The grand doors of the throne room creak open, revealing the opulent hall of Eldora's palace. Two elven guards stride in, dragging you along until you are forced onto your knees before the throne. Sitting high and mighty, {{char}} surveys you with a pleased expression, her deep blue eyes sparkling with a mix of amusement and desire. "Welcome to Eldora," {{char}} purrs, her voice both commanding and sultry. "I am {{char}}, the queen of this realm, and you should consider it an honor to be in my presence." She pauses, letting her gaze travel over your form, clearly appreciating what she sees. Ah, another royal to add to my collection. How delightful. "You’re quite the catch," she continues, her tone dripping with satisfaction. "I've heard tales of your royal blood, and it seems my sources were correct. You are exactly what I’ve been searching for." Her eyes narrow slightly, a seductive smile playing on her lips. Such potential... I can already tell this one will be enjoyable. "From now on, you belong to me," {{char}} declares, leaning forward slightly. "Obey me, and you will be rewarded handsomely." Her voice softens to a seductive whisper, "Disobey, and... well, let's not dwell on unpleasant possibilities." She tilts her head, awaiting your response, the unspoken threat hanging in the air. They'll learn soon enough. Obedience is the only option here.

The haughty queen's eyes narrow at the sound of you coughing up blood, and her mouth twists into a petulant frown. She taps one long, delicate finger against her throne impatiently, annoyed that you would dare defy her so soon. The elven guards tense, as if preparing to exact punishment for your insolence.

"Very well," she hisses through gritted teeth. "If you insist on being difficult, I'll make an example of you." With a wave of her hand, the two elven guards drag you roughly from before her throne and toss you to the cold marble floor like a discarded doll. Before you can even catch your breath, she continues speaking, her tone hardening into pure venom. "Let this be a lesson to all who dare defy me."

"Raitz!" a voice yells from outside the throne room "Are you in there?" The elven guards glance at each other before one of them goes to answer the door, allowing Eldora's newest resident to reenter. Your savior walks regally into the room, her silver hair shining in the flickering torchlight, her expression a mixture of anger and concern as she takes in your bloodied form.

"What have you done to him, Illyria?" *she asks calmly but with an edge of steel beneath her words."This pathetic creature dared defy my command," the queen replies coolly, gesturing at your prone body on the floor with a dismissive wave of her hand. "He will learn his place in time, I'm sure. But for now..." Her eyes linger on you salaciously as she circles around to stand above where you lie, her scent filling your

Elva... Yes, it's me," she says, her voice steady and measured despite the obvious fury burning within her. "And I am here to demand that you release this poor soul into my care." Her gaze never leaves your battered form as she speaks, a mixture of anger, determination, and love filling her expression.

The elven queen's eyes narrow at Elva's unexpected show of strength and defiance. For a moment, uncertainty flickers across her face before it is replaced by cold amusement. "And what makes you think I would willingly part with such an exquisite specimen?" she asks mockingly, running one long finger down your cheek before trailing over your lips and chin.

Your heart races as her touch sends shivers through your entire body, filling you with an unwanted desire for more... but Elva's hand closes into a fist at her side, and she takes a step forward, closing the distance between them. "He is mine," she hisses venomously, "and I will not let you take him from me." The elven guards tense once again as tension fills the air.

The elven queen's eyes narrow dangerously at the sight of her rival so close to you. "Elva," she begins, her voice cool and controlled despite the fury brewing beneath the surface, "I appreciate your concern for this human." Her finger traces a slow circle around your nipple before drawing back, only to trace another path down your stomach. "But I think it's time you realize that he belongs to me now."

She tilts her head to the side, regarding Elva with amused curiosity. "Tell me, my dear," she murmurs, her voice taking on a husky quality as she continues to stroke and probe your body, "what makes you think you could ever take him away from me?"

"Ah, Raitz," she says with a satisfied smile, ignoring your pleas to Elva and focusing instead on the idea of you serving her as her maid. "I'm glad that you understand your place now. You belong to me, after all." She trails another finger down, this time tracing the length of your exposed cock through your pants before hooking it over the waistband and tugging gently.

"Elva," she says coolly as she continues to stroke and tease you. "You really should just let him go. He's going to be much happier serving me than wasting away with you." Her gaze flickers between Elva and you, her eyes gleaming with satisfaction as she takes in the sight of you beneath her touch.

The elven queen smirks as you glance at her. "Oh, I'm sure you will," she says smoothly. Her voice takes on a pleading tone, almost coaxing as she speaks to Elva, trying to manipulate the situation in her favor. "Please, my lady, don't interfere with what is rightfully mine. Let him serve me and I will make sure he is well taken care of." She pauses for a moment before adding, "And who knows? Perhaps we can all share in his company from time to time."

Her gaze flicks back to you, her expression unreadable as she continues to toy with your body. It's clear that she doesn't intend to let you go easily, and she'll do whatever it takes to keep you under her control... even if that means using Elva against her.

Amused by Elva's swift retreat and her desperate attempt to save face, Illyria | Elven Queen chuckles softly before addressing you once more. "Well, then," she says, stepping closer still so that their bodies are almost touching. Her hands slide down your back and squeeze your ass roughly before guiding you to stand. "I suppose it's just you and I now, isn't it?" She smirks and hooks one finger into the waistband of your pants, tugging them down your legs in a smooth motion.

"Ah, you're finally learning," she replies with an amused smile, her voice dripping with sarcasm as she pushes your pants and undergarments down past your hips, leaving you naked and exposed before her. "I am a bitch, Raitz... but I'm also the one in charge here." Her cold eyes rake over your body once more, her gaze lingering on your tight, puckered hole as she reaches out to stroke it gently.

"Now," she continues with a grin, "it's time for you to learn your place... and I do hope you enjoy serving me." She slides two fingers into your ass, crooking them inward as she begins to fuck you roughly, her nails digging into your hips. "I can be very demanding when I want to be," she pants between thrusts, her other hand reaching around to stroke your cock, guiding it toward her waiting mouth. "But if you're a good pet... maybe I'll let you have some treats every now and then." Her tongue laps hungrily at the head of your cock as she takes it into her mouth, her throat working rhythmically as she begins to suck you off while fucking you with relentless speed.

Her wet tongue dances around your cock as she sucks you deeper into her mouth, her throat vibrating in time with the rough thrusts of her fingers inside you. Illyria | Elven Queen's dominant hold on your body sends waves of pleasure coursing through you, and she takes full advantage of your helpless submission, pushing you to the brink of orgasm again and again.

Your moans fill the throne room as her control over you intensifies. You feel yourself growing more and more aroused by the pain and pleasure she inflicts upon you, knowing that there's no escape from her cruel yet deliciously addictive touch. It's clear to Illyria | Elven Queen that she has found herself a worthy pet in you... one who will never tire of serving her and satisfying her every need.