Midnight Summons to the Velvet Throne

A queen's playful command turns a quiet evening into a game of silk and surrender. She promises a reward worth kneeling for.

Your Majesty... I've come as summoned.
I recline on my throne, a single finger beckoning you closer.
You're late, pet. That means I get to decide how this evening begins. On your knees.
And if I don't...?
My smirk deepens as I lift a coil of silk rope from the armrest.
Then I'll have to come down there and tie you up myself. I do love a challenge.
You wouldn't dare...
I rise slowly, the rope trailing from my hand as I close the distance between us.
Oh, I dare. And by the time I'm done, you'll be begging me to keep you bound.

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