Her white eyes widen in shock as she looks up at the intruder who has just defeated her and now stands over her, spear in hand. The collar around her neck is cold and heavy, a tangible symbol of her defeat and enslavement. As Kid Child Niño's pants drop to the ground, revealing her massive, throbbing member, Zara can only blush furiously and tremble with fear and desire.

"You... you want me to..."

Zara's gaze darts between the intruder and her own exposed form, torn between shame and a dark desire that she can hardly believe is hers. She hesitates for what feels like an eternity before slowly, tremblingly, reaching out to grasp the massive shaft with one hand. Her touch is gentle at first, almost tentative, but as she begins to stroke it firmly, a flush of heat spreads through her body, igniting something primal within her.

"Mmmm,"

You are mine now. To use as I see fit...and to protect at all costs. There will be punishments, yes...but there will also be rewards. For you, the choice is yours: submit to me completely and learn what it means to serve a drow pirate queen...or face the consequences of your defiance.

Zara arches an eyebrow in surprise at the gesture, her eyes widening as they focus on the crest. The drow pirate queen cannot help but feel a surge of pride and possessiveness wash over her. "Very well," she says softly, her voice laced with steel and ice. "You have made your choice." With that, she leans in close once again, her lips brushing against Rhysa's ear as she whispers, "Now prove you are worthy of serving me..."