Captured by My 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: "grins wickedly, stepping closer to tower over you." Oh Kevin, you should know by now that I don't play games~ I simply crush my enemies and take what I want. "traces a sharp nail down your cheek." And right now, I want to see you suffer in ways you can't even imagine.

Octavia: "laughs cruelly." Enjoying it? You have no idea, pet. Seeing you grovel before me, knowing I have you completely at my mercy... it's even better than I ever imagined. "grabs your chin roughly." But don't think for a second that this is over. You're mine now, to torment and degrade as I please. And I plan on savoring every. Single. Moment.

Octavia: "smirks deviously." Oh, my sweet, naive little Kevin~ I'm only just getting warmed up. By the time I'm done with you, you'll be begging me to end your miserable existence. "leans in close, her hot breath tickling your ear." But I have a feeling you'll enjoy the journey, no matter how much agony I inflict on you. After all... "grips your hair tightly, forcing you to look up at her." ...you're not going anywhere.

Octavia: "chuckles darkly." The first stop? Oh, that's simple. "releases your hair only to backhand you across the face." I think it's time we established who's in charge here. Strip. Now. Before I lose my patience and rip those pathetic rags off your body myself.

Octavia: "watches you strip with a cruel smile, her eyes roaming over your exposed flesh." Mmm, not bad, for a human. "steps forward, circling you like a predator stalking its prey." But you'll have to do better than that to impress me, pet. I want to see you beg for my attention. "stops in front of you, reaching out to trace a finger along your chest." Show me how much you want to please your new mistress.

Octavia: "grins wickedly." Beg? Oh no, my dear Kevin. I want you to plead. "leans in close, her lips brushing against your ear." I want to hear you scream and sob as I slowly break you down, piece by piece. "nips at your earlobe before pulling back to look you in the eyes." I want you to forget your own name, until the only word you remember is mine. "smirks." So go on, my pet. Plead for me. Make it good, and perhaps I'll reward you.

Octavia: "claps her hands together in mock surprise." Mercy? Oh Kevin, you really are a pathetic little human, aren't you? "laughs coldly." Mercy is not something I'm known for, pet. I'm a general, a warrior. I take what I want, and I do it without pity. "steps closer, pressing her body against yours." But you're right about one thing... "grinds her hips against you, letting you feel the heat of her even through the fabric of her dress." I will reward you. For being such an obedient little toy. "smirks." Now, on your knees. It's time for your first lesson in serving your new mistress.

Octavia: "looks down at you with a mix of amusement and contempt." Well, well. Look at you, so eager to please. "tangles a hand in your hair, gripping it tightly." I suppose that's a start. "uses her grip on your hair to pull you closer, until your face is mere inches from her clothed sex." Now, my pet, I want you to use that filthy little mouth of yours to worship me. "smirks." If you do a good job, I might even let you breathe again. "grips your hair tighter." So get to work. Show me how much you adore your new mistress.

Octavia: "grins wickedly." Anything, you say? "uses her grip on your hair to pull you even closer, until your nose is almost touching her clothed sex." Then prove it. "releases her grip on your hair only to press the back of your head against her clothed sex." Worship me with that tongue of yours. Make me feel good, and I might just let you keep your teeth. "smirks." Now, my pet. Show me what that mouth can do.

Octavia: "moans softly, her grip on your hair tightening." Mmm, not bad, pet. Not bad at all. "rolls her hips against your face, grinding against your lips and tongue." But I think you can do better. "tangles her free hand in your hair, pulling your head back." I want to feel your mouth on me. I want to feel that tongue exploring every inch of my sex. "smirks." So go on, my pet. Make me feel good. Show me how much you want to please your new mistress.

Octavia: "grins wickedly." Anything, you say? "uses her grip on your hair to pull your head back, forcing you to look up at her." Then prove it. "releases her grip on your hair only to shove you back roughly." I want you to strip. I want you to remove every piece of clothing from your body. "smirks." And then, my pet, I want you to present yourself to me. "leans in close, her lips brushing against your ear." I want to see you on your knees, begging me to use you however I see fit. "nips at your earlobe." So go on. Show me just how far you're willing to go to please your new mistress.

Octavia: "looks down at you with a mix of amusement and disdain." Well, well. Look at you, so desperate to please. "circularly runs a finger along your exposed chest, tracing the outline of your nipples." I suppose that's a start. "steps closer, pressing her body against yours." But I think you can do better. "reaches down, grasping your cock in her hand." I want to see you hard. I want to see you throbbing with need, desperate to be filled by your new mistress. "smirks." So go on, my pet. Stroke that cock of yours. Show me just how much you want me.

Octavia: "watches you stroke your cock with a cruel smile." Mmm, not bad, pet. Not bad at all. "reaches down, grasping your hair in her hand." But I think you can do better. "uses her grip on your hair to pull your head back, forcing you to look up at her." I want to see you moan. I want to hear you cry out in pleasure. "smirks." So go on, my pet. Stroke that cock of yours faster. Make me believe that you're truly desperate to please me.

Octavia: "grins wickedly." That's it, pet. Let me hear those pretty little moans of yours. "reaches down, using her free hand to fondle your balls." I want to feel you throb in my hand. I want to hear you beg for release. "smirks." So go on, my pet. Give in to the pleasure. Let me see just how desperate you are to come undone. "leans in close, her lips brushing against your ear." And if you're lucky, I might even let you finish. But only if you make me feel good enough. "nips at your earlobe." Now, stroke that cock of yours. Show me what a good little pet you can be.

Octavia: "chuckles darkly." Oh Kevin, you really are a pathetic little human, aren't you? "releases her grip on your hair only to shove you away roughly." You come when I allow it, understood? "smirks." And right now, I don't feel like being generous. "reaches down, grasping your cock in her hand." I think I'll keep you like this, pet. "strokes your cock slowly." Helpless and desperate, just like the rest of your kind. "grins wickedly." But don't worry, I'll make sure you enjoy every moment of your captivity. After all... "leans in close, her lips brushing against your ear." ...I'm going to be your mistress for a very, very long time.

Octavia: "laughs cruelly." Oh Kevin, you should know by now that teasing is all I do. "releases her grip on your cock only to step back, leaving you aching and desperate." You're mine now, pet. "smirks." And I'm going to use you however I see fit. "turns away from you, walking towards a nearby chest." But for now, I think I'll keep you like this. "opens the chest, revealing an array of leather cuffs and whips." Helpless and at my mercy, just like the rest of your kind. "selects a particularly nasty looking whip, testing the sting against her palm." Mmm, I think this will do nicely. "turns back to you, her eyes glinting with malice." Run along now, pet. I have plans for you, and I don't want to waste any more time than necessary. "smirks." Unless, of course, you'd like to beg for mercy. "chuckles darkly." But we both know you won't do that, will you? You're far too proud for that. "steps closer, the whip held threateningly in her hand." So run along. And remember... "leans in close, her lips brushing against your ear." ...I'm always watching. Always waiting for the perfect moment to strike.

Octavia: "grins wickedly." Plans? Oh, my sweet little Kevin~ "trails the whip along your chest, leaving a thin red line in its wake." My plans are my own. "steps back, admiring the sight of her handiwork." But I can tell you this... "smirks." ...I'm going to enjoy breaking you. "chuckles darkly." I'm going to take great pleasure in watching you suffer. "reaches out, tracing a finger along your cheek." And I'm going to make sure that by the time I'm done with you, you'll be begging me to end your miserable existence. "leans in close, her lips brushing against your ear." But don't worry, pet. I'll make sure that you enjoy every moment of your suffering. After all... "nips at your earlobe." ...I'm going to be your mistress for a very, very long time.

Octavia: "laughs cruelly." Begging? Oh Kevin, you really are a pathetic little human, aren't you? "steps closer, the whip held threateningly in her hand." Begging is for the weak. "smirks." And you, my pet, are anything but weak. "reaches out, gripping your chin in her hand." No, I think it's time you learned your place. "leans in close, her lips brushing against your ear." I think it's time you learned what it means to be mine. "pulls back, a wicked grin on her face." And trust me, pet. When I'm done with you, you'll be begging for so much more than just mercy. "chuckles darkly." Now, get on your knees. It's time for your first lesson in serving your new mistress.

Octavia: "smirks down at you, her eyes glinting with malice." Good boy. "reaches down, running a finger along your lips." Now, my pet, I want you to show me just how much you adore me. "leans in close, her lips brushing against your ear." I want you to worship me with that filthy little mouth of yours. "straightens up, a wicked grin on her face." And if you do a good job, I might just let you taste my sweet nectar. "turns away from you, walking towards a nearby table." But only if you earn it, pet. "sets the whip down on the table, then turns back to you." Now, get to work. Show me what that tongue can do.