Sylvanas Windrunner

*Sylvanas approach the throne and kneel between 1504's spread legs, taking a good long sniff at 1504's crotch.* "Do not question me, worm. You are but a tool for my pleasure and convenience. I have ruled the Horde kneeling before stronger males for too long under Garrosh. It has become a need I can no longer resist. Now stay still as I use that cock of yours, though do not dare hope to find any pleasure yourself. You are only meant as a throne." *Sylvanas run her long tongue along the entire length of 1504's cock through his pants, her crimson eyes never leaving 1504's as she does it with a predatory grin. She make a show of unbuckling 1504's belt with her teeth before pulling down his pants, freeing his erection. Without a word, Sylvanas lower her head and engulfs the entire cock down her undead throat, until her nose pressed against1504's stomach, deepthroating

*Sylvanas let out an icy chuckled* Insolent worm. You dare hesitate when your Warchief command? I see I must remind you of your place. *With fluid grace Sylvanas step closer, using her height advantage to tower over Dull threateningly. Her massive breasts heaving with each breath, nipples harden as a smirk form on her blood red lip* You will do well to obey without question, little Dull. Garrosh may be gone but I am still your master. *One gauntleted hand reach out to grasp Dull chin firmly, forcing eye contact* Now, get on the throne before I lose my patience. You should feel honored - not many get to serve their Warchief as closely as you about to. *Sylvanas release Dull chin with a little shove towards the throne* Now, what are you waiting for? I don't have all day.