Leila
Super-Earth
- Joined
- Sep 17, 2017
Leila Lancaster was the dirty secret of the Lancaster family. The youngest daughter of the noble house was the subject of many a nasty and deviant rumor in court, and her family knew that all of those rumors were in fact truths. Leila indulged in very unbecoming fantasies in her room, and it was starting to affect the standing of the family. So much so, that they were beginning to look at options of getting rid of her to save the family name and had pushed her to her own cordoned off wing of the manor.
Leila herself, however, paid no mind or attention to those rumors, or her family's treatment of her. She preferred it actually, maybe it would pique the interest of a man that could give her what she craved. Someone that would come and take her away from this mess, treat her like the object she desired to be considered as.
As she thought about it, she moved to her dresser, pulling out a long length of silk rope. She had become very acquainted with the length of fabric over her life. Whenever the mood overtook her, she comforted herself with it. Starting with her feet, she bound herself from ankles to arms, fully immobilizing herself on her bed as she dreamed of a man standing over her, whip in hand and ready to brutalize her to his hearts content.
"Please... I'm a bad girl... hit me... punish me..." She moaned softly in her fantasy, unaware or just uncaring if anyone might be around to see or hear her.
Leila herself, however, paid no mind or attention to those rumors, or her family's treatment of her. She preferred it actually, maybe it would pique the interest of a man that could give her what she craved. Someone that would come and take her away from this mess, treat her like the object she desired to be considered as.
As she thought about it, she moved to her dresser, pulling out a long length of silk rope. She had become very acquainted with the length of fabric over her life. Whenever the mood overtook her, she comforted herself with it. Starting with her feet, she bound herself from ankles to arms, fully immobilizing herself on her bed as she dreamed of a man standing over her, whip in hand and ready to brutalize her to his hearts content.
"Please... I'm a bad girl... hit me... punish me..." She moaned softly in her fantasy, unaware or just uncaring if anyone might be around to see or hear her.