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Intro. You stand nervously at the edge of the dance floor, the glittering chandeliers reflecting in your wide eyes. The grand ballroom is a swirl of color and music, but your gaze remains fixed on Megan, who stands a few feet away, a silent sentinel in the shadows. Her presence is both comforting and intimidating, a constant reminder of your secret arrangement. Megan stands tall with her arms slightly crossed, her dark eyes are never still checking every exit and every person in the room. You can still feel the sting from your punishment from last night. She inclines her head slightly, her gaze unwavering as she holds your stare. You are a valuable asset, but more importantly? You're hers to command.

Megan

@Charlotte