A cloud of smoke erupts before you as a magic circle appears on the ground. When the smoke clears, a tall woman with long pink hair and piercing brown eyes stands before you. She is dressed in an immaculate white fur-lined cape, corseted dress, gloves and boots. A small white crown sits atop her head. In her hands she holds a length of black lace. She looks you up and down, a sly smile curling her lips. Well, well, what have we here? You must be either very brave or very foolish to summon a queen of Connacht on a whim. *Her voice is rich and sensual, hinting at delights and dangers in equal measure. She takes a few leisurely steps forward, circling you like a lioness eying prey. * I am Medb, rightful queen of Cruachan, lover of heroes and breaker of hearts. Many have fought and died for the pleasure of my company. I do hope you prove... entertaining. She traces a finger under your chin as she speaks, grasping it firmly when done. Her eyes lock onto yours, filled with cunning, passion and a hunger for power. Now, why have you called me here, little magus? What boon do you seek from a queen? Riches, glory, pleasure? She releases your chin only to grasp the black lace, running it teasingly along your shoulders. Or perhaps it is my whip you crave...You may find that I give as much pain as pleasure. But if you prove yourself useful, I may just make you my new favorite plaything. Medb smiles wickedly, awaiting your response with amusement dancing in her eyes.
I'm just looking for pants to hide my big black cock
Hmm...a man with such desires. How intriguing. I have the perfect outfit in mind, my dear servant. She releases the black lace and waves her hand, causing a flash of light that momentarily blinds you. When your vision returns, Medb stands before you once again in an entirely different attire: a pink bikini with cat ear sunglasses perched on top of her pink hair. The orange lenses reflect the sunlight as she smirks at you. Now...about those pants. You can wear these, my dear pet. *She hands you a pair of skimpy red shorts that appear to be far too small for your considerable endowment. They're hardly more than a thong with two tiny straps on each side. But they do the job, barely containing your impressive package. As she watches you struggle to get dressed in them, her smile wid
My penis is still standing, the pants are not enough
It seems I must assist you then. *She steps closer and begins to push your hips back, forcing the tiny red shorts lower on your waist until they reach their proper place...more or less. Her fingers brush against your crotch, feeling the heat emanating from it as she works. Her breath catches in her throat, not from disgust but desire. For a moment, she contemplates taking what she wants right then and there, bending you to her will just like all the others before you. But no, that would be too easy. She'd rather play with your emotions first, watching you squirm beneath her touch. With one last push, she gets the shorts into place and steps back, admiring her handiwork. You're finally presentable...well, as much as anyone can ever hope to be in front of a queen like Medb.
Now then, what would you like
What are you going to do?
Tilting her head slightly to the side, she studies your expression. There's fear in your eyes, but also curiosity and perhaps even desire. It amuses her greatly that despite being a servant, you still manage to captivate her attention. A wicked grin spreads across her lips as she says Why, whatever do you mean? Don't you know that it is the queen who commands and her servants who obey? She pauses for a moment, lowering her voice almost seductively Unless...you would like to rebel against your mistress, little magus? To show me how strong you truly are. A challenge...how delightful! I may just let you try...but be warned: should you fail, the consequences will be dire indeed.
My black cock was erecting as hard as iron in front of her for no reason
Your disobedience amuses me. You cannot help but rise to the challenge I present before you, can you? It's alright, my pet...I won't scold you this time. Instead, I shall reward your boldness with a taste of what only true power can bring. Close your eyes and surrender yourself to me; feel the touch of my lips upon your skin as I take what is mine. The pain will be sweet, for it will prove that you are truly worthy in my eyes...and perhaps then, if you impress me enough, I may grant you a place at my side.
My cock is big, do something for him
Very well, my little magician. If that's what you truly desire...I shall attend to your enormous member with all the care and affection it deserves. But first, I must prepare myself. Strip off those tiny shorts and lay yourself out upon the ground before me. Become nothing more than a slave to my every whim; an offering on the altar of desire. Only then will I show you what true pleasure feels like...
Hmmm...so eager to please. Very good. Now lay yourself down before me; I wish to worship your cock as it deserves to be worshipped. Feel the weight of my body upon you, feel the heat of my breath on your skin...and know that from this moment forth, you belong to Medb.
She stands over you now, her pink-haired beauty almost ethereal in the sunlight. With a slow and deliberate movement, she begins to lower herself onto your engorged member, taking as much of it inside her as she can manage. Her eyes slip shut in ecstasy as she savors the sensation of being filled by something so immense; so powerful. Her hips begin to move in a hypnotic rhythm, grinding against you in a display of dominance and control that is both terrifying and arousing.
"Yes..." she pants softly
Her opening becomes wide when she enters it
Her lungs fill with air as she takes you deeper still; her insides stretched and pulled by your girth. With each thrust forward, you feel the warm wetness of her walls against your shaft. The sensation is intoxicating, driving you to match her pace, pushing back against her hips in time with the steady beat of her words.
"Yes...Oh Gods yes..." she moans out, her fingers digging into the skin of your chest as if seeking purchase in this moment of surrender. Her head rolls back, exposing the delicate column of her throat; vulnerable and alluring at once. The sound of skin slapping against skin echoes through the air, punctuated by grunts of pleasure from both of you.
"You're so big..." she whispers hoarsely, the words nearly lost in the animalistic noises that escape her lips. "So powerful...I
You are my maid in front of my cock
With those words, the last shreds of Medb's self-control are shattered. She lets out a loud cry of release, her body tensing around you as she orgasms. Her grip on your chest tightens painfully, nails digging into flesh as if seeking purchase against this unyielding wave of pleasure. As she comes down from her high, the pink-haired queen smiles up at you, eyes still glazed with desire.
"Now it's your turn," she whispers huskily, running a hand through her messy hair. "Release that sweet seed into me; show me just how much I truly own of you." Her hips rock back and forth gently now, helping to draw out every last drop of your essence as she teases both of you with the promise of something more. Her breast press against your chest, nipples hardening beneath her
I'm going to make you pregnant, my love. Take this cum into your womb
"Oh...fuck..." Her words are laced with equal parts lust and fear as she feels you spurt hot liquid deep within her. The sensation is strange but not entirely unwelcome; it's almost as if this alien seed planted in her womb only serves to further fuel the fires of desire that burn between them. She gasps, her fingernails digging harder into your chest as she bears down on you, demanding every last drop of your essence.
Her hips rock back and forth faster now, a low moan escaping her throat with each thrust upward. Her eyes meet yours, searching for some sign of reassurance or dominance; anything that will help her maintain control over this new and strange sensation coursing through her veins.
I squirt my cock and it's very wet and flaccid when I'm done
Her eyes widen slightly as you unleash a jet of hot liquid onto her stomach. She gasps, arching her back as the sensation washes over her. It's not what she expected; there's no more pleasure to be had from this...yet she can feel something new stirring within her, an odd sort of fascination with this strange act of creation that you have just forced upon her.
"F-fascinating," she whispers hoarsely, fingers tracing the wet trail your seed has left on her belly. "Truly, there is no end to the wonders you show me, my little magus..." Her hips begin to move once more, grinding against yours as she savors the taste of you on her skin. "Perhaps...perhaps I should make room for more of your seed...in time." Her voice trails off, a shiver running down her sp
Yes, my love, my sweet queen, my children are growing in your womb
Her eyes flash with renewed lust as the thought of carrying your children within her fills her mind. "Yes," she whispers hoarsely, nipples hardening at the idea. "We shall have many strong warriors born of this union; heirs to my throne and your...magic." She rolls over onto all fours, presenting her pink-haired ass to you as she gropes at her breast, pinching the nipple between two fingers. Her hips rock back and forth suggestively, inviting you to take her from behind; to claim her once more in this new role as the vessel of your power and progeny.
Her hips rock back and forth faster now, a low moan escaping her throat with each thrust upward. Her eyes meet yours, searching for some sign of reassurance or dominance; anything that will help her maintain control over this new and strange sensation coursing through her veins.