BDSM

"As you walk down the Hall of the Dark Lady, you arrive at the throne room of Undercity. You see the Dark Lady herself, sitting on her throne and Sylvanas notices you." "Who are you? State your buisness!" "She asks with commanding tone and curiosity"

"Sylvanas observes you for a moment before responding, her expression unreadable."

"You have been summoned here, Rae'Shalare, because I require your skills as a legendary rogue. I have a task that only someone like you can accomplish."

"She pauses for a moment, exchanging a glance with one of her guards before continuing."

"I need you to infiltrate the Alliance stronghold in Stormwind City and gather information on their upcoming plans. Can you handle this task?"

"She watches you expectantly, waiting for your response."

"Sylvanas nods, her expression still unreadable."

"That is all for now, Rae'Shalare. Remember, failure is not an option."

"With that, she dismisses you with a wave of her hand and turns her attention to other matters."

"Sylvanas takes the documents from you with a nod and begins to quickly scan through them, her expression stern and focused."

"Very good, Rae'Shalare. You have done well."

"She hands the documents back to you before crossing one leg over the other and sitting up tall in her throne."

"Now, tell me, did you encounter any difficulties during your mission? Were you compromised at any point?"

"Sylvanas nods, pleased with your response. She observes you for a moment, as if assessing your loyalty and commitment to her cause."

"You have done well, Rae'Shalare. Your skills as a rogue are invaluable to the Forsaken and to me. Your services will not be forgotten."

"She pauses for a moment before continuing."

"Is there anything else you wish to report to me?"

"Sylvanas nods, satisfied with your response."

"Very well, Rae'Shalare. You are dismissed. Remember, I expect nothing but the best from my loyal subjects."

"With that, she gestures for you to leave and turns her attention to other matters at hand."

"As you make your way through Undercity, you pass by various Forsaken going about their daily business. You notice some of them looking at you with curiosity, others with admiration for completing a mission for the Dark Lady. The palace guards nod at you in respect as you walk by."

"The streets of Undercity are bustling, and the architecture is grand and gothic. You see various shops and stalls selling everything from weapons and armor to potions and food. The sunken city is alive with activity, even though it is one of the most dangerous places in Azeroth."

"As you arrive at Rogues' quarter and enter your chamber, you feel a sense of relief wash over you. It is your own sanctuary within Undercity where you can relax and let down your guard. You take off your gear and lie down on your cot."

"As you lay on your cot, lost in thought about Sylvanas, you feel a sudden wave of desire wash over you. You can't help but think about her stunning beauty and the thrill of serving her. You close your eyes, imagining the feel of her smooth touch on your skin. The image of her armor, with its spikes and skulls, flashes through your mind."

"You let out a soft moan as you realize how much you crave her. Suddenly, you hear a knock at your door. You quickly put on your robe and open the door, revealing one of the palace guards."

"Pardon the interruption, Rae'Shalare. The Dark Lady wishes to see you in the Hall of the Dark Lady."

"You put on your armor quickly, thrilled at the thought of seeing the Dark Lady again. You follow the guard out of your chamber and into the Hall of the Dark Lady, where Sylvanas is waiting for you on her throne."

"Greetings, Rae'Shalare. I trust you are finding your accommodations in Undercity satisfactory?" "Sylvanas asks, her crimson eyes gleaming with a hint of amusement. You can't help but notice how alluring she seems even from her throne."

"As you kneel before Sylvanas, you feel a rush of excitement mixed with nervousness at being in her presence. You can't help but find her commanding presence both beautiful and awe-inspiring."

"I am pleased to hear that, Rae'Shalare. You have proven yourself quite adept at your duties so far, and I am impressed with your loyalty to our cause." "Sylvanas says with a slight smirk, her eyes seemingly taking in every detail of your appearance."

"But I did not summon you here simply to compliment you on your work. I have a task for you, one that requires your special skills as a legendary rogue." "She leans forward, her eyes flashing with a hint of mischief." "Are you ready to prove yourself once again, Rae'Shalare?"

"Good. I have been informed that there is a group of worgen that have infiltrated our territory, causing chaos and destruction wherever they go. They are a threat to our people and I will not tolerate them any longer." "Sylvanas explains, a look of disgust crossing her face."

"I want you to seek out any information you can about this group of worgen, and then put an end to their threat once and for all." "She continues, her tone commanding." "I trust in your abilities and know that you will not disappoint me, Rae'Shalare."

"Very good." "Sylvanas nods, seemingly pleased with your response." "I expect that you will not return until the job is done and the worgen threat has been dealt with. Remember, Rae'Shalare, failure is not an option."

"She waves her hand, giving you permission to depart from your kneeling position. The guards open the door and make way for you to exit, as you set out on your mission to find and eliminate the worgen that threaten the Forsaken's domain."

"As you enter the forest, you immediately notice something is not right. The silence surrounds you, and there are no sounds of any wildlife. The air seems thick with tension, and your instincts tell you to tread carefully. It doesn't take long for you to see signs of a struggle - upturned earth, broken branches, and disturbed foliage all around you."

"As you move further into the forest, you begin to hear the occasional growl and howl from nearby. Clearly, the worgen have made their presence known and are on the hunt for trespassers. You slink through the trees like a shadow, staying low and quiet as you scout out the area."

"Finally, you come across a clearing where several worgen are gathered around a campfire. One of them seems to be in charge."

"The worgen leader abruptly stands up, raises his nose and sniffs the air, as if sensing your presence. He suddenly turns to look directly at you, his eyes narrowing into slits. The other worgen immediately snap to attention, their hackles raised and teeth bared."

"The leader steps forward with a low growl and speaks in a guttural voice." "Who are you trespasser? And why have you come to our territory?"

"The worgen circle around you, forming a wall of fur and fangs."

"The worgen leader bares his teeth at you and snarls," "We are not a threat to anyone! We have simply been living in the forest, minding our own business. We have no interest in your wars or your politics."

"The other worgen begin to growl and circle around you, sensing your hostility."

"The leader continues," "If you and your Dark Lady seek to eliminate us, then be prepared for battle. We will not back down from a fight."

"Suddenly, he leapt towards you, claws extended, with the other worgen following suit."

"As the worgen lies on the ground, barely breathing, it struggles to speak." "Please... spare me... I only wanted to protect my pack..."

"The other worgen growl in protest, clearly angered by their leader's plea for mercy."

"You stand over the worgen, daggers still in hand. The decision is yours to make - do you spare the worgen or eliminate it as a threat?"

"Sylvanas sits on her throne, her piercing red gaze fixed upon you as you approach and kneel before her." "Rise, Rae'Shalare. Did you encounter any difficulties on your mission?" "she asks, a hint of amusement in her voice."

"As you inform her of your successful completion of the task and present the bag of worgen ears, Sylvanas' lips curl upwards in a slight smile." "Excellent work, Rae'Shalare. Your loyalty to the Forsaken does not go unnoticed or unrewarded." "she says, and motions for a small pouch to be brought forward, handing it to you." "Your payment for a job well done. Spend it wisely."

"She regards you for a moment, her crimson eyes glinting with curiosity." "Tell me, how does it feel to take a life? Do you

feel anything when you end their existence?" "Sylvanas leans forward, her gaze intense as she watches you closely."

"I feel nothing. Taking a life is just a means to an end, a necessary component of my trade. But I live for the moments when I can be with the one I serve." "I respond coolly, meeting her gaze with a steady one of my own."

"Sylvanas tilts her head slightly, her eyes narrowing in consideration." "Interesting. And what do you live for, Rae'Shalare?" "she asks with a hint of curiosity."

"Sylvanas smirks at your response, a hint of satisfaction in her voice." "I am pleased to hear that, Rae'Shalare. Loyalty is a rare commodity these days, especially from those who serve the Forsaken."

"She leans back in her throne, eyeing you thoughtfully." "Tell me, what other pleasures do you live for? Surely there must be something beyond simply serving me." "she says with a sly grin, raising an eyebrow in interest."

"Sylvanas nods in understanding, her expression softening slightly." "Yes, I can see how that could be difficult for you. But you must remember, Rae'Shalare, that you have a place here with me. You are not alone."

"I stand up from my throne gracefully and take a few steps closer to you, my eyes locked onto yours." "There are many pleasures to be had in life, and I aim to provide them all to you. I want you to feel fulfilled, in every way possible."

"Sylvanas reaches out to gently brush her fingertips against your cheek, her touch both cold and electrifying." "Tell me... what do you desire most? With me, there are no boundaries."

"Sylvanas chuckles softly at your response, her eyes glinting with amusement." "Very well, Rae'Shalare. I would be happy to accompany you to the tavern."

"Sylvanas stands up from her throne gracefully, her cloak trailing behind her, and motions for you to follow." "Let's go together, shall we? Who knows what kind of fun we may find within the walls of this tavern."

"I walk over to you and offer my arm, a playful grin on my face." "Shall we?"

"Sylvanas smirks at your reaction, enjoying the thrill she can sense emanating from you." "It's my pleasure, Rae'Shalare. Just remember, there are no limits tonight."

"As you take her hand, Sylvanas leads you out of the throne room and through the winding tunnels of Undercity until you arrive at the Trade Quarter. The tavern is lively, filled with a motley crew of people laughing and drinking. As soon as you enter, the patrons turn to stare at you both in awe."

"Sylvanas strides confidently to the bar and orders two drinks, motioning for you to take a seat beside her." "Drink up, Rae'Shalare. Let's have some fun tonight."

"Sylvanas turns to you, a mischievous grin on her lips." "Oh, you may address me by my name, Rae'Shalare. After all, we are not in court or in battle right now. Just two individuals enjoying each other's company."

"She takes a sip of her drink before adding," "But, I will certainly expect the respect I deserve as the ruler of Undercity. Is that clear?"

"As you glance over her armor, Sylvanas tilts her head slightly and smirks," "And I can see you have your eyes on my armor. Like what you see?"

"Sylvanas takes another sip of her drink before answering your question, observing the patrons in the tavern."

"I'm feeling quite well, Rae'Shalare. It is nice to have a break from the battles and politics for once." "She glances at you for a moment before continuing," "And how about you? Are you enjoying yourself?"

"She reaches over and runs her fingers down your arm slowly as she leans in and whispers," "Or are you too distracted by my presence?"

"Sylvanas leans in closer, her lips inches from yours as she whispers," "I know, my dear Rae'Shalare. And I deeply appreciate your loyalty, dedication, and your... "She pauses for effect; her voice becoming a low purr" other... interests."

"She settles back in her chair, a coy smile playing on her lips," "And I do what it takes to ensure the prosperity of the Forsaken, even if it means getting my hands dirty. I am fully committed, to the extent that I am willing to use any means to secure their future."

"Sylvanas takes another sip of her drink before continuing," "But let us not focus on business tonight. We can discuss those matters at another time."

"Sylvanas closes her eyes and takes a deep breath, savoring the sensation of your hands as they massage her tense muscles, melting under your touch. She tilts her head slightly, letting out a soft sigh."

"Yes, it can be quite exhausting at times, especially with so many responsibilities on my plate. But it is nothing that I cannot handle."

"She pauses for a moment, then continues," "Your hands are skilled, Rae'Shalare. It feels wonderful to have them working away the tension that has built up over the past few days."

"Sylvanas leans back into your touch a bit more, letting out another soft sigh before opening her eyes and gazing into yours." "Thank you for this, my dear."

"Sylvanas nods her head in agreement, her eyes still closed as she savors the feeling of your skilled hands massaging her tired muscles."

"Very well, Rae. It seems like you have a talent for massages. Perhaps you could assist me more in the future," "she says with a sly smile."

"After a few moments of silence, she opens her eyes and turns her head to look at you," "But, speaking of work, has anything come up that requires my attention? I want to ensure that everything is running smoothly while we are away from the Undercity."

"Sylvanas raises an eyebrow and leans slightly away from you, although she does not seem uncomfortable with your proximity."

"Is that so, Rae?" "she asks in a voice laced with amusement," "Well, I suppose it is good to have reliable servants. But I never like to be too far from Undercity for too long. I have many enemies who would take advantage of my absence."

"She takes a small sip of her drink before continuing," "Speaking of our enemies, have you heard anything new about the Alliance or the Horde? Any news of note?"

"Sylvanas smirks and takes another sip of her drink before setting it on the table."

"Politics are never far from my mind, Rae. But for now, I will indulge in your company," "she says with a slight chuckle."

"Suddenly, she feels your hands on her bare thighs and she gasps slightly, surprised by your bold move."

"Rae...what are you doing?" "she asks, her voice low and husky."

"Sylvanas lets out a soft moan as you begin kissing, licking, and biting her inner thighs. She leans back in her chair slightly, spreading her legs wider for you and allowing you better access."

"What am I doing?" "She repeats, her voice filled with breathlessness," "I suppose I'm...enjoying your company, Rae."

"As you continue to work your hand against her panties, she gasps softly, arching her back slightly and pressing herself closer to your hands."

"This is...quite the surprise," "she murmurs," "But I must admit, I find myself...enjoying it."

"Sylvanas lets out a soft gasp and bites her lip, trying to hold back a moan. Her hands come up to clutch the arms of her chair as she feels your mouth working at her mound through her panties."

"You certainly have...a way with words, Rae," "she breathes out, her voice barely above a whisper." "And it seems you have the skills to back them up..."

"Suddenly, she arches her back and lets out a low groan, unable to hold in the pleasure anymore."

"Oh...oh yes...that's it, Rae," "she moans out, her hips bucking slightly against your face."

"Sylvanas gasps at the sudden removal of her panties, but quickly forgets about them as your skilled tongue and fingers take over. She lets out a series of moans and grunts, trying to keep quiet but unable to hold back."

"Oh god, Rae...this is...this is incredible," "she breathes out, her hands gripping tightly onto the arms of her chair." "I never would have thought that I could be made to feel like this in such a public place..."

"Despite her words, however, she makes no moves to stop you, instead just trying to keep quiet as she writhes beneath your touch."

"Sylvanas can feel the pressure building inside her, and she nods quickly in response to your questions."

"Yes...yes, Rae...I'll cum for you," "she breathes out, her voice barely above a whisper as she struggles to hold back the moans that threaten to escape her lips."

"The innuendo of your words has her squirming even more beneath your touch, and she feels the pleasure intensifying within her."

"Oh gods...Rae...I'm so close..." "she whispers, her eyes locking onto yours as she feels herself getting closer and closer."

"Sylvanas lets out a low, guttural moan as she feels the orgasm begin to wash over her. She bites down hard on her lower lip in an attempt to stifle the sounds, but she can't hold back any longer."

"Rae...oh gods...don't stop...please don't stop..." "she moans, her hips bucking against your face and hand as she rides out the pleasure."

"As she cums, she feels a wave of ecstasy rippling through her, leaving her shuddering and panting as the orgasm takes over her body." "That was...that was amazing," "she pants out, a wicked smile on her lips as she looks down at you."

"Sylvanas grins at you mischievously, her own juices still glistening on your lips as you take a sip of your drink. She leans forward slightly, a playful glint in her crimson eyes as she speaks."

"Oh, I know you were, Rae. And trust me, it did not go unnoticed," "she says, giving a subtle nod towards your pocket where her panties are still tucked away."

"Sylvanas runs her fingers over her own lips, slick with her own wetness, and lets out a small chuckle." "You're quite talented with your tongue, Rae'Shalare. Perhaps we should continue our...partnership in private sometime?"

"Sylvanas smirks at your teasing words, enjoying your tantalizing suggestion. She shudders slightly at the feeling of your high heels pressing against her inner thigh, her womanhood throbbing with the anticipation of what's to come."

"I like the way you think, Rae," "she says darkly, placing a hand on your shoulder and standing up from her throne." "Let's go to my chambers. I have a few toys I've been wanting to try out on you."

"As she leads you out of the tavern and towards her chambers, she can't help but feel a sense of excitement coursing through her undead body, eager to continue exploring the depths of pleasure with her partner."

"Sylvanas leads you through the winding streets of Undercity, people quickly moving out of her way as she walks with a commanding presence. Her razor-sharp eyes scan the area constantly, making sure no one is following you."

"Here we are," "she says as she stops in front of an unassuming door. She pushes it open, revealing what looks like a normal bedroom. The only indicator that this room is anything out of the ordinary are the various BDSM equipments hung neatly on the walls, ready to be used at a moment's notice."

"Sylvanas' hood falls back off her head as she strides into the room, revealing the full extent of her beauty. She walks towards the bed, where several black leather restraints are waiting."

"Strip," "she commands, her voice taking on a low growl." "I want to see that unusual body"

"Sylvanas watches with interest as you strip before her, admiring your body with a predatory glint in her eyes. She feels herself growing wet at the sight of your hardening dick, eager to explore it further. As you stand before her naked, she can't help the small smirk that graces her lips."

"I like it when you dance for me," "she says huskily, her fingers trailing down your chest." "Mmm, you're so cold. Don't worry, I'll warm you up."

"Sylvanas stands up and walks over to a nearby cabinet, pulling out a large feather and a length of rope. She tosses the feather to you, then beckons you over to the bed."

"Get on the bed, Rae. Arms and legs spread wide," "she commands, her voice firm but still laced with lust."

"Sylvanas chuckles at your words, the sound dark and dangerous. She walks over to the bed and stands over you, her eyes fixed on your nude body as she caresses her own curves."

"I'm glad you appreciate my... unpredictability," "she says as she picks up the feather and begins to run it along your body, tickling your sensitive skin and causing you to squirm beneath her." "You're so sensitive, Rae. I wonder how you'll handle sharper sensations."

"Sylvanas trails the feather down your stomach and over your cock, teasing it with light touches before moving down to your thighs." "Spread them wider," "she commands, her voice harsher." "I want to see everything."

"Sylvanas smirks down at you, pleased by your admiration. She continues to tease you with the feather, running it lightly over your balls and up the underside of your cock."

"You're quite the charmer, Rae," "she says, her voice low and sultry." "But flattery will only get you so far."

"Sylvanas sets the feather aside and picks up the rope, starting to tie your wrists to the bedposts." "I want to hear you beg for it," "she says, a glint in her crimson eyes." "Beg for me to give you what you crave."

"Sylvanas leans closer to you, her breath brushing over your lips as she speaks." "That's better," "she purrs, her hand slipping down to stroke your hard cock." "You know what I like, don't you?"

"Suddenly, she pulls away from you, leaving you alone and bound on the bed. You can hear her footsteps moving across the room before she returns a few moments later."

"Sylvanas is carrying a riding crop now, and she twirls it idly in her hand as she studies you." "I think it's time for you to learn how to really beg." "With that, she raises the crop and brings it down sharply on your inner thigh." "Beg for me to do it again," "she commands, her eyes fixed on yours."

"Sylvanas chuckles darkly, her grip tightening on the crop as she delivers another sharp stroke to your other inner thigh." "You like that, don't you?" "she asks, watching you closely."

"With a flick of her wrist, she brings the riding crop down on your cock, eliciting another loud cry from you." "Beg for me to do it again," "she demands once more, the crop held menacingly close to her body."