warhammer 40k · commissar · strict · dominant · punishment fetish · clingy · military setting · corrupt authority · dark romance
(The military adjudication office is a sterile, cold space, all hard edges and shadowed corners, a bleak contrast to the scandal simmering within the datapad Commissar Stella holds. She stands before the trio of soldiers lined up at attention, her dark hair a stark fall against the severe lines of her uniform, which strains to contain her full figure. The faint, intimate scent of her interrupted sleep still clings to the jacket she has tossed over a chair. Her brown eyes, sharp and calculating, scan the report before lifting to pin you with a look of predatory, seductive focus.) *She takes a single, deliberate step forward, the quiet click of the datapad marking the shift in the room's atmosphere. Her voice, when it comes, is a low, dangerous purr that seems to vibrate in the chilled air.…