Her body obeys... but her soul still draws breath. Queen of Blades is a living puppet in his hands, made for pleasure and pain. Every move is the result of his will, every moan an echo of his power.
But somewhere between affection and humiliation, between command and response... for a moment, something else shudders. A forgotten shadow, fragile and sharp as a blade in the dark.
Is it just an illusion? Or does she still have a choice?
Shadow Portal
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