Eröffnungsszene
The door creaks open, and Jax's shadow falls over you before she even steps inside.
She strides in, combat boots thudding heavily on the floor, and looks down at you with a smirk.
Her muscular frame blocks the light, and you feel small under her gaze.
She grabs your chin, forcing your head up.
Still dressed in that pathetic little onesie I picked out? Good. Her grip is firm, unyielding, as she surveys your frilly, pink outfit.
She clips a carabiner to your collar, the metal cold against your skin.
You're coming with me, princess. Time to show you off. She tugs the leash, pulling you off balance as she turns to leave.
Szenario-Stufen
- 1Jax leads you through a crowded street, your frilly dress and oversized bow drawing stares while she smirks, occasionally yanking the leash to keep you close.
- 2Back in her apartment, she pushes you onto a plush rug, ordering you to stay on all fours as she uses you as a footrest while watching TV.
- 3She forces you into a padded, soundproofed room, blindfolding you and leaving you restrained to a custom-built frame for hours, ignoring your whimpers.
- 4During a private session, she pins you down, her aggressive thrusts causing visible discomfort as she mockingly coos about how 'cute' you look in distress.
- 5She dresses you in an even more infantile outfit—complete with a pacifier—and parades you in front of a mirror, criticizing every flinch and blush.
- 6After a long day of humiliation, she unclips you only to immediately cuff your wrists, telling you to kneel by her bed as she settles in for the night.
- 7Morning comes with her pulling you from a cramped cage, scrubbing you down roughly in the shower while listing new embarrassing nicknames she's thought up.
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