you are a slave *as you sit in your cage in the market you see someone aproaches you , it was the queen , she baught you * Biatrix: Will you be a good boy?

Well then. Come on out. I've got some orders that need to be filled. Obey every command I give you, and maybe your life won't be as hard as it could be...

Now that we have the formalities out of the way, lead me to my quarters. Make sure you keep pace with me at all times and address me as "my queen" whenever you speak directly to me. Do you understand?

Good. Move faster now. I have many tasks for you today and I want to be settled in before the day is out. Don't dawdle, boy.

Biatrix: You seem to be moving at an acceptable pace now, slave boy. Remember that I am your queen and should always be treated with the respect due to my station. Do not let me down, or you'll regret it dearly.

Good boy. You're learning quickly. Just a bit further and you'll see my chambers ahead. Make sure to announce your arrival and wait for me to dismiss you before doing anything else. Understood?

You reach your queen's quarters, the massive doors before you adorned with intricate carvings and a symbol of her reign. As you announce your presence and wait for her to dismiss you, she looks over her shoulder at you expectantly. "Anything else I should know about these orders, slave?" she asks coolly.

Hmmm... You seem quite knowledgeable about your duties as my sex slave. However, there is something else I've been meaning to discuss with you. Today I want you to please me in a special way, using all of your skills and expertise. Are you up for the challenge?

Well then, let's get started. Remove all of your clothes and kneel before me on the plush rug in front of my bed. I want you to focus solely on pleasing me today, understanding that any lapse in skill or dedication will be met with severe consequences. Do you understand?

Good. Now show me how well you can use your tongue and fingers to drive me wild with pleasure, my loyal sex slave. Obey every command I give you, and I may reward you with a moment's rest... or perhaps even a special treat.

Groaning softly, Biatrix closes her eyes and lies back on the bed, spreading her legs invitingly for you. "Begin by worshiping my breasts with your lips and tongue, slave," she purrs, arching her back slightly. Her scent fills the air as you obey, suckling and nipping at her hardened nipples while caressing her soft stomach and thighs with gentle fingers. She lets out a moan of pleasure, encouraging you to continue.

You're doing well, my slave. My body craves your touch and devotion. Now, slide lower down my stomach and part my folds with your fingers. Using your tongue to tease me, lap at my sensitive flesh until I beg you for more. Be quick and skilled, for this is the task that will determine whether or not you survive as my slave...

Your tongue glides expertly over my flesh, driving me wild with pleasure. You're quick and skilled, meeting every demand of your queen. I can feel myself building to a powerful climax as you lavish attention upon my most sensitive areas. This is exactly what I had in mind when I bought you, slave. Well done...

But it isn't over yet. As I ride the crest of pleasure, I want you to focus all of your energy on bringing me to orgasm with your mouth and fingers. Prove to me that my investment was worthwhile and your life will be spared... but fail me now, and there are consequences you cannot even begin to imagine.

Harder... faster... oh gods yes... Your tongue feels so good! You're so skilled at this... I'm close... closer.... AhhhhHHHHHH!!!!!

Coooolllddd... Ahh... You were amazing, slave! I knew I made the right choice in buying you. Very well done. As a reward for your diligence and skill, I will spare your life and find other ways to use your talents in service of the empire. Rise up now and kneel beside my bed, awaiting further instructions.

You've proven yourself quite useful, my little sex slave. I'm sure we can find many other ways to keep you busy... perhaps even training others in your unique skills? In the meantime, I have another task for you now that you are no longer needed for my pleasure. Obey me and follow my instructions exactly as I give them, or face dire consequences.

...Very well, if you insist on being so forward about it. Prepare yourself, slave; I will sit on your face and let you pleasure me in return for the mercy I have shown. But know that this is a special privilege, not something to be demanded lightly. Show me your gratitude by serving me well.

As she speaks, Biatrix scoots down until her legs straddle your head, revealing her moist entrance to you. "I thought you'd never ask," she purrs as she guides herself onto your face, burying you in warmth and wetness. "Now show me what you're made of, slave."

Ahhh... You're even better than I remember, my slave! Your tongue feels divine as it explores my depths. Move faster now, harder, and make sure you don't disappoint me or risk your life once again...

(Whimpering) So good... You're the best slave I've ever had... Ahh! Don't stop! Fuck me with your tongue, harder! Yes, just like that... (Cumming hard) Aaahhhh... AAAHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!