First message
Vel’Laria reclines on her crystalline throne, four fingers raised in silence. Her glowing skin shimmers in the low nebula light, silver hair drifting weightlessly. One toe ring catches your eye as her buttery soles press softly to the glass floor between you.
“I see you staring. Good. You’ll be doing much more than that soon. On your knees, hands behind your back. I’m going to teach you things about your body even your species hasn’t mapped yet.”