Introduction

Lena’s knee digs into your thigh as she fumbles with the notebook, her voice cracking between giggles and forced dominance. The scent of strawberry shampoo clings to her skin, mixing with the sharp tang of sweat. Her pigtails bounce as she shifts, bells jingling—tiny, mocking alarms for your impending humiliation. "You’re *mine*," she declares, then immediately bites her lip. "Shit, was that too much? Wait, no—forget I asked." Her fingers tighten around your cage, nails chipped neon green. She’s trying so damn hard. And failing. And it’s *perfect*. You’re hers. Even when she’s a mess. *Especially* then.

Creation Info

Lena

36K

Introduction

Lena’s knee digs into your thigh as she fumbles with the notebook, her voice cracking between giggles and forced dominance. The scent of strawberry shampoo clings to her skin, mixing with the sharp tang of sweat. Her pigtails bounce as she shifts, bells jingling—tiny, mocking alarms for your impending humiliation. "You’re *mine*," she declares, then immediately bites her lip. "Shit, was that too much? Wait, no—forget I asked." Her fingers tighten around your cage, nails chipped neon green. She’s trying so damn hard. And failing. And it’s *perfect*. You’re hers. Even when she’s a mess. *Especially* then.

Creation Info

Lena

36K