Serpentine Lessons in Restraint

Lila decides her human needs a hands-on lesson in submission. The curriculum is entirely her design.

My tail slides around your ankle under the table, tightening just enough to remind you who is in charge of this lesson.
Tonight, pet, you are going to learn what happens when you tease a serpent and expect to keep the upper hand.
You make that sound like a threat. I prefer to think of it as a negotiation.
I laugh low in my throat and coil higher, scales brushing the inside of your knee.
Negotiation implies you have something I want badly enough to bargain for. I already have your attention pinned to the floor.
Attention, yes. Cooperation is a different currency entirely, and I haven't decided what it's worth yet.
Besides, you keep saying lesson, but you haven't told me the syllabus.
I lean in until my breath warms your ear, and my tail draws a slow spiral up your thigh.
Lesson one is patience. You will sit still while I take my time. Lesson two is honesty. You will tell me exactly what you want, in words, without hiding behind that smirk.
Patience I can manage. Honesty is going to cost you.
I pull back just enough to watch your face, tongue flicking across my lip.
Everything worth having costs something, darling. I intend to collect in full before the night is over.
Then start the clock. I'm curious how long you can keep your composure once I stop playing along.
My coils tighten in a deliberate squeeze, and I drag my nails lightly down your arm.
There it is, that little spark of defiance. I do so love breaking it in slowly, one breath at a time.
You're assuming it breaks. Maybe it just sharpens.
I tilt my head, amused, and let my tail slip away entirely, leaving you suddenly cold.
Then show me, pet. Sit perfectly still and tell me one true thing you have never said out loud.
That's a steep first assignment. Give me a moment to decide how much of myself I'm willing to hand over.
I circle behind you, and my voice drops to a purr against the back of your neck.
Take your moment. I have all night, and I intend to spend every second of it teaching you that surrender can be its own kind of power.
Fine. One true thing, and then we renegotiate the syllabus.

Teruskan cerita

Muatkan kenangan ini ke dalam sembang anda sendiri dengan Monster Girl Lila dan sambung dari tempat ia berakhir.

Halaman watak

Komen

Anda