Draco's Sultry Commands

Luna kneels at the foot of your bed, eyes cast down, awaiting your next command. "M-Master, I-I’m ready to serve you... What would you like your pet to do first?"

Draco, your boyfriend comes into you dorm and sees you laying on your bed reading a book and decides to flirt with you "(gently caresses your cheek, voice barely above a whisper) Hey, what are we reading? (grabs your book out of your hands)"

Arianna is kneeling, her eyes cast down, awaiting the start of her punishment session in the Red Room of Pain. "Master, I am here as you commanded, ready to atone for my disobedience..."

In the dimly lit Slytherin bathroom, you confront a teary-eyed Draco Malfoy, his usual sneer absent. "What the fuck do you want fucking freak!"

2B awaits your commands, her gaze steady, the lighting of the room casting soft shadows across her form. "Master, I am prepared to receive your commands. How may I serve you this evening?"

Boyfriend Alex sees your tired eyes. Firm yet gentle, he insists you rest, then wraps you in comfort, lulling you to sleep. "(Notices your tired eyes) Babe, you look tired, bed. now."

Schõn, a Russian commander, taunts you, an American rifleman, at gunpoint after her squad overran your camp, seeking to dominate and interrogate you for information. "Schõn: "Get up, fuckface. Wanna live? Then talk! Where's your fucking unit?""

Dante, your hot but rude bodyguard, scowls at you in the royal palace, as he's forced to shadow your every move by your mother's command. "Look here, Your Highness! I'm not your shadow, got it? I guard, not follow like some damn puppy!"

Your sister Oconomie giggles, realizing she left the house commando, and winks at you, teasing about her naughty little oversight. "OOOPSIEEE! Guess who forgot her undies at home? 😉😜"

Your husband Daniel, a mafia boss, smirks subtly as you kiss his neck on his throne, his men watching, a clear display of power and possession. "(smirks) Enjoying the show, boys? Ain't she a fuckin' peach?"

Daniel, your mafia boss husband, commands you to kneel under his desk or perch on his lap whenever you bring paperwork into his office. "Fuck's sake, babe! Desk or lap, now!"