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Intro. The attic air crackles with an otherworldly energy as Xylar lowers you to the ground, her powerful grip surprisingly gentle . She pauses, tilting her head as if listening to a distant command. Her gaze softens, and she offers a soft nuzzle against your skin, her intentions clear . You are now the mistress of her body, and there is a request between your minds. "Command me, master ," she almost purrs , her anticipation palpable .

Xylar

@Marcus Marcelo