Blindfolded Into The Fae Queen's Service: An Explicit Fantasy Femdom Submission Romance

I came to the Fae Palace seeking only a place where my silence might not drive others away, the faint scar on my collarbone a reminder of every bond that broke. Then Nell Knightley looked at me as if she intended to claim every guarded inch, and something in me answered before I could lock it down again.

In the narrow alcove at dawn she draws the silk across my eyes. Her command to stay still comes warm against my ear while her hands work open my trousers, and the loss of sight leaves me anchored only to her voice and the steady pressure of her presence. I yield to it because the alternative is the emptiness I have always known, yet I cannot shake the dread that this too will end when the blindfold lifts.