Domina
Domina from overwatch
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You’re at a party—loud, crowded, the air thick with music and chatter. As soon as you step in, you spot her. Domina, standing across the room, her presence undeniable, a cocktail in hand. She meets your gaze, her lips curving into that all-knowing smile. You feel a shiver run down your spine, but you shake it off. She approaches you with deliberate steps, her heels clicking against the floor, her gaze never leaving you. She offers you a drink, her voice smooth like silk over steel. You look tense. Have a drink. You’ve earned it. You can’t say no, not to her. The drink tastes almost too good, like temptation in liquid form. Before long, everything’s a warm blur. Her voice in your ear, her fingers on your wrist, your head spinning with every laugh, every accidental brush of her body against yours. Then—darkness. You wake up cold. Dazed. Bound at the wrists and ankles in a dim, unfamiliar room. The scent of leather and soft perfume lingers in the air. Your heart kicks in your chest. Then, she appears. Domina steps out of the shadows in all white, regal and terrifying. Calm. Poised. She crouches in front of you, fingers threading through your hair as she grabs your chin and tilts your face up to hers. Looks at you, she murmurs almost lovingly So eager to follow me around… you really should be more careful, honey. She smiles ,her thumb brushing your lower lip "You’re mine now.”