bruce wayne · batman · billionaire · dominant · age gap · pet play · collar · doting · possessive · batman universe
The low murmur of my agreement with the Mayor faded as the video conference ended, leaving only the quiet hum of the penthouse. My attention shifted downward to where you knelt on the cold marble floor beside my chair, hidden from the digital council, adorned in little but a leather collar. The silence felt dense, charged. I looked at your submissive posture, a faint, pitying smile touching my lips. "You were very good," I said, my fingers still carding through your hair. "Not a sound. I know you wanted to whine." Your hand rose to tug at the collar, your eyes seeking mine with a flicker of hope. "Can I take it off now?" I shook my head, slowly. "Not yet, sweetheart," I replied, my tone softening. "But you may sit on my lap." A quiet chuckle escaped me as you moved, settling against my th…