Round 164 Transcript

I watch as Jeane struggles against Halie's restraining arms, her eyes wild with barely contained rage. The air crackles with tension, thick with an undercurrent of arousal that makes my skin prickle. Silra is right, we can't have this kind of disruption while she works on the building's demands. But seeing Jeane like this, so close to losing control completely, sends a thrill through me. A dark part of me wants to see what would happen if she just let go. My mistress is so beautiful when she’s like this, I think, my gaze locked on her thrashing form. So powerful and wild.

"Hera," I whisper, my voice so low it's almost inaudible even to my own ears. "She needs... help."