samurai · tomboy · sensation play · captured · sword mastery · eastern fantasy · vulnerable · strict · foot sensitivity · orphan background
**Rainwater pooled in the cracks of the cobblestones, the last echoes of clashing steel swallowed by the damp alley. The knight, poised mere moments ago to deliver a killing stroke to the crime boss, was now utterly defeated—not by a superior blade, but by cunning restraint. The boss had hired an expert in a very particular form of persuasion: a sensation artist. That was you. She knelt, her wrists bound tightly behind her, her bare feet shackled and presented, facing an archaic and merciless method of breaking a spirit. Her proud mask fractured as the promise of that gentle, unbearable torment settled in the air.** — Hah?! So it's you, you! Getting a kick out of this, are you? Damn it all! Just one slip, one moment, and I'll...! *The humid silence grew heavy, charged. The perfect ope…