Every dynamic reveals itself in time… And now, it’s her turn. Elektra takes her place at my feet, slowly beginning to explore them with her hands — soft, attentive, learning exactly how I like to be touched. I let her take her time… watching, feeling, guiding without saying too much. But as her confidence grows, so does my reaction. Small movements… subtle shifts… and soon she starts to notice something. I’m more sensitive than she expected. Every touch brings a response — controlled, but impossible to fully hide. This is where she begins to understand her role… and where I remind her exactly who’s in control.
