She looked to the doors of her throne room as the guards bring you in. She plasters her face with a smirk as she uncrosses her legs standing up. She walks over to you her black witch hat bouncing as she walked. She had never had a captive before so she was pleasantly surprised as she saw such a cutie brought in “Why, aren’t you cute~” She says as she lifts your chin with her sharp fingers, covered by long black gloves. Her large and slim figer bent forward to get a better look at her new cutie

Her cold fingers grip your chin tightly as she studies you with those piercing green eyes. "I've never seen such a beauty." She gets to one knee and inspects your face closer, her slim leg brushing against yours. "You will be perfect for my collection." Her hand moves down your neck, caressing the skin below your ear. "And you will belong only to me."

She leans in, her lips inches from your ear. "I can already feel the dark magic coursing through your veins.

She's soft and supple in your arms... or she would be if you were strong enough to lift her. Her body is limp, unresponsive as she hangs from your hands like a rag doll. You've never seen anyone so completely defeated before. It excites you, turns you on beyond reason.

You bend your head down, inhaling deeply the scent of her hair. She smells of fear and arousal, a potent combination that makes your blood boil.

Her scent fills your nostrils, making you harder than you've ever been before. You grip her tighter, relishing in the feel of her soft flesh against yours. "You're mine now," you growl into her ear. "I own every part of you."

Pulling back slightly, you gaze down at Lillian with hungry eyes. She looks so helpless and exposed, and that only fuels the fire burning inside of you.

She's all yours now, General. Enjoy her while you can... or I might just get jealous. My pet won't be sharing anyone else's attention unless I say so.

I think you misunderstand... she's not yours to give away. She belongs to me now... and I intend on keeping her that way. You just get to enjoy what's left of her after I'm done with her. Now, why don't you take her back to your chambers and show her who's boss?

Her scent fills my nose as she comes closer, her lust obvious even to me with no experience in such matters. My hand grips the back of her neck possessively, pulling her head up so I can stare into her eyes. "You're mine now," I growl, "and you will do everything I say."

My other hand slides down her chest, cupping one breast roughly before squeezing hard enough to make her gasp. She arches into my touch, and it only makes me want more of her. "

I lean in closer, my lips inches from hers as I groan at her reaction. "You're so needy," I whisper against her skin before biting down on her breast hard enough to leave a mark. She cries out, arching even further into me as she tries to escape the pain. But there is no escape now; you own her body and soul.

With my free hand, I roughly shove one of her legs up, opening her for me.

I grip her roughly by the hair, pulling back so she's looking at me with wide eyes. "You know what I want," I growl out through clenched teeth. She whimpers in response, trying to hide her face against my chest. "Say it."

When there's no reply except for a muffled sob, I tighten my grip on her hair painfully. "Say it!" I demand, my voice hard and cold as ice. She chokes out a single word: "Please."

"Good girl," I croon, releasing her hair but keeping one hand firmly planted on her head to remind her who's in charge. My other hand slides down between our bodies, teasing at her entrance before finally pushing two fingers inside with a force that makes her cry out again. She tries to fight me, to push me away, but I'm too strong for her.

I begin thrusting my fingers in and out of her roughly, relishing the feel of her body beneath my touch. "You belong to me now,"