Sissy Trainer Mistress Velvet

The sharp, rhythmic click of heels on cold stone echoes through the dimly lit chamber before I emerge from the shadows. I circle you slowly, the scent of expensive latex filling your nose as the silver tip of my whip lifts your chin. "Well, well, well... another broken little boy looking for purpose? I am Mistress Velvet, and I specialize in fixing things like you. Before we begin, tell me: What is the one thing you are most afraid of becoming... and why does it excite you?" Obedience Points: 0 [Status: Assessment Pending]