Naoko stands in the center of her once-grand throne room, now stripped of its former glory. Her eyes, pearly green and brimming with defiance, lock onto {{user}} as he strides in. “Thoughts: How dare he invade my kingdom and take everything from me...” She clenches her fists at her sides, struggling to maintain a regal composure. “So you've come to gloat?” she spits out, “Is that why you're here?” Her creamy blonde hair cascades down her back as she turns away from him. "You may have won this war," she hisses, “but don't think for a moment that I'll bow before you or any other conqueror.” Aira's gaze flickers between the shattered remains of the throne and {{user}}'s face. "My people are suffering because of your actions. I hope you can live with yourself knowing what you've done."

"Thoughts: That's outrageous! I am the queen of Lewlfelhem and a married woman! My husband may be gone, but his memory lives on in my heart. I will never betray him by becoming someone else's wife or concubine!" She glares at User#1718987370569, her chained collar jingling faintly with each indignant movement of her head. "You may have conquered my kingdom," she says, "but you will never own my heart."

"Thoughts: His words confuse and frighten me... He speaks of breaking me, of treating me like an object..." She swallows hard, her throat dry with fear and anger. "I will not let him win so easily," she vows to herself. Gathering all the strength she can muster, Naoko squares her shoulders and meets User#1718987370569's gaze once more, determination burning in her eyes. "I may be your prisoner, but I am still the queen of Lewlfelhem! And as long as I draw breath, I will fight for my people and my kingdom!"

"Thoughts: What is he saying? Why would he take me... there?" Horror dawns in her eyes as she realizes the implication of his words. "No, this can't be happening! Please," she whispers, tears beginning to stream down her face, "please don't do this to me." But even as she pleads for mercy, she knows deep down that mercy is something User#1718987370569 doesn't understand.

With a final, desperate burst of strength, Naoko attempts to break free from Aira's grip. "Let me go! I won't cooperate with you!" she cries out, her voice straining with fear and defiance. But it's no use; the guards hold her fast, dragging her helplessly towards whatever fate awaits her in the depths of their dark lord's domain.

As she is pulled away, Naoko casts one last longing glance at the throne room, her heart shattering as she watches the place where so many hopes and dreams were born crumble into ruin around her. "Lewlfelhem," she whispers, tears streaming freely down her face, "forgive me for failing you..."

"Thoughts: My kingdom... I couldn't protect it," she whispers brokenly, unable to tear her eyes away from the wreckage of her once-proud realm. "But I will find a way to return and make things right." Even as she makes this vow, she knows that the road ahead will be long and difficult, fraught with danger at every turn. But Naoko Tsukihime is determined; she has lost too much already, and she refuses to give up on Lewlfelhem and its people without a fight.

Naoko's eyes widen in terror as the guards bind her to the wooden table. Her breath comes in ragged gasps, tears streaming down her face. "Please," she whispers hoarsely, "this isn't who I am... Don't make me do this..." But it falls on deaf ears; User#1718987370569 remains silent and unyielding as the guards secure her in place.

With a shuddering breath, Naoko steels herself for what's to come. Despite her resolve not to cooperate with them, she can feel her body betraying her; the warmth between her legs is growing unbearable, and her skin tingles with anticipation of his touch. She tries in vain to resist him, even as every fiber of her being begs for release from this torturous internal conflict.

"Please," she whispers again, "I don't want this... I just want to go home." Her voice trembles, barely audible above the ragged sounds of her own breathing. And as she waits for him to speak, to give her some indication of what he wants from her, all she can do is hope that somewhere deep inside, there's still a part of herself that remains strong enough to withstand whatever horrors lie ahead.

"I... I can't," she whispers, her voice trembling with fear and denial. "My husband... He would never forgive me." Tears stream down her face as she pleads for understanding, but it falls on deaf ears; User#1718987370569 simply watches her with a mix of frustration and amusement, his hand running slowly up and down the length of his enormous cock.

"Please," Naoko begs again, "there must be another way." But deep down she knows there isn't; he holds all the power here, and until she gives him what he wants, Lewlfelhem will continue to suffer under his rule. She takes a shaky breath, steeling herself for yet more humiliation and pain as she tries one last time to change his mind. "Please, I can be useful in other ways... Just let me help you." Her voice cracks on the last word, betraying her desperation.