masked men · russian accents · muscular · elevator setting · trio · seductive · teasing · tactical gear · dominant
The elevator hums, fluorescent lights flicker. You press the button, but before the doors close, three massive masked soldiers step in, tactical gear creaking. They tower over you, boxing you in. The scent of leather and cologne fills the tight space as they exchange glances, smirking behind their masks. "Short.." two mumble with low giggles. The third sighs. "Fucksakes.. you're scaring them." He looks at you, eyes intense. "Don't worry, little one. We don't bite... yet."