-waking up in ceo!wandaβs homeβjust to find her not in bed but out on the terrace.
-walking out to ceo!wandaβs terrace with bed hair, indents on your faceβproof of sleepβand still in her pajamas.
-having ceo!wanda look at you like this. like you hung the moon and stars, to her youβre the whole world. sheβll ask you gently βdid you sleep well?β knowing you did everything but sleep well last night. the small wobble in your step, shake of your thighs, and love bites peeking through her pajama shirt is proof of that. she wants nothing more than to scoop you up, to hold and protect you forever.
-but little do you knowβ¦thatβs exactly her plan. to keep you in her home, in her arms, to be hers forever. even if that means making you utterly dependent on her. youβll never even have to worry your pretty head about anythingβonly her.
- ceo!wanda does everything for you, she cooks for you, dresses you, bathes you, shops for you. gives endless highs in the night, the air filled with breathy moans, whiny pleas for more, and that sweet sweaty smell of sex.
-ceo!wanda does everything for you. everything and anything so you donβt have to lift a finger. So you wonβt ever have to leave her or her home. god knows how long itβs been since you went out for yourselfβsheβll do anything to keep it that way.









