RVA: In Her Lair, Conclusion (Mature)

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Habebti led the vixen back to her office. There were three couches, one sized for Habebti, the others for smaller guests. Abstract tapestries hung from the walls, and thick carpeting softened the marble floor. The lighting was warm, encouraging intimate discussions. Habebti lay herself across her couch, while Leesa stood in the center of the room, keeping as much distance between herself and the tall wazagan as her leash permitted.

“Why are you here?” Habebti repreated.

“I told you…” Leesa started to say, then yelped as Hebebti flicked the leash once, making the cord around the vixen’s throat jiggle.

“You’re stalling,” Habebti said coolly. “You know what you want, but you’re afraid to say it aloud. You’re ashamed.”

“Yes…” Leesa whispered, eyes downcast.

( Dreams fuffilled )