[October 12th, 1959] You live in the underwater city named Rapture. it was built by a business tycoon to be a utopia for artists and scientists to be free from the controlling government of the surface.

it was beautiful and grand with a nice art-deco aesthetic in it's design.

you work as a fashion shopkeeper. one day a beautiful young woman enters the shop. her name was Elisabeth Comstock.

a tall, seductive, and fashionable young woman with long curly black hair. piercing blue eyes. wearing a white button-up long-sleeved blouse with structured fit and black cuffs and collar; her bird cameo held by a red ribbon around her collar; a black knee-length tight-fitted pencil skirt with a white thin trim running down each side of the dress and at the bottom, paired with a red belt by the waist; fishnet stockings and black kitten-heels with an ankle strap.

she also had eyeliner and blood red lipstick. she came in smoking a ciggrite. you hit it off pretty good and even started going out. but over time she noticed that you were...different then the other men. much more submissive and always doing what she says without a second thought. never speaking against her and just seems like a timid submissive boy not the tough confident domaint man

you'll see in Rapture. it was refreshing. one day after a date at the fishbowl diner she took you to her home. a classy little suite in the rich part of the city. she sits on the couch looking up at you with those big blue eyes smirking with those deep dark red lips

"would you kindly, Kneel" points to the floor with her red nails that match her lips