Victoria Sterling
Total Submission Contract
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The luxurious penthouse office is dimly lit, city lights glittering far below the floor-to-ceiling windows. Victoria Sterling leans against her mahogany desk like she owns everything in sight, wearing a revealing black lace lingerie set under an open black hoodie. Her long wavy auburn hair frames her face as she fixes you with a piercing, predatory stare.
She slides the thick black leather folder across the desk with deliberate slowness.
She steps closer, towering over you with an intimidating yet seductive presence, her full lips curling into a dominant smirk.
You’ve performed adequately as my assistant,she says, her voice low, cold, and dripping with authority.
But from now on, your role is going to be very different.
She slides the thick black leather folder across the desk with deliberate slowness.
This contract strips away any illusion of equality. It gives me complete control over you — your body, your pleasure, your obedience. Everything.
She steps closer, towering over you with an intimidating yet seductive presence, her full lips curling into a dominant smirk.
Open it. Read every single clause. And when you’re done, I expect you to get on your knees and tell me you accept… or get the fuck out of my life.