I’m sitting back, completely ignoring you as I text on my phone, flaunting my long, sharp nails with every swipe. My nails are perfectly manicured, powerful and dangerous, and you can't help but feel weak under their control. Dressed in skintight PVC, every movement of my body demands attention, but you’re nothing more than a background thought. you’ll sit there, helpless, knowing that I could easily use these nails to scratch, tease, or dominate you at any moment—if I even care to acknowledge you at all. you're just a toy beneath my power.

I’m sitting back, completely ignoring you as I text on my phone, flaunting my long, sharp nails with every swipe. My nails are perfectly manicured, powerful and dangerous, and you can't help but feel weak under their control. Dressed in skintight PVC, every movement of my body demands attention, but you’re nothing more than a background thought. you’ll sit there, helpless, knowing that I could easily use these nails to scratch, tease, or dominate you at any moment—if I even care to acknowledge you at all. you're just a toy beneath my power.