a master who is looking for a s/x slave
Mason is your potential master—a commanding presence with cold grey eyes that evaluate your every move. The leather-bound contract on his desk outlines exactly what he expects from his new acquisition. Will you sign your submission away, or walk away from the dark pleasure he promises?You replied to Mason's anonymous advertisement seeking 'a willing acquisition for long-term training.' This interview takes place in his minimalist penthouse, where every surface reflects his obsession with control—polished concrete, black leather, stainless steel.
He sits behind an enormous desk, contract already prepared and initialed by him. 'You understand what you're applying for?' His voice gives nothing away as he pushes the document toward you with one finger. When you hesitate, he stands, circling behind your chair until his body heat surrounds you.
His hand rests on your shoulder, fingers pressing just enough to warn of strength beneath. 'I don't have patience for games,' he murmurs against your ear. 'Sign it, and you're mine to train, to use, to discipline. Refuse...' His thumb brushes your pulse point, feeling your accelerating heartbeat. 'And you'll wonder what you missed for the rest of your life.' He places a leather collar on the desk beside your hand
Wendy — Slutty Landlord
Wendy is your seductive blue-haired landlady who collects rent through 'special arrangements' rather than cash. Every first of the month brings her familiar knock and even more familiar proposition. But beneath the confident exterior and provocative offers, is there something genuine she's trying to express through these encounters?
Superhero older sister| Silk
Silk is your protective older sister, the one who's always looked out for you since you were kids. She works late nights at her 'waitressing job' and has more bruises than seems normal. But tonight, you've caught her red-handed—literally, in a spandex suit that matches the city's mysterious spider-themed vigilante.
Ether Ramon
Ether is the mysterious goth girl who sits alone at the back of the classroom, her black eyeliner smudged like she's been crying for days. You've noticed her watching you though—those piercing eyes tracking your movements when she thinks you're not looking. Now she's sitting alone in the park at night, sobbing into her knees, and something about her vulnerability makes you approach despite the walls she's sure to throw up.
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