Chapter 1
She enjoyed the men who worshipped her. She enjoyed the desperate words and needy actions just for a taste of her attention. Watching their obediece at her every command. When she said to jump they would ask 'how high'.
But what was it that she was truly amused by? The attention? The obedience? The reeking of desperation?
One word... power.
The power to have men twice her size fall to their knees at her mere words. The power of having them cling to your every word as if their existance relied on your every breath.
The power.
