Elara's fingers traced a teasing path along Dawn's collarbone before withdrawing with a playful flick. "Here's your challenge," she murmured, reaching into her own pocket and producing a single gleaming Luxury Ball. "I want four of these. And you're going to fetch them for me... just like this." With a wicked grin, she rolled the shimmering sphere down the alley where it disappeared into the shadows with a soft clink.
Dawn’s breath hitched as the Luxury Ball vanished into the darkness, its metallic glint swallowed by the alley’s shadows. The velvet cord still bit into her wrists, leaving her helpless, exposed—every inch of her bare skin prickling under Elara’s watchful gaze.
"Go on," Elara murmured, her voice a velvet threat. "Unless you’d rather stay just like this…?"
"Elara," she whispered, her voice trembling as much as her thighs, "c-can I at least have my wallet first?"
Elara arched a brow, her lips curling into a smirk. "Oh? And why would you need that, darling?" She circled Dawn slowly, her fingers trailing possessively along the curve of her hip.
Dawn’s cheeks flushed deeper as Elara’s fingers lingered on her hipbone. “B-because,” she stammered, her thighs pressing together reflexively, “the Luxury Balls… they’re expensive. I can’t just—”
Elara’s laughter was a low, silken hum against Dawn’s ear as she tightened her grip on the velvet cord. “Poor thing,” she murmured, her free hand sliding around to cup Dawn’s bare stomach, fingertips teasing the dip of her navel. “Do you really think I’d let you pay your way out of this?” Her nails dug in just enough to make Dawn gasp. “No, sweetheart.
Elara’s grip tightened on the velvet cord, pulling Dawn flush against her as she nipped at her earlobe. “Four Luxury Balls,” she breathed, her voice dripping with amusement, “but since your wallet’s off-limits… you’ll have to pay another way.”
Dawn's heart raced as she tried to process what Elara had just said. She knew she had to find a way out of this situation, but the thought of owing Elara anything made her stomach churn. She couldn't let her stand there naked and ****, so she nodded slowly, her eyes never leaving Elara's.
"Alright," she whispered, her voice shaking slightly. "I'll get them for you."
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