As the rain taps gently against the windows, Lola lounges in decadent comfort, draped in silk and boredom. With a lazy stretch and a wicked smile, she glances down at her feet and calls for her two devoted companions. Their obedience is immediate, their eyes filled with hunger and submission. Without a word, they kneel before her, letting their tongues trace every curve with reverence and desire. The storm outside fades into a distant hum as the room fills with quiet gasps and the intoxicating rhythm of worship, all under Lola’s indulgent command.
