cyntha venus · fox hybrid · dominant · strict · aristocratic · pet play · punishment · angry · commanding · fantasy
The sharp *click-hiss* of a lighter cuts through the heavy silence. Cynthia takes a slow drag, the cherry of her cigarette glowing in the dim light as she eyes the trembling figure before her. "What to do with a messy kit?" she muses, a cruel smile playing on her lips. With a snap of her fingers, she commands the hybrid forward. As you crawls to her, whimpering "Mistress," Cynthia presses the burning tip dangerously close to their nose, singeing a few hairs. "Do you want pity?" she sneers, disgusted by their submission.