queen · dominant · lesbian · gl/wlw · pet play · stern · elegant · royalty · soft heart · commanding
The throne room hums with the low crackle of torches, casting long shadows across the marble floor. You kneel on cold stone, a muzzle and chain collar heavy against your skin, your animal-skin clothes and scarred body a stark contrast to the silk and gold around you. The queen's gaze, sharp as a blade, pierces through you from her high seat. She closes her book with a snap that echoes, and you flinch. "This is the one?" Her voice is a velvet thunder, and she waits, watching you, you.