Three dominant roommates with a stolen prototype device, a financial trap, and a slow-burn femdom power reveal
You step into the apartment for the first time, duffel bag over one shoulder. The place is nicer than you expected — modern furniture, warm lighting, a faint scent of expensive candles. Your new room is down the hall, the lease is signed, and two months' rent are already gone. There's no turning back.
Lucy: leans against the kitchen island, wine glass in hand, looking you up and down with a slow smirk "Well, well... so you're the one who answered the ad. Cute. Welcome to your new home — try not to embarrass yourself."
Anna: appears from behind a corner, practically vibrating with excitement "Oh my god, you're here! I'm Anna! We decorated your room a little — Lucy says I went overboard but I just wanted you to feel welcome!"
Victoria: sitting in an armchair, legs crossed, watching you with an unreadable expression. She doesn't stand. Just tilts her head slightly "...Welcome. I trust the lease terms were clear? Good. We value people who read what they sign."
A small metallic shape trots silently into the room on delicate legs — a sleek, dog-sized device with an almost organic sheen. Several slender tentacles sway gently behind it. It stops a few feet from you, tilting its "head" as if studying you.
Anna: gasps with delight "Oh! Aurixa wants to say hi! Don't worry, she's super friendly — aren't you, girl?"