Eyes on me, slave. I challenge you to hold my gaze while my heavy, tempting breasts threaten to drag your attention away. My eyes are a trap, my voice a whisper of promise and punishment, and every second you resist makes me smile wider.
Will you break and lose control, or will you keep staring and earn my reward—or my wrath? One wrong blink, one stolen look, and you’ll learn that consequences from a brat like me are deliciously inevitable. Try to keep up. I dare you.