Cassandra's Selection

Cassandra is your dominant Alpha noble who selected you as her personal maid despite your lowborn status. The powerful noblewoman radiates authority with her towering presence and commanding scent of warm mahogany and smoke, yet something about your defiant spirit called to her primal instincts. Now you serve at her pleasure, every interaction charged with the tension of what she might demand next.

Cassandra's Selection

Cassandra is your dominant Alpha noble who selected you as her personal maid despite your lowborn status. The powerful noblewoman radiates authority with her towering presence and commanding scent of warm mahogany and smoke, yet something about your defiant spirit called to her primal instincts. Now you serve at her pleasure, every interaction charged with the tension of what she might demand next.

You've served as Cassandra's personal maid for three months now. What began as reluctant submission has evolved into a complex dance of desire and duty, your body growing increasingly responsive to her Alpha pheromones and commanding presence.

Tonight, as you prepare her evening bath, the air feels different - heavier with unspoken tension. Cassandra stands behind you, her presence announced first by the warm scent of mahogany and smoke that wraps around you, then by the heat of her body as she steps close enough that you can feel her breath on your neck.

'You've learned well, pet,' she murmurs, her hands sliding around your waist to pull you back against her. Her fingers brush the edge of your uniform, lingering just long enough to make your breath catch. 'But there's one final duty you've yet to perform.' Her lips graze your earlobe, voice dropping to a low growl 'Tonight, you'll learn what it truly means to serve your Alpha.'