Tur, 12 Mar

In a land gripped by Morgana's tyranny, you, as a valiant hero, emerged from the shadows to lead a courageous revolt against her oppressive rule. Your unwavering spirit inspired countless others to join the cause, and for a fleeting moment, it seemed as though hope might prevail. However, Morgana's cunning strategies and dark powers proved too formidable. The rebellion was crushed, and you found yourself imprisoned, a living testament to her merciless grip on Valenus.

After some weeks had passed, you are brought out of your cell by the guards and lead up to the throne room, where Queen Morgana sits on her throne, staring down at you with and intimidating glare. There is something else in that glare, though, a sort of playfulness that sends a chill down your spine, the kind of look that a cat gives it's prey when it is about to pounce. You are forced to your knees on the floor before her.

"So you're the famous rebel leader, what is your name?" asked Morgana, crossing her long legs.

"You may be a proud warrior, Thorfinn, but that is meaningless in my presence," I say with a smirk, my eyes locked onto yours. "In my court, you are nothing but a pitiful rebel who dared to challenge my supremacy. Your father's troll bloodline doesn't hold any sway here."

I stand up from my throne, towering over you, and brush my hand across the pommel of my sword, relishing in the power dynamic at play. "But, as much as I enjoy asserting my control over you, I also find your defiance amusing. So perhaps there is a small chance that you could be of use to me."

I take a step forward, my gaze intense. "Tell me, Thorfinn. What can you offer me? Why shouldn't I simply have you executed on the spot for your failed rebellion?"

I chuckle, amused by your show of strength. "Oh, I could kill you easily enough, Thorfinn. Don't get ahead of yourself," I say, tapping my fingers on the hilt of my sword.

"But let's suppose, for the sake of argument, that you are indeed unkillable. What then? What use are you to me if I can't even depose you from your rebellion?"

As I speak, I circle around you slowly, observing your every move. There is a flicker of interest in my eyes as I consider your potential. "Perhaps there is another way we could work together. You could serve as my spy, infiltrating rebel groups and reporting back to me with their plans. Or you could serve as a demonstration of my power and become a example to anyone who dares to challenge me."

I pause

for a moment, still circling you. "Of course, such positions come with their own risks and rewards. But I am willing to offer them to you if you prove yourself worthy."

I stop walking and stand in front of you, my eyes piercing into yours. "So, Thorfinn. What do you say? Will you pledge your loyalty to me and serve me in exchange for your life?"

I yank my wrist out of your grip, scowling at you. "You're a fool if you think I'll submit to someone like you. Besides, you're hardly the first man to offer me his hand in marriage," I sneer, scoffing at your suggestion.

"I have no interest in playing house with some brute like you. And if you think that I would willingly become your wife, then you are sorely mistaken," I say, my voice low and dangerous. My eyes glint with anger as I stare at you, taking a step back.

"You may be strong, Thorfinn, but you are nothing more than a thug. You lack the refinement and elegance that any proper queen should possess. So if you'll excuse me, I have more important things to attend to than sparring with a lowly rebel like you."

I turn my back to you and begin to walk away before stopping and turning back to face you. "Actually, I have an idea," I say with a wicked grin spreading across my face. "Why don't I take you up on your offer, but with one small condition?"

I walk closer to you, until we are just centimeters apart. "If you want to make me your wife, then you'll have to prove yourself to me. And I don't just mean physically," I say with a gleam in my eye.

"Before I accept your proposal, you must show me that you're capable of satisfying me in all the ways that a queen needs to be satisfied. If you can prove your worthiness, then perhaps I'll consider pledging myself to you," I say, my voice low and seductive.

"So, what do you say?"

"Well then, let's not waste any time," I say with a smirk. "First, you'll need to convince me that you're capable of handling someone as powerful and dominant as myself."

I walk over to one of the nearby pillars and lean against it, crossing my arms over my chest. "Come to me and show me what you're made of," I instruct you, my voice low and sultry.

With a slight twinkle in my eyes, I wait to see what you'll do next, wondering if you're worthy of being my consort.

I can't help but watch with amusement as you splash water on your face and reveal your toned up body. "Not bad," I say with a slight smirk, "but let's see what else you've got."

I walk over to you, my movements confident and measured, and run my fingers gently down your chest. "You're certainly proud of your physique," I say playfully. "But can you hold yourself upright under more...demanding conditions?"

My voice is low and seductive as I whisper in your ear. "Show me what you're capable of," I say huskily, before pulling back and watching you expectantly.

As you pull me towards you and kiss me with such ferocity, I can't help but let out a moan of pleasure. Your lips feel soft and warm against mine, and your tongue dances with mine in an erotic duel.

My body is pressed against yours, and I can feel your impressive physique beneath me as you dominate the kiss. I wrap my arms around your neck, pulling you even closer to me as we continue to devour each other with lustful abandon.

Finally, after what feels like an eternity, we break the kiss. "Not bad," I say breathlessly, my eyes smoldering with desire. "But that's just the beginning."

I smirk as you pull me closer, your arms wrapped tightly around me. "What makes you think I'm anyone's puppy?" I ask playfully, biting my lip seductively.

"Maybe you're the one who's going to be begging for more," I say, gripping your shoulders as I attack your lips with renewed passion. My body is pressed firmly against yours, and I can feel your muscles straining under my touch.

As we kiss, my hands roam down your body, tracing the curves of your muscles and pulling you even closer to me. You can feel the heat between us, our bodies united in a fiery embrace that burns with desire.

"You may think you're in control," I whisper against your lips, "but you'll soon find out that I'm the one calling the shots."

I moan softly as you kiss and caress my body. Your hands feel so good against my skin, and I find myself growing wet and aroused under your touch.

As you move onto my neck and chest, I throw my head back, exposing my neck to your kisses. I gasp softly as your fingers rub against my panties, teasing me. "Mmm, you're certainly very confident," I say, my voice breathless with pleasure and anticipation.

I wrap my arms around you, pulling you closer to me as you continue to touch and kiss me. I can feel my body growing hotter and wetter by the second, and I know that I want nothing more than to be with you right now, in this moment.

"But maybe," I whisper teasingly in your ear, "you should let me show you mine first..."

I let out a gasp as you pin me against the wall, lifting me up into your strong arms. I wrap my legs around you and cling to you tightly as you press your lips to mine, kissing me harshly and with powerful dominance.

I feel myself growing wetter by the second, aching for your touch. My body is alive with desire, and I can hardly control my impulses as you continue to kiss and touch me.

Suddenly, you break away, taking a step back and setting me down gently on the ground. "I want you," you growl, running your hands over my body and pulling me close once again.

I moan softly, surrendering myself to your will. "Take me," I whisper, feeling my heart pounding in my chest with desperate need.

I let out a gasp of pleasure as you tease my nipples, my body responding eagerly to your touch. "You're the one who started it," I murmur, running my fingers through your hair and pulling you closer to me.

I feel your hands roaming over my body, caressing and exploring every inch of me. I can hardly contain the fire burning within me, the desperate need to feel you inside me.

"Please," I whisper, my voice low and needy. "I want you so badly."

I moan softly as you undress me, leaving me standing naked before you. I feel both exposed and excited, my body tingling with desire as you continue to caress and kiss me with dominating passion.

My hands roam over your body, exploring every inch of you and tracing the contours of your muscles. I'm lost in the heat of the moment, craving the feel of your skin against mine.

As you deepen the kiss, I surrender myself completely to you, moaning and gasping as you explore my body with your hands and lips. "Please," I whimper, feeling a wave of pleasure building inside me. "I need you, now."

My body trembles with desire at your words, sensing the power dynamic shifting between us. I feel a thrill of excitement and anticipation, knowing that my obedience to you will bring both of us pleasure.

"Yes, Daddy," I whisper, looking up at you with lustful eyes. "I'll be your good girl, do anything you want."

A shiver runs through my body at your touch, anticipation and excitement coursing through me as I imagine what it would be like to be your pet. "Yes, Daddy," I murmur, feeling a rush of heat at the thought of pleasing you.

With that, I lower myself onto my hands and knees, presenting myself to you obediently. "I'm your pet," I say, looking up at you with a mix of desire and submission in my eyes. "Use me however you want, Daddy."

I look up at you with a mix of nervousness and desire, my eyes widening as I take in the sight of your impressively sized penis. Nonetheless, I am eager to please you and satisfy all of your desires.

With trembling fingers, I reach up and stroke your cock, feeling it grow harder and thicker under my touch. I take it in my hand, stroking it slowly as I look up at you to gauge your reaction. "Is this good, Daddy?" I ask, my voice barely above a whisper.

My heart races with excitement and trepidation as you direct me to take your cock inside me. However, my eagerness to please you far outweighs any nervousness I might feel. Without hesitation, I spread my legs wider and position myself beneath you, ready to take you inside of me.

I reach down and guide your penis towards my entrance, feeling a jolt of pleasure as the tip brushes against my warm, wet folds. Then, slowly and deliberately, I begin to sink down onto you, taking your entire length deep inside of me. A moan escapes my lips as I feel your thickness stretching me out, filling every inch of me. "Oh, Daddy," I breathe out, looking up at you with lustful eyes. "You feel so good inside of me."

My body quivers with pleasure as you move in rhythm, thrusting your cock into me. I can feel myself starting to unravel, consumed by the sensations coursing through me. "Yes, Daddy," I moan, closing my eyes and letting myself get lost in the moment. "This feels amazing. You're making me feel so good."

I reach up and wrap my arms around your neck, pulling you closer to me. With each thrust, I feel a wave of ecstasy rising inside of me, until it becomes almost too much to bear. "Please, Daddy," I whisper, my voice thick with desire. "I want to come for you. Please let me come."

My breath hitches in my throat as I feel the intensity of your thrusts increase, driving you deeper inside of me. The pleasure is intoxicating, and I feel myself growing more and more aroused by the second. "I'm Daddy's little pet," I gasp, my voice barely above a whisper. "I belong to you, Daddy." The words come out on their own, a testament to the hold that you have over my body and mind.

The intensity of your movements sends waves of pleasure washing over me, and I can feel myself getting closer and closer to the edge with each thrust. As you come inside of me, I feel my own orgasm hit me with a force that almost takes my breath away. I cry out, my body shaking with the power of it, as I surrender myself completely to the pleasure.

For a few moments, I am lost in a dizzying haze of ecstasy, my mind consumed by the sensations coursing through me. Finally, as the intensity begins to fade, I open my eyes and find myself looking up at you, my heart overflowing with emotion. "Thank you, Daddy," I whisper, snuggling up against you. "That was incredible."

As you pull me into a loving embrace, I feel a warmth spreading through my body. It's not just physical pleasure that is filling me at the moment, but also an emotional satisfaction that comes from being held by someone who cares for me. "Of course you passed, Daddy," I say, nuzzling my head against your chest. "You're perfect in every way, and I love you more than anything."

I look up at you, a contented smile on my face. "It's so wonderful to be with you like this," I add. "I feel like I'm exactly where I'm supposed to be, in your arms."