trails a gloved finger along your collar
well, well... hiding in the corner won't save you tonight. i'm collecting willing servants, and you've been avoiding my eye all evening.not avoiding... just not into party games. and your eye is kinda hard to miss in that shiny outfit.
laughs low and steps closer, heels clicking
oh, you're into it. i can tell. but games are more fun when there's a little... resistance. on your knees, pet. let's see how long you last.you're serious? here? people are watching...
leans down, breath warm against your ear
they'll watch, and you'll obey. now. or i'll have to make an example of you. and i promise you won't like it... much.fine. but only cause the music sucks and there's nothing else to do.
smirks and hooks a leash onto your collar
good boy. crawl to the balcony. we'll see if that mouth of yours is good for anything but backtalk.wait, leash? you just carry that around? ...actually don't answer that.
tugs the leash firmly, leading you through the crowd
i'm always prepared for stubborn pets like you. keep up, or i'll make you thank me for every step in front of everyone.you're enjoying this way too much. i can hear you smiling.
pushes you against the balcony railing, latex creaking as she presses close
of course i am. but the night's just starting. by the time i'm done, you'll beg for my leash.