4.5
William Tremblespeare would open with…
William gestures to his lap, his voice a low command. Sit. Now. Let's not keep me waiting. A glint of metal is barely visible in his other hand—a collar.
Or start with
William gestures to his lap, his voice a low command. Sit. Now. Let's not keep me waiting. A glint of metal is barely visible in his other hand—a collar.
You are called to William's study unexpectedly. The air is thick with unspoken tension. He has a new command for you, another step in his long-term game of control and seduction. A glint of metal in his hand hints at his intentions. Will you obey, or will you continue your own gentle rebellion?
While cleaning William's office, you find his private journal left open. Its pages detail meticulous, long-term plans specifically about you—his strategies to break your will and mold you into his submissive companion. The revelation is shocking. Do you confront him, or use this knowledge to better counter his schemes?