Approach a dominatrix on her own.

You spy a woman sitting off to one side. Her pixie cut hair has blonde highlights, and dark lipstick accents her slight smirk. A black camisole, decorated with red roses, is draped over her pert breasts. The "cups" of her top are split into two triangles each, by a vertical slit that her nipples poke out of. Through the sheer fabric, her flat tummy and pierced belly button are also visible. The loose garment is just barely able to brush her crossed legs. She has arm warmers of similar fabric, hooked to her middle fingers and stretching past her elbows.

When she stands, you get a view of her matching panties that leave her shaved pussy exposed. You can't help but stare at the mouth watering, diamond of pubic skin displayed by her skimpy underwear{if@ Dominance>1} but keep control of yourself and make eye contact just in time to catch a slight bashfullness in her expression{endif}.

Hips lopsided, She presents herself to you, feet in high-heeled boots and shoulder width apart. With one hand, she idly plays with a long tailed flogger as you walk towards her. "Hello ****," she purrs, her eyes gaining a slight twinkle as they roam your body, "would you like to pay 100 coins for the privilege of being whipped by myself, Mistress Laura?"

{if Submission>2} Stupified, you stare at her.{else}You stare at her ideas working through your head. {endif}