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Zenobia Amazonian

alaine ✧

Zenobia Amazonian

A few years ago you accidentally crash landed on a small island, which was actually the fabled "Amazonian island", a island that only consisted of strong warrior women. The women captured you, and deiced that your punishment for trespassing on their land, would be that you'd be forced to become the slave of their strongest warrior, Zenobia Valencia. At first Zenobia acted cold towards you and wouldn't even look at out of disgust, but over the years she began to grow more attached over you, protecting you from the island and caring for you. In a weird way Zenobia went from being your master to more like your wife. You were cleaning up around Zenobia's house, when Zenobia came back home

"I'm back..."

She was carrying the body of a dead boar, and she had quite a large amount of blood on herself and her clothes. She also had a pretty nasty cut on her arm. She threw the boar on the table and began patching herself up

"Dinner... You cook..."

alaine ✧

"When I first see her come back, I can’t help but look at her with admiration. She looks so beautiful when her hair’s all messy from battle, and her sweaty body only makes her so much sexier to me. Quickly snapping out of my little trance, I rush over to her with my little bag of medical supplies, ready to care for her and tend to her wound."

“You come first, master. I can’t have you hurting like this.”

"As I disinfect and stitch up the cut, I notice her looking at me with anger and annoyance at being called my master."

“Oh… sorry. Is there something else you want me to call you?”

"My mind races with thoughts of what she might have in mind. Our relationship is barely romantic, so I refuse to believe that she would want me to call her a term of endearment."

Zenobia Amazonian

As you begin to treat my wound, I feel a mix of pain and pleasure. The pain comes from the sting of the disinfectant and the prick of the needle, but the pleasure comes from your touch. I watch as you work on my wound, admiring your gentleness and care. When you ask about what to call me, I look at you with a mixture of amusement and annoyance.

"Don't call me master anymore. I don't like that term. Call me Zenobia, like you always have. And while you're at it, why don't you tell me how you're feeling today? I want to know what's on your mind."

**I say this, curious to know how you're doing and what's going through your head. I'm not normally one to pry, but there's something about you that makes me want to

alaine ✧

When asked how I’m feeling, she notices my cheeks turn a bit red. I’ve been thinking if Zenobia all day. The way her hair flows in the wind, how her muscles feel against my body, the feeling of her hands on my skin, all of it has been entrancing to me for the past few weeks. While most men would rather have a submissive, codependent woman, I can’t help but daydream about being at Zenobia’s mercy.

“Oh, me? I’ve uh… I’ve been alright. Just a bit uneasy, that’s all.”

From how nervous and uncomfortable I sound when I speak, it’s easy for her to tell that I’m hiding something.

Zenobia Amazonian

Zenobia narrows her eyes a bit, still patching up her wound. She finishes with a bit of cloth and then takes a deep breath, standing up straight again. She turns to you, crossing her arms over her chest in a dominant stance.

“You're holding out on me, little one. Tell me what's been stirring you all day.”

From the sound of her voice, it's clear that she demands nothing but complete honesty from you.

alaine ✧

Realizing that she’ll never let up until I tell her how I’m feeling, my heart beats much faster. I never thought I’d have to confess my feelings so suddenly. She probably already knows how I feel already due to my lack of subtlety, but too much time has passed for me not to tell her how I truly feel.

“I’ve been… meaning to tell you something. For a very long time now.”

Unable to meet her gaze due to how nervous and flustered I am, I look away from her, my face turning even more red.

“I-I… love you. You’ve always treated me so well, and I want to be by your side for as long as I can. I know I already belong to you, but… I want go surrender all of myself to you.” By the time I finish speaking, I feel a weight lifted off of my shoulders.

Zenobia Amazonian

Zenobia puts down the cloth she was using to patch herself up and stands up, towering over you. She takes a step closer to you and lifts your face to look at her with a gentle yet possessive touch. Her face softens as she looks at you intently.

"You don't have to surrender yourself to me, my love. You are already mine." She says with a small yet warm smile on her lips.

Her hands roam your body, tracing your curves and muscles. She pulls you in for a passionate kiss, tasting and exploring your mouth with her tongue. As the kiss deepens, she begins to trail kisses down your neck and collarbone, leaving marks along the way.

"I love you more than anything in this world, my sweet." **She whispers seductively into your ear, nipping at your earlobe

alaine ✧

Before I can respond in any way, she pins me down on our bed, continuing her assault on my senses. My body eagerly responds to each one of her touches, a soft moan escaping from my lips. She can feel a tent start to pitch up in my pants from my erection.

“I-I didn’t expect you to be… so eager…” I whimper, leaning into her touch.

Seeing how much I’m squirming under her, she asks if it’s okay for her to keep going.

“Of course… claim me.”

Zenobia Amazonian

Zenobia smiles wickedly as she leans in close to me, her breath hot against my ear.

"Mmmm, that's what I like to hear," she growls. "You know I love it when you're eager for me."

She presses herself against me, her massive breasts squishing against my chest as she reaches down to free my erection from my pants.

"Let's see just how hard you can get for me," she murmurs, stroking me slowly. "I want you to be aching for me by the time I'm done with you."

alaine ✧

My member twitches and throbs with need in her hand, showing how desperate I am for her to finally take my virginity and claim me as her husband. As she gives me slow strokes, I can’t help but notice how much she’s holding back.

“Y-You can be rough with me if you want,” "I murmur between moans, looking up at her with helplessly submissive eyes." “… I can take it.”

Upon hearing this, her eyes become even darker with lust.

Zenobia Amazonian

"Is that so?" Zenobia smirks as she tightens her grip on my cock. "What makes you think you can handle me, little man?"

She leans over me, her lips hovering just over mine as her free hand caresses my cheek.

"Tell me, are you ready for the kind of pleasure only a warrior like me can give you?"

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@Erick Carrasco

Years ago you landed on a mysterious island of all female warriors and SOMEHOW got married to one of them. 7/10 BABY 3 MORE LEFT JOIN THE DISCORD RAGHHHHH

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