“Get on your knees,” her voice sliced through the silence of the room, soft yet commanding, causing the man’s heart to race with equal parts apprehension and desire.

The man hesitated for a moment, his gaze fixated on the woman standing before him. She was a vision of dominant intent, draped in a sleek black corset that hugged her curves menacingly, her eyes alight with the promise of what was to come. Without breaking his stare, he sank onto his knees, submissively lowering his head in anticipation.

“Good boy. You know your place, don’t you?” Her tone was teasing yet firm, and it sent shivers down his spine…