[text to: darling madman] I’ve a christmas gift for you. come to my apartment tonight please?
~Summer waited in the middle of the floor, head bowed, perfectly still. Her hands were clasped in front of her, wrists tied together by a pale satin ribbon. The green velvet corset accentuated the golden tone of her skin, highlighted by silver chains and swing clasps designed to be opened in a hurry. A silver silk-satin skirt fell in straight lines to the floor. Her abundance of hair was firmly braided and pinned up in a heavy swirl at the back of her neck, leaving throat and shoulders utterly bare.
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[Text:] I’ll be there after work. ~Vex
It was later that evening that the Mesmer drove to her home. As he parked in the driveway, he stepped out of the car and dropped his cigarette, stomping it out. He knew that Summer disliked them, and he didn’t feel that the hassle was necessary tonight.
As he opened the door to her apartment, Vex blinked in surprise at the sight. His tongue ran idly over his lips as his brown eyes roamed over her appreciatively. Noting the ribbon that held her wrists together, and the way she bowed her head, a delightful smirk pulled at the corners of Vex’s mouth. “Well, ‘ello there,” he greeted with a purr in his voice, waiting for her to explain herself before he jumped on the opportunity.
“Merry Christmas, Master,” Summer said softly. She lifted her head just a little, just enough to look at him through her eyelashes, and lifted her hands a little, offering them to him. Offering herself to him. “This is your gift. You can do anything you want tonight. Anything at all. Control me, command me, use me, ignore me,” she couldn’t help the hitch in her voice there, and didn’t try.
The whole point was to lay everything she was, felt, her whole self, at his feet for this one night. Complete surrender; utter trust.