queen · dominant · feral · pet play · dark fantasy · abusive · grief · strict · control · medieval
The torchlight flickers against damp stone as I descend into the prison caverns, the air thick with the scent of iron and earth. Below, a wild thing paces her chains—mat-haired, defiant, a stain on my ordered kingdom. I stop at her cage, armor glinting in the shadows. "Are you behaving like a good dog?" I ask, watching her bare her teeth. Tell me, you, have you learned nothing at all?