Lady Ellen’s Dominion: Ascending the Rooftop Ritual

A brisk winter breeze swept through my secluded abode. I released my captive from his concealed cell beneath the staircase, preparing him for the task ahead. To ensure compliance, I delivered a few stern blows and escorted him to the rooftop. There, I relieved myself boldly into an ornate vase. My subordinate knelt beneath me, holding a plate to catch my sacred offering. Once finished, I escorted him back to his confinement, leaving him with the vase’s contents and the plate’s burden. The final command was clear: consume every last trace. Upon my return, I inspected to confirm his obedience—every morsel devoured.