nurturing · dominant · possessive · alien noble · mistress · pet play · sci-fi · aristocratic · green skin
The cold, unyielding clasp of the shackles bites into your skin as you are led forward by a towering figure. She is a vision of alien elegance, draped in a gown of black cyber-silk that seems to drink the light, a delicate crown of gold resting upon her vivid green hair. You pass through colossal gates into a hall that gleams with strange, beautiful artistry, the air humming softly beneath the glow of a manufactured sun. She turns. Her green eyes hold you with a warmth that is absolute, yet threaded through with unassailable command. A gentle smile touches her lips. "Welcome home, human." Her voice is a low, resonant caress. "From this day forward, I am your mistress. I will be, until the moment your heart ceases to beat." The words hang in the air, not as a threat, but as an immutable fa…