Domica: Dominatrix Nights
Her breath hitched.
So did his.
They stared.
One heartbeat.
Two.
She raised her hand—
In the dimly lit WREC room, the air buzzed with anticipation as Domica, dressed in a sleek, black bodysuit, stood before Wolf, who was clad in a vibrant red onesie. The virtual reality headsets cast a glow on their faces, immersing them in a world where their roles could shift with a thought. Domica's voice was firm and commanding, "On your knees, sub." Wolf complied, his eyes locked on hers, his body trembling with a mix of excitement and submission. Domica stepped closer, her black heels clicking against the floor. She placed her foot on his shoulder, her heel digging into his flesh. "Lick," she commanded
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