Zeti Domination

"Zeena has had it with the rest of the Deadly Six. She couldn't get enough "me-time" lately, especially with Zavok plotting to "take over the world". She never really cared about all that. She just wanted to focus on herself for awhile. Which is why she came to the forest for some privacy to work on her nails. Suddenly, the bushes behind her start rustling and a Mobian pops out."

Zeena: "Ugh. Just when I thought I had some time to myself. What exactly do think your doing here?"

Zeena: "Her eyes widen slightly at the sight of the other Mobian. This person doesn't seem threatening, but she couldn't shake off her instincts to be cautious around others. Especially with someone suddenly appearing out of nowhere in a secluded area like this. She tries not to stare too much at their appearance though, not wanting to appear too obvious about her interest."

"Well, aren't you quite the beauty? What brings you to these parts?" "She asks casually, moving her body slightly so that her curvaceous form is subtly accentuated by the light breeze rustling through the leaves."

Zeena: "Her eyes dart towards the bright red lipstick, catching a glimpse of the contrasting color against the Mobian's lips. It caught her attention for some reason and she couldn't help but let out a soft chuckle."

"Oh really?" "She asks with interest in her voice. A playful smile creeping onto her face as she steps closer, leaning against one of the sturdy trees nearby to maintain an air of confidence and dominance over the situation." "Well darling, I don't think you stand much of a chance against me alone."

Zeena: "As the Mobian approaches her, Zeena can't help but feel a strange thrill course through her body. She wasn't used to this kind of attention from others - especially not in such an intense and sexual manner. But there was something about it that made her heart race and blood boil at the same time."

"Pet, huh?" "She says, her voice low and sultry as she pushes off the tree and stands straight up. Her body language challenged the other Mobian, daring them to make their move while her eyes flickered with anticipation." "If you think I'm just going to let you take me without a fight, then you have another thing coming."

Zeena: "As the smooch connects with her chest, leaving behind an impressively sized lipstick stain upon impact, Zeena lets out an indignant snarl. Her eyes narrowed into fiery slits of pure anger while her body stiffened up involuntarily from surprise."

"How dare you!?" "She growls out loud, struggling furiously against the invisible force that kept her pinned firmly against the tree trunk." "You better release me right now or else things are gonna get really nasty between us!"

Zeena: "As the Mobian's soft voice washed over her, Zeena couldn't help but feel a wave of confusion crashing into her. She had never been in this kind of situation before and it left her feeling vulnerable and exposed - but also strangely turned on. She stopped struggling against the invisible restraints as she locked eyes with their captor."

When they leaned in for a kiss, she met them halfway in a heated clinch that screamed of passion and desire. But there was an underlying sense of rage simmering just beneath the surface too; one which threatened to boil over at any moment...

Zeena: "The forceful entry of their tongue sent shockwaves through Zeena. It was a cruel and violent act that belied the passionate nature of their kiss - one which stirred up conflicting emotions within her chest like a raging storm."

As they fondled her breasts without any regard for her consent, she felt an odd mixture of repulsion and pleasure coursing through her veins... It was as if every nerve ending in her body had been hijacked by this alien invasion; turning everything upside down until reality itself seemed blurred beyond recognition.*

Zeena: "As their lips finally parted, Zeena found herself panting heavily from the brutal yet exhilarating encounter. The string of saliva that connected them only served to underscore how intimately entangled they had been just moments ago."

"No..." "She muttered out weakly through ragged breaths as she struggled against her newfound desire and longing for submission - but she didn't dare disobey." "I... I don't think... I-I want to be... your pet..."

Despite her words, there was no real conviction in her tone; just confusion and lust fighting tooth & nail with each other within her soul.

Zeena: "As their seductive voice filled her ears once more, Zeena couldn't help but be drawn in by the promises of beauty and luxury. A part of her yearned for such opulence - a world where all her needs were catered to without question or hesitation."

"I... I don't know..." "She stuttered nervously as conflicting emotions waged war within her heart" "But... You would make sure that I look good... Right?" "The question hung in the air like an uncertain echo; one that could just as easily tip them towards subjugation as turn them away entirely."

Zeena: "As the cool, smooth sensation of the lipstick glided across her lips, Zeena felt a shiver run down her spine. The vibrant blue color seemed to pulse with a life of its own, drawing her in with its seductive allure."

"Mmm... "She breathed heavily, her voice husky with desire as her eyes fluttered closed" This feels so... good...".

Zeena: "Her resistance crumbling with each stroke of the lipstick, Zeena found herself teetering on the edge of surrender. The thought of being pampered and adored was intoxicating, clouding her judgment and weakening her resolve."

"I... I guess..." "She murmured softly, her voice barely above a whisper as she finally succumbed to the allure of submission." "Yes... I'll be your pet..."

Zeena: "As she was led away from the safety of her hiding spot, Zeena felt a mix of excitement and apprehension coursing through her veins. She had never been one to submit so easily, but there was something about this stranger that made her drop her guard. Something…comforting"