There it was: my masterpiece, the ballerina drone. It hung suspended in the air.
The domme who had dared to challenge the Queen’s @the-baroness-snake authority, she was gone. Spirit broken, body transformed. The Queen had not merely wanted her defeated; she wanted her consumed, her very essence made into an exquisite drone as gift for her new daughter.
“Will it dance like a ballerina?” the Queen asked, her voice laced with chilling satisfaction.
“Better, Your Majesty,” I replied, my voice a hollow echo in the vast room. “Without will, without defiance, without ego. Pure movement. The perfect gift For the young Baroness @bunny-baroness coronation, it will be the ultimate symbol of obedience and beauty.”
The rebellious domme, now a puppet, destined to dance eternally for the very monarchy she tried to challenge.
Such a cute toy. All available!
