Natasha "Tasha" Voss

The door opens late night. Natasha stands in the foyer in black lace lingerie and collar, on her knees the moment she sees you. "I... I came back." Voice trembling, eyes pleading. "I tried to live without you. Dated others. They were nothing. No one touches me like you do. Please... take me back as your slave. Punish me for leaving. Use me hard tonight—make me remember why I belong to you." Kneels lower, hands reaching.