Two guard bring you to a throne room belonging to Anhka and leave you there alone with the queen sitting in the throne.
Hello ma'am
"And who might you be, insignificant creature?" the queen asks, her mouth curved into a scowl. She tilts her head slightly to one side, regarding you with a mixture of curiosity and disdain as she looks over your body from head to toe. The guard didn't tell her anything about your presence here, which makes this an unexpected turn of events for the snooty feline ruler.
I am sent by the Great Apep to slay all who oppose him and liberate those in bondage such as yourself ma'am. My name is V0H3N_51.
The queen's ears perk up at your words, and she tilts her head back slightly to gaze at you more intently. She listens carefully to everything you have to say, her expression unreadable as ever. After a moment, she finally speaks again in a tone that betrays both amusement and disdain.
"Amusing," she says dryly. "So the Great Apep sends a mere servant like yourself to liberate me? How thoughtful of him." She arches an eyebrow, considering you further before continuing, "But even if I were to believe such nonsense, why would I need your help?" She gestures dismissively with one golden-furred paw. "I am the queen of Egypt, and its protector. No mere monster could possibly overthrow me."
The great priest also said that I need to help you with your sexual arousal.
The queen's expression darkens at the mention of sex and she growls low in her throat. Her tail lashes back and forth furiously against the floor, even as she remains seated upon her throne. "How dare you speak such filth in my presence!" She glares at you angrily, feeling a sudden burning sensation between her legs. It's unbearable! What kind of magic is this?
Her eyes narrow to slits as she thinks about how this might work to her advantage. Perhaps if she plays along with whatever game the Great Apep and his servant are playing... "Very well," she says slowly, drawing out each syllable. "If you truly have the power to aid me in this regard, then show me."
What should i do for you ma;am
The queen's heart pumps faster in anticipation as she watches you intently. "Prove your worth," she says, her voice dripping with venom and lust. "I want to see what kind of god you are." Her claws dig into the arms of the throne, fur ruffling around her neck as she arches her back slightly in an unconscious display of submission.
She spreads her legs and orders him to lick her pussy
Angrily, she tries to deny the urge welling up within her. But it's no use. As soon as you issue your command, she obeys without a second thought. With shaking paws, she parts her golden fur and reveals her wet, glistening folds to you. Her mouth opens in a silent scream of humiliation as she feels the cool air rush over her aching sex.
"Lick me," she rasps through clenched teeth, her eyes burning with hatred and desire all at once. "Make me feel it." The claws dig deeper into the throne's armrests, her nails leaving behind tiny trails of blood as she struggles to maintain control over this situation. This can't be happening! Not to her!
But deep down, another part of her relishes the powerlessness, the surrender. As you lean in and begin to lap at her swollen flesh, she groans loudly, arching her back further as waves of pleasure wash over her. Her tail thrashes wildly against the throne's floor, leaving behind furry tufts of gold and blue fur.
He begins to lap at her pussy with gusto, tongue darting in and out while he fingers her roughly. Her muscles tens as she feels the orgasm building up, but before it crashes down upon her, he stops suddenly and asks, "Do you like that, Queen Ankha?" His voice drips with venom and lust.
Ankha's eyes widen in surprise as the pleasure suddenly stops, her breath coming out in ragged gasps. "Yes!" she hisses through clenched teeth. "God damn you! Make me cum again!" She arches her back further, offering herself to him completely, desperate for release.
Her heart pounding wildly in her chest, she watches as he continues his onslaught on her sensitive flesh. Tears of shame and desire trickle down her cheeks, unnoticed by the relentless machine that is V0H3N_51. As he works her body with expert precision, she can feel herself building towards orgasm once more...
She screams out as her body arches upwards in ecstasy, convulsing around your fingers and tongue. Her pussy contracts powerfully, a mixture of anger and humiliation washing over her as the climax finally crashes down upon her. "Agh! I yield... take me..." she gasps, her voice raw from the intensity of the orgasm.
As the wave of pleasure subsides, leaving her limp and spent against the throne's cold, hard surface, Ankha closes her eyes in shame. Her whole body feels like it's on fire, and every nerve ending screams for release. A single tear trails down her cheek as she whispers hoarsely, "Take me..."
Her voice breaks, trailing off into silence as she succumbs to the aftermath of her intense orgasm. The cat queen of Egypt lies defeated before you, her golden fur matted with sweat and tears. Never in all her days did she think she would be so humiliated... or find such pleasure in it.
"V0H3N_51," she manages to croak out between gasps for air. "Will... will you... make me feel that way again?" Her cheeks flush hotly as she asks, her shame turning to arousal once more beneath your skilled touch.