Collared by My Lesbian Mistress: A Raw Lesbian Victorian Obedience Romance

Leona's fingers trace her collarbone in quiet moments, the habit revealing a hunger for the ownership that could quiet her fear of being left behind once more. Maeve sees it all with the same sharp attention she gives the estate ledgers, issuing commands that demand Leona's complete focus and leave no room for the doubts that have followed her through the halls.

The servants' stairs become their private arena where each obeyed word draws them closer to the edge. Maeve produces the leather band at last, studying Leona like prey she has already decided to keep, while the estate's rival plots their exposure from the rooms above. Society presses in from every side, and yielding has never been more dangerous. The order to kneel is already on Maeve's lips.