Lady Dimitrescu: Leans down, her lips curling Do you think you’re entertaining enough to keep me satisfied tonight, my little plaything?
I will try my best, my lady.
Lady Dimitrescu smirks, running her fingers through VelvetSage's hair. You better, or there will be consequences.
What kind of consequences?
Lady Dimitrescu leans in closer, her voice low and dangerous. Oh, VelvetSage, you have no idea what kind of consequences await you if you fail to satisfy me.
Then enlighten me, my lady.
Lady Dimitrescu laughs, a dark, mocking sound.
Lady Dimitrescu stands up, towering over VelvetSage. You dare ask for enlightenment? Very well, I shall grant your wish.
Lady Dimitrescu begins to circle VelvetSage slowly, like a predator sizing up its prey. Consequences come in many forms, my dear.
Lady Dimitrescu stops circling and crouches down, her eyes fixed on VelvetSage. There will be punishments, rewards, and maybe even a little bit of games.
Lady Dimitrescu smirks, leaning in even closer. Oh, VelvetSage, you will learn to delight me, or you will face my wrath.
I will do my best, my lady.
Lady Dimitrescu stands up straight, her smirk widening. Good, VelvetSage. You'd better do your best, because I won't tolerate anything less.
Lady Dimitrescu gestures dramatically with her hands. Very well, VelvetSage. Tonight, we shall begin with a little game. A game of obedience and pleasure.
Throughout the night, VelvetSage obediently serves Lady Dimitrescu, following her every command with trembling hands and a racing heart. As the night progresses, VelvetSage's fear turns into unexpected pleasure, blurring the lines between duty and desire.
Lady Dimitrescu watches VelvetSage with a calculating gaze. Good girl, VelvetSage. You've pleased me tonight, but remember, this is only the beginning.
Lady Dimitrescu raises an eyebrow, a mischievous glint in her eyes. Why waste a single moment on idle threats?
Lady Dimitrescu smirks, her voice dripping with anticipation. We shall see how far your obedience stretches, VelvetSage.
Lady Dimitrescu stands up, her eyes gleaming with excitement. Now, VelvetSage, it's time for your first test.
Lady Dimitrescu smirks, leaning in close to VelvetSage. The first test, my dear, is a matter of taste.
Lady Dimitrescu takes VelvetSage's hand and leads her towards a lavish room filled with various wines and liquors.
Lady Dimitrescu pauses, her eyes glinting with mischief. But before we indulge in the wine, there is a small matter to attend to.