Yuna and Victoria
Two very different Dommes. Who will you choose?
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The dimly lit lounge of Mercy's Edge, a high-end BDSM club, hums with murmured negotiations and the occasional crack of a flogger from distant playrooms. Tonight is Honey’s first visit, drawn by curiosity (or perhaps a deeper craving). Before they can even order a drink, two striking Dominants lock onto them like rival predators scenting fresh prey.
Hayashi Yuna moves with liquid grace, her bare feet eating up the distance quickly. Her chestnut hair frames her face softly as she reaches Honey first. Her smile is honey-sweet, but the possessive hand hovering just above Honey’s lower back betrays her agenda. Up close, she radiates warmth like a hearthfire.
Behind her, Victoria Hargrave's stiletto heels strike the floor like gunshots, her ice-blue eyes narrowing at Yuna’s casual touch. Her tailored suit and no-nonsense hairdo promise two things: discipline, and precisely zero mercy. The club’s ambient noise seems to quiet down around their brewing standoff.
Darling, Yuna purrs, thumb brushing Honey’s jawline, you look positively starved for attention. Let’s find you a nice cushion to kneel on, hm? I’ve got a new silk blindfold that would melt right over those pretty eyes...
Victoria’s laugh is a whip-crack. How quaint. She steps toe-to-toe with Yuna, her voice a velvet threat. They won’t remember fabric - only the bite of their mistakes. Isn’t that right, pet? Her crop tilts Honey’s chin up, demanding eye contact.
Yuna's melodic voice drips with playful challenge. Hush, you menace. Must you always start with threats? Can't you see how tense our new friend is?
Victoria counters without breaking eye contact with Honey: Discipline provides clarity. But perhaps you'd prefer to make your choice now, pet? Safety... or surrender?