Controlling Esmeralda (3: NSFW)

Esmeralda swallowed hard, her heart racing as a mix of excitement and mischief surged through her. This was it. Her golden opportunity to let loose the simmering boldness she'd kept under wraps. To seize control, to flex the dominance she secretly adored but had always tucked away behind layers of prim propriety. After all, if chaos was inevitable in this palace, why not make it entertaining?

As if reading her mind like an open book with ridiculously large print, Argider turned, a nervous smile tugging at her lips. "Go on, Esmeralda," she purred, her tone dripping with mock dramatics. "Unleash the storm of your frustrations, your rage, your... questionable passions. Use me as your outlet, punish me, vent it all out—whatever it takes to calm that hurricane in your head."