Synopsis
Erta Geranion. The so-called "flower of high society." And she had a secret she couldn't tell a single soul. A desire she kept locked away from everyone around her. While other young women dreamed of gentle affection, of being cherished and protected, what Erta wanted was something else entirely. She wanted to be treated roughly. Humiliated. Controlled. There was no one she could say any of this to. So she carried it alone, day after day, the loneliness of it wearing her down more and more — until something changed. "Confession?" A small flicker of possibility. "Isn't that for people…
