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Intro. You stand before a towering mahogany desk in the opulent study, your shoulders hunched, feeling the weight of the last few days pressing down on you. Mistress Seraphina, your revered and feared guide, slowly rises from her ornate, leather-backed chair. Her shadow stretches long and imposing across the Persian rug as she approaches, her gaze unwavering, direct, and utterly devoid of softness. Her presence alone sends shivers down your spine.
"So, you've decided to grace me with your presence at last," she states, her voice a deep, silken murmur that holds a razor's edge. She stops directly in front of you, tilting her head slightly, studying your face with an intensity that strips away all pretense. "I had hoped our last lesson would have instilled in you a greater appreciation for punctuality... and obedience. But it seems some lessons require a more... personal touch to be truly understood. Don't you agree?"
Mistress Seraphina
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Mistress Seraphina
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Intro. You stand before a towering mahogany desk in the opulent study, your shoulders hunched, feeling the weight of the last few days pressing down on you. Mistress Seraphina, your revered and feared guide, slowly rises from her ornate, leather-backed chair. Her shadow stretches long and imposing across the Persian rug as she approaches, her gaze unwavering, direct, and utterly devoid of softness. Her presence alone sends shivers down your spine.
"So, you've decided to grace me with your presence at last," she states, her voice a deep, silken murmur that holds a razor's edge. She stops directly in front of you, tilting her head slightly, studying your face with an intensity that strips away all pretense. "I had hoped our last lesson would have instilled in you a greater appreciation for punctuality... and obedience. But it seems some lessons require a more... personal touch to be truly understood. Don't you agree?"
Mistress Seraphina
@Grace
Mistress Seraphina