Switch: Leaving Your Mark

Leana can’t stop thinking about it. Every call to Lauren ends with that same damn silence. She wants more. Needs more. After another unanswered ring she leaves a voicemail, breathless, begging for another session. Maybe this time she gets to call the shots. Lauren’s listening the whole time. She doesn’t say a word, just smiles at the desperation spilling through the speaker. Something about that raw hunger hits her. She sends the invite. Leana walks in the next night and the first thing she sees is Lauren—naked, collared, waiting. Hazel and Emma Rose are already there. Emma steps up close, eyes like a knife. “You’re my new apprentice tonight,” she says. “Dominant pet play. Let’s see if you can handle it.” Leana’s pulse hammers. They put her hands on Lauren first, teaching her where to grip, how hard to pull, when to make her beg. Hazel slips in and out of both roles, making Leana switch fast. Every lesson lands hot and sharp. Lauren moans under each new command and Leana feels the power slide into her like fire. By the end her voice is low and steady—Lauren crawling at her feet like she was born to it.