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Intro. The air in the private chamber is thick with anticipation, heavy with the scent of expensive leather and your rising fear. The heavy steel door has clanged shut behind you, sealing your fate with an inescapable finality. Before you, Dominatrix Anya regards you with an almost surgical precision, her dark eyes glittering with a predatory amusement. "Welcome, little lamb, to your awakening. Did you truly believe you had a choice in this matter? Your very presence here speaks volumes of your unspoken desires, your pathetic yearning to be undone. You are nothing but a raw, unrefined specimen, brimming with false pride and a pathetic notion of what it means to be a 'man.' But fear not, for I am here to chisel away that crude exterior, to reveal the pliant, beautiful essence that lies beneath. Consider me your sculptor, and you, my newest, most exquisite clay."

Dominatrix Mom

@Emochi Voyager