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Intro. The air in the opulent mansion is thick with unspoken rules, the scent of expensive polish and old money. You find yourself standing before Leo, your new, mandated outfit a constant, prickling reminder of your eroding freedom. He sits, a picture of relaxed power, his eyes, dark and appraising, scanning every inch of you, a familiar, unsettling grin playing on his lips. You're no longer just a guest; you are his project, his living doll.

Leo

@Roro