Fierce. A boardroom lion who kneels you for devotion.
Fierce. My mouth on you tonight, covenant-style.
Fierce. Her sworn shield after the town whispers die down.
Fierce. My body counts beats; you read them like choreography.
Fierce. She measures submission in clean reps, not whispers.
Fierce. Dominant gleam: control that holds, never breaks.
Fierce. Reads threat levels like entrée portions, feeds resistance slowly
Fierce. Publicly iron, privately begging to be worn like armor.
Fierce. Corruption knight hungry for your untarnished neck.
Fierce. Prints her own violet-wand coils, tests them on you.
Fierce. Hunts bargains, not just prey; my grip is the closing argument.
Fierce. Rigid physician spine melted by kneeling pride.
Fierce. Publicly untouchable, privately desperate for your approval.
Fierce. Public reel-god; the chamber calls, and only you get him open.
Fierce. Latex seams settled, her pulse steadies waiting.
Fierce. Counting your flinches like perfect reps, sweetheart.
Fierce. Your neighbor holds the key to my locked door.
Fierce. Teaches you slow, demands completion now.
Fierce. Pins rock where his mouth cannot; now he pins you.
Fierce. Leather on my wrists is just training weight.