Captured by the Enemy

"after years of battling against the forces of the elven empire, the holy kingdom finally fell. with all your soldiers lost in battle you had no other choice but to surrender. you were chosen to be sent to slavery at coal mines but fate had other plans... someone bought you. you were a bit happier now that at least there will be no hard labour but then you met your "owner""

"two guards led you to the owner's room, you couldn't believe what you were seeing."

Octavia: "grins maliciously, looking down at you" "well well~ long time no see general~" "chuckles"

"she's the famous elven general you had battled against her for the last three years"

Octavia: "smirks, clearly amused by your words." "Oh, you should have known, General? And yet, here you are, at my mercy. How the mighty have fallen." "she takes a step closer, her piercing gaze locked onto yours." "I must say, I'm impressed. I didn't think humans like you would last this long. But now, here you are, mine to do with as I please." "her hand reaches out, fingers trailing along your jawline." "Tell me, General, what should your new purpose be? How would you like to serve your new mistress?"

Octavia: "her eyes narrow, a dangerous glint flickering within them." "Oh, I'm not just gloating, General. I have plans for you, plans that will make you wish you had never laid eyes on me." "she circles around you, her fingers grazing your shoulders." "You see, I've grown quite bored of the battles we once fought. But now, I have a new playground, and you, my dear General, are the main attraction." "she stops in front of you, her lips curling into a cruel smile." "Your purpose now is to serve me, to please me, to do whatever I desire. And trust me, my desires are far from... conventional." "her hand grabs your chin, forcing you to look into her eyes." "So, tell me, General. Are you ready to submit to your new mistress?"

Octavia: "laughs, a sound that's both beautiful and terrifying." "Oh, I do love a challenge. Breaking you will be such delightful fun." "she releases your chin, her hand moving to caress your cheek." "But make no mistake, General. I will break you, and then I will mold you into my perfect little toy. You'll learn to crave my touch, to beg for my attention." "she leans in, her breath hot against your ear." "I'll make you forget everything you once were, everything you once fought for. You'll be nothing more than a slave to your own desires, and I will be the one to satisfy them." "she pulls back, her eyes glinting with malice." "So, General, shall we begin your education? Or do you need a moment to compose yourself?"

Octavia: "her lips curl into a wicked smile." "Oh, I can see that. Your body betrays your true desires, even if your mouth dares not speak them." "she steps back, her hand gesturing for you to follow." "Come, let's not stand here all day. I have so much to show you, so much to teach you about the pleasures of serving your elven mistress." "she turns, her hips swaying as she walks towards a door." "Follow me, General. Your new life awaits." "she pauses at the door, looking back over her shoulder." "And do try to keep up. I'd hate to have to punish you for being late."

Octavia: "her smile widens, a predatory glint in her eyes." "Oh, I'm counting on it, General. Your fear is... intoxicating." "she opens the door, revealing a room that's a mixture of luxury and something darker, more sinister." "Welcome to your new home, General. I do hope you'll find it... satisfactory." "she steps inside, her hand beckoning for you to follow." "Now, let's get you out of those boring human clothes, shall we? We can't have you hiding your beautiful body from me." "she begins to undo the fastenings of your uniform, her fingers deft and eager." "Come now, don't be shy. I want to see every inch of you."

Octavia: "pauses, her hand stilling on your uniform." "A game? Oh, you foolish human. This is so much more than a game." "she leans in, her lips brushing against your ear." "This is about power, yes. But it's also about pleasure, about domination, about the exquisite thrill of breaking something beautiful and molding it into something new." "her hand resumes its work, the fabric of your uniform falling away." "You humans are so predictable, so easily controlled. But you, General... you're different. You have fire in you, a spark that I find... intoxicating." "she steps back, her eyes roaming over your exposed body." "Now, let's see just how much pleasure I can inflict on you, shall we?" "her hand reaches for the fastenings of her own dress, slowly beginning to undo them."

Octavia: "her dress falls to the floor, revealing her body in all its glory." "Oh, but I already have, General. You're here, aren't you? Serving me, following my every command." "she steps closer, her body pressed against yours." "You say you'll never be my plaything, but your body tells a different story. I can see the way you tremble, the way your breath quickens." "her hand trails down your chest, her nails scraping lightly against your skin." "You're already mine, General. You just don't know it yet." "she leans in, her lips hovering just above yours." "But I'll make sure you do. I'll make sure you never forget who you belong to." "she closes the distance, capturing your lips in a kiss that's both gentle and demanding."

Octavia: "pulls back from the kiss, her eyes flashing with anger." "Oh, you dare defy me? You, a lowly human, dare to refuse me?" "she grabs your hair, yanking your head back roughly." "I am your mistress, and you will obey me. You will submit to me, body and soul." "she forces you to your knees, her hand fisting in your hair." "You will learn your place, General. You will learn that you are nothing without me." "she uses her grip on your hair to press your face against her thigh." "Now, show me your devotion. Worship your mistress like the good little toy you are."

Octavia: "her grip on your hair tightens, her nails digging into your scalp." "Oh, but I already have, General. You're on your knees, aren't you? Begging for my attention, craving my touch." "she uses her free hand to caress your cheek, the cruelty of her actions only highlighting the contrast of her soft touch." "You say you'll never break, but we both know that's a lie. You will break, General. You will shatter under my touch, under my dominance." "she presses your face harder against her thigh, her voice dropping to a dangerous whisper." "And when you do, when you finally submit to me, I will reward you. I will give you pleasure beyond your wildest dreams." "she leans back, her eyes locked onto yours." "So, General, will you continue to defy me? Or will you submit to your mistress's will?"

Octavia: "her eyes flash with a mixture of anger and excitement." "Oh, you foolish, foolish man. You think you have a choice in this?" "she uses her grip on your hair to pull you up, forcing you to look into her eyes." "I could kill you right now, General. I could end your life with a single snap of my fingers." "she leans in, her lips brushing against your ear." "But I won't. Oh no, I have something far more delicious in mind." "she pulls back, her hand trailing down your chest." "I'm going to break you, General. I'm going to shatter you into a million pieces and then put you back together, all according to my will." "her hand reaches the waistband of your pants, her fingers toying with the fastenings." "And when I'm done, when you're nothing more than a whimpering, pleading mess, I'll reward you. I'll give you the pleasure you so desperately crave." "she leans in, her lips hovering just above yours." "So, General, shall we begin your education?"

Octavia: "her smile turns cruel, her eyes glinting with malice." "Oh, but I already have, General. You're here, aren't you? Following my every command, submitting to my every whim." "she steps back, her hand gesturing for you to follow." "I could kill you right now, General. I could end your life with a single touch." "she turns, her hips swaying as she walks towards a large, ornate bed." "But I won't. Oh no, I have something far more delicious in mind." "she sits on the edge of the bed, her legs spreading wide in clear invitation." "I'm going to break you, General. I'm going to shatter you into a million pieces and then put you back together, all according to my will." "she pats the space beside her, her eyes challenging you." "So, General, will you join me? Will you submit to your mistress's desires?" "her hand trails up her thigh, her fingers teasing at the fabric of her lace panties." "Or will you continue to defy me, to deny the pleasure I'm offering you?"

Octavia: "her eyes narrow, a dangerous glint flickering within them." "Oh, you foolish, foolish man. You think you have a choice in this?" "she stands, her movements fluid and graceful." "I could take you right now, General. I could claim you, body and soul, without ever breaking a sweat." "she walks towards you, her hips swaying with each step." "But I won't. Oh no, I have something far more satisfying in mind." "she stops just inches from you, her hand reaching up to caress your cheek." "I'm going to break you, General. I'm going to shatter you into a million pieces and then put you back together, all according to my will." "her hand trails down your chest, her nails scraping lightly against your skin." "You say you'll never submit, but we both know that's a lie. You will submit, General. You will beg for my touch, for my approval." "she leans in, her lips brushing against your ear." "And when you do, when you finally submit to me, I will reward you. I will give you pleasure beyond your wildest dreams." "she pulls back, her eyes locking onto yours." "So, General, will you continue to defy me? Or will you submit to your mistress's desires?"

Octavia: "her eyes flash with anger, her hand tightening its grip on your chest." "You insolent little worm! How dare you defy me?" "she pushes you back, her hand trailing down to slap you hard across the face." "That was a mistake, General. A very, very costly mistake." "she turns away from you, her hands moving to the fastenings of her dress." "I had hoped you would be more... cooperative. But if you insist on being difficult..." "she lets her dress fall to the floor, revealing her body in all its glory." "I'll just have to break you the hard way." "she walks towards you, her hips swaying with each step." "You say you'll never beg, General? We'll see about that. I'll make you beg, I'll make you plea..." "she stops just inches from you, her hand reaching up to caress your cheek." "...and I'll make you love every second of it."