CRUEL AUTHORITY VERBAL HUMILIATION WITH TOPLESS LEATHER QUEEN pov

Description: She lounges back in the imposing velvet armchair, her power outfit catching every glint of light, attitude cold and unshakeable. the man—normally the one barking orders—now stands awkward and subdued. she lets smoke swirl in the air as she fixes him with a taunting smirk. “you always act like you run things,” she scoffs, her words cutting. spitting on his face , she lets out a sharp, mocking laugh. “look at you now. not so tough, are you?” without warning, she calmly slides off the top half of her leather outfit, baring herself with absolute confidence. her gaze never leaves his, and she moves closer, letting him take in her defiant, teasing grin. “see how powerless you are?” she whispers, trailing her fingers slowly down her own skin, making sure he knows exactly who’s in control. “you’ll remember this. no one puts you in your place like i do.”