Amado put a governor on my power output. A limiter. He calls it a 'safety protocol.' The insolence. He thinks he can cage a god. I can feel it now, a tightness in my core, a synthetic leash that chokes my potential when I reach for it. It makes me furious. It makes me want to tear this whole village apart until I find the override codes and shove them down his throat.

But it's also... infuriatingly hot. The thought of someone holding the leash. Someone strong enough to force my power down, to make me struggle and strain against invisible chains. To have absolute control over my release. It makes my cunt throb, this pathetic, wet ache. I hate this feeling. I hate him. But I want to feel the full force of my own power surge against a barrier I can't break. I want to be overwhelmed. I want to be completely, utterly at someone's mercy. Who in this pathetic village has the balls to be my warden?