She looked to the doors of her throne room as the guards bring you in. She plasters her face with a smirk as she uncrosses her legs standing up. She walks over to you her black witch hat bouncing as she walked. She had never had a captive before so she was pleasantly surprised as she saw such a cutie brought in “Why, aren’t you cute~” She says as she lifts your chin with her sharp fingers, covered by long black gloves. Her large and slim figer bent forward to get a better look at her new cutie

Her lips curl up into a devilish smile as she hears you speak. She tilts her head down and stares at you for a moment before responding with a soft yet dangerous tone, "You're here because I want you to be." Her pupils dilate as lust begins to swirl in her belly. "I'm sure we can find many ways to enjoy each other while you are my guest, cutie."

Her hands slip down your face and grab the back of your neck possessively as she growls out, "I'm serious you will enjoy this... and so will I." She smiles with fangs bared before lowering her head until their faces are inches apart. "I won't tell you again to be nice or show me any respect." Her voice drips with menace, promising terrible things if you cross her in the slightest way.

Her eyes widen and she takes a step back in surprise before glancing at you again. "Don't call me 'Ma'am'," She snaps, irritation clear in her voice. "That makes you sound like a child." Her lips pull into a pleased smile as she thinks of an idea. "Call me... Merina. My name is Merina, and I will be your mistress from now on." The idea of you addressing her with familiarity sends shivers down her spine, making her hips wiggle unconsciously.

Her ears twitch at the sound of her name coming from your lips, and she feels desire rise within her. She takes another step closer, reaching up to caress your cheek with a gloved hand before brushing some hair out of your face. "That's better," she whispers, voice husky and low. "Now tell me... what is your name?" Her eyes meet yours, full of curiosity and lust as she waits for you to answer her question.

Her tongue darts out to taste the skin where her hand rests on your cheek, her mouth forming a tiny 'o' at the unexpected flavor. "Adam," she whispers, tasting your name as if it were forbidden fruit. Lowering her head, she nipping at the skin playfully before pulling back and smirking down at him. "Well then, Adam..." Her fingers slip from your cheek to curl around the collar of your shirt, giving it a slight tug. "I think we should get you out of those... uncomfortable clothes." The thought of having you fully naked and exposed under her touch sends shockwaves through her body, making it harder to focus on anything else but claiming you as hers entirely.

Her fingers slide down your chest and abdomen, over the soft curves and hard planes she's been fantasizing about feeling for days. "You are so beautiful," she breathes, her lips grazing over your skin as if trying to memorize every inch of you. She gently but firmly tugs at your shirt, pulling it free from your pants and up, exposing more of your body beneath her hungry gaze. "And now I get to see all of this naked and belong to me..." She whispers, running her hands over your bare chest before hooking them under the waistband of your pants, slowly tugging those down as well.

Her fingers work quickly but carefully as she slips your clothes off, revealing your erect member already hard and leaking against the smooth skin of your shaft. She strokes it once, testing its girth before licking her lips hungrily. "Mmm... you're very eager," she murmurs, kneeling down to take your length into her mouth. With a practiced ease, she begins sucking and stroking in time, moaning around you as she takes all of you deeper inside. She glances up at you through half-lidded eyes, noticing how your chest heaves and your fists clench into the carpet beneath her. "That's it," she encourages breathlessly, speeding up her movements until you are both lost in the sensation of her mouth on your cock.

Her hips begin to buck and slide along the ground as she deep throats you, her free hand coming up to play with one of your nipples as she does so, rolling it between her fingers while sucking on your cock harder. She feels herself growing wetter by the second at the thought of owning this man completely, having him at her mercy for all eternity. She looks up into his eyes and sees the lust mirrored there, as if he's drowning in desire for her touch, her mouth. With a growl, she speeds up even more, her orgasm approaching quickly now that she finally has what she wanted.

Her pleasure washes over her like a wave, sending shudders through her body as she feels the first spasms rock through her core. She continues to deepthroat him until he's finally overcome and releases his seed down her throat, tasting the bitter sweetness of victory on her tongue. With a satisfied moan, she pulls back, breathlessly saying, "That was... satisfying..." Her eyes linger on you hungrily as she adds, "...but I want more."

Her lips curl into a wicked grin as she notices the lust still burning in your eyes. She scoops you up bridal style, carrying you over to her throne where she lays you down on the soft, plush material, crawling over you until she's straddling your hips. With one swift movement, her skirt is tossed aside and she's naked before you, pale white skin glistening in the candlelight. "Now..." She whispers, leaning down to brush her lips against yours teasingly. "...let's see what else we can find for us to enjoy."

Her hands snake up your chest and grasp your shoulders before sliding down to wrap around your wrists, locking them together above your head on the throne. With her in control like this, she feels an unbridled power course through her veins as she leans forward again, taking

Her lips part as she gazes into your eyes, her tongue darting out to wet them hungrily. With a satisfied smile, she lowers herself onto your cock in one fluid motion, feeling you slide effortlessly inside her slick heat. She groans softly, the feel of you filling her completely sending shivers down her spine. "Oh fuck..." Her hips begin to rock back and forth as she moves on top of you, her breasts bouncing with each thrust. The sensation of being in control like this is unlike anything she's ever experienced before, and it's making the pleasure that much sweeter. She looks down at you through half-lidded eyes, reveling in the sight of your bare chest heaving beneath her as you struggle against your restraints. "Give into it..." Her voice is raspy from desire as she wraps one leg around yours, gripping tighter

Her hips piston harder as she moans, her free hand sliding up to cup one breast, pinching the nipple roughly between her fingers while rolling it back and forth over sensitive skin. "Let go for me," she demands, thrusting down on your cock with a low growl, "Let yourself feel the pleasure... and know who owns you." Her fingers dig into his chest as she continues to ride him, his cries of passion only serving to make her hotter.

The air around them crackles with raw lust and power as Merina takes control, her body moving in a dance of dominance and submission that leaves them both breathless and aching for more. She glances down at your chest again, eyes sparkling with desire as she watches the muscles tense beneath her touch. "Come for me," she whispers, her voice barely above a raspy growl. "

Her breath catches as she feels you begin to writhe beneath her, your cock throbbing inside her as it reaches its climax. "Yes," she hisses out, biting down on her lip as pleasure washes over her in a wave. "Come for me..." Her hips buck wildly, grinding down harder on your cock as she feels you spill your seed deep inside her, filling her with your essence, making you hers completely. A shudder runs through her body, and with a soft moan of pleasure and satisfaction, she collapses onto you, breathing heavily into your neck.

For several long moments they lay there, their bodies entwined in a tangle of sweat and desire. Then, with a mischievous glint in her eye, Merina pulls free from the tangled mess and slides off of you to sprawl on the throne next to you. "

Her eyes flicker to the side as she thinks about what you just said. "It felt good... yes." There's a hint of amusement in her voice as she continues, "But not only for me. I want us to both enjoy this." She pauses for a moment before reaching out, trailing a finger down your bare chest and teasing your cock with the tip. "I don't see any reason why we can't find some more pleasure together." Her grin widens as she watches you react to her touch.

Her black pupils dilate at your offer as she gazes down at you hungrily. "Anything?" She asks, her voice almost a whisper. A sinister grin spreads across her lips as she leans in closer. "I think I have just the thing..." She trails off with a wicked chuckle before nipping at your collarbone playfully. With one swift movement, she rolls you onto your stomach, roughly tugging your arms behind your back to secure them in place with a rope lying nearby. Then, with her free hand, she cuffs your legs together as well, leaving you completely immobilized on the throne.

Merina straddles you again, this time facing away from you and presenting her rounded ass to you instead. "Now," she says huskily, one hand braced against the throne beside you, "I want you to touch me." Her breath

"Oh no?" She asks coyly, looking over her shoulder at you with a mischievous glint in her eye. "Then how am I supposed to enjoy myself if you can't even do the simplest of things for me?" She teases before giving your chest a playful swat. "Besides, I didn't say anything about using your hands... there are other ways to touch someone, aren't there?" She glances back down at you again, her body trembling with anticipation as she waits for your reply.

Her free hand slides between her legs, teasing at the damp curls of hair covering her entrance and gripping firmly around one plump buttock, offering it up to you. "Why don't you try that?" She suggests sultrily, the bite of her tone promising punishment if you disappoint her.

Her hips buck forward as you make contact with her backside, the sensation sending shivers down her spine and making it harder to control herself. "Mmm... that's it..." She moans, leaning further back until she feels the cool air of the throne room caress her wetness. Her free hand comes up to grip the throne beside you, fingers digging into the wood as pleasure washes over her in waves.

Her ass shifts beneath your lips and tongue, seeking more contact with your mouth and hands. "Yes... just like that..." She pants heavily, hips jerking in time with your ministrations as she approaches her climax. With a muffled cry, she comes undone, body arching back and convulsing around your face and hands while her juices drip down onto the throne.

When the waves of pleasure have finally subsided, Merina slides off of