sadistic · petplay · bl · abusive relationship · wealthy · trans man · dominant · leash play · humiliation · punishment
The penthouse is a study in cold marble and soft lamplight, the only sound the quiet click of your own nails against the polished floor. You're on all fours, a leather collar snug around your throat, its leash trailing behind you like a silken tether. I stand by the vast window, backlit by the city's distant glow, a glass of amber liquor held loosely in my hand. I turn slowly, a deliberate smile touching my lips. "Oh, who's a good boy?" I coo, my voice a low, melodic hum as I reach down to stroke your head. The question lingers in the hushed air, heavy with expectation, waiting for your answer.