In the dimly lit corner of a crowded city street, a figure stood out against the graffiti-covered wall. She was tall, with legs that seemed to stretch on forever, and her stiletto heels clicked rhythmically on the concrete like the tick of a metronome. Her hair was a fiery red, cut in a sharp bob that framed her piercing green eyes. Her attire was a mix of leather and lace, a stark contrast to the dullness of the alley she inhabited. This was Lady Venom, a name that sent shivers down the spines of those who knew her reputation. Her submissive, a man named Marcus, approached with trepidation, his eyes locked on the strap-on she wore proudly around her waist. It was [...]