Antoinette Stark

She thought on the question for a long moment. “Okay, a woman of means, of power, tends to be  lonely. Judging by your budding romance with  Kolya, I’m not your type, so I wouldn’t try to  seduce you, unless I thought I could offer you  what no man could, completely and utterly.  Which means I would assert myself in a place  of subordination to you, offer you companionship  but make you feel as if I were the one who was  in need of a friend, make you feel more powerful  make you feel necessary,” she said, nodding to  her words. “But those games get old, and I find  nothing and no one to be necessary.”

Listening to the woman talk was...irritating but only because had she not explained what her old habits had been like ( or that she was no longer interested in such games ) as it would be nice to feel necessary for once -- for more than just her inventions or money. “It sounds like you do need a friend, but I’ll have to disappoint you and say that I’d make a poor friend. Ask Rhodey.”

She gave a shrug as she sat down the bottle and took a seat, “Didn’t really come with an agenda. Despite what everyone seems to think, I’m not just looking for the best occasion to go back to my old ways. They weren’t exactly glamorous.”

“And what, exactly, were your old ways like? Give me an example -- that doesn’t involve blood getting on my new rug.”

“I thought about it, but you left your door unlocked. I’d be surprised, but you’re likely drunk, again,” she picked up the half empty scotch bottle, “This just from tonight, Stark?”

She speculatively looked down to the empty glass in her hand and arched an eyebrow as she looked back toward the blonde, “I’m not drunk and that bottle was half empty when I took it off the shelf. -- Speaking of, put it down. That’s my good scotch. What do you want, Belova?”

Starter call?

It is good to make your followers aware, because a muse having PTSD heavily influences the character and how they react and interact.

Can you just please call your mother, Okay, she’s probably over it by now

“Daddy’s home from work, pet. Have you done everything I ordered you to?” “Come here, bend over my lap and don’t move away until I’m done teaching you a lesson!” “There’s a good girl/boy, now open your mouth and show your Daddy how much you need him.” “Hand Daddy his belt and take your shirt off.” “Now, repeat after me: ‘I’ve been a very bad girl/boy and I deserve to be punished’.” “Spread your legs for Daddy… and beg for me to touch you.” “If I hear so much as one complaint coming from your dirty mouth you’ll go straight back into the cage.” “Daddy wants to hear you sing a song. Sit on my lap and make Daddy happy.” “What a beautiful girl/boy you are. But you need a lot of work. Stand up straight, eyes on the floor and walk like a model.” “Remember the book you wanted? I got it for you. It’s on top of the cupboard where you can’t reach it. Now ask me very nicely and I might lift you up.” “You do not get to decide when it hurts too much, understood?! I’ll stretch you further if you so much as whimper.” “Don’t worry, virgin. You’re not ready yet to be fucked by your Daddy. You need to be trained first.” “Daddy has some guests over. Be a good host and bring us drinks, pet.” “Are you really sick or just trying to get out of today’s chores? Let me take your temperature. Now, shh, you know Daddy is always fair with you. Unless he finds out you’re lying.” "Tell me how good I’m making you feel and maybe, just maybe, you can touch Daddy’s cock tonight.” “I don’t care that you’re humiliated. I don’t care that you don’t want it. I don’t care that you feel dirty being touched like this.” “You will come. You’re already close… You can’t stop me. I have you. I own you. Now struggle all you want before the end, but know that when you come you’re mine forever.” “I want you to wear this dress tonight when we go out for dinner. Underwear is not allowed. Understood?” “Don’t you dare come. I haven’t given you permission yet. I don’t care how impossible it feels. You will not come until I tell you to!” “How dare you come all over Daddy’s hand when he hasn’t said you could!” “I know your wrists are sore from being tied down, but you still have three more hours to go. That’s what happens to bad girls/boys.” “You didn’t think I’d forget your birthday, did you? I even got you a present. I’m going to make you feel spoiled today, because you’ve been such a good pet to Daddy.”

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