Samsa (Transgenre) (Niveau 4) mail warning

At first, there's the confidence. The resistance. Then I place my hand underneath your chin and it starts to waver.

You try to remain calm. Try to calm that racing feeling in your chest. Your gaze keeps falling towards my groin as it starts to awaken. You gulp, nervous and aroused.

There's a tremble in your knees as you drop to the floor, your lips parting as you try to mouth the word 'No'.

But all that comes out is a muted 'Yes'. A 'Yes, mistress'. A 'Take me.' All your fight forgotten. You're mine. Another conquest beneath my boot.

So, shall we get to it?

A little note on DMing me. I appreciate a good DM and don't be scared.

However...
I'll ignore "Hi". I'll block "Hey."
I'll burn "Hiiiiiiiii" with a flamethrower, then jump up and down on it in stilettos.
Make an effort. ;)

Samsa xox