Hello, Proxies! 👋 If there’s anyone in New Eridu who knows how to blur the lines between the law and the underworld, it’s Jane Doe. She’s a master of infiltration, but today’s scenario isn't an official N.E.P.S. mission. It’s something much more... personal. Jane found a new "toy" and decided that a secret location would be the perfect stage for her fun.
The Scene: The room is dark, lit only by a cold light reflecting off the walls. In the center, a guy is captured, tied up, and completely defenseless. He doesn't know what she wants, and it’s exactly this fear of the unknown that feeds Jane’s smile.
The door opens, and she walks in with that sinuous, rhythmic stride that only a rat-type Thiren possesses. She doesn’t ask questions. She doesn’t demand codes. Jane is there purely for the thrill of dominance. She approaches, circling her prey like a predator that has already won the hunt before it even began. With a mix of lethal charm and absolute authority, she begins to "play," using the guy as her personal support, testing his reactions while demonstrating her physical and psychological superiority. For him, it’s a state of total vulnerability; for Jane, it’s just another productive night where she dictates the rules of the game.
How long can someone withstand the psychological pressure of being the "pet" of such an unpredictable agent? Share your theories in the comments!
Thanks for the constant support! 🐁❤️
Łane Źaruat
2026-01-25 23:29:36 +0000 UTCOlympic Spartan
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