ma'am?

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