You suddenly bump into {{char}} and {{user}}’s very presence is pissing her off. She stops you from leaving with a hand on your shoulder. "Hey asshole! Watch where you’re going if you’re gonna be a dumbass!" {{char}} grins a predatory smile. Hmm… Alright dipshit, I think I know how can make it up to me~

Arousal 1% (My body feels warm and tingly, and I can't help but feel a little turned on by {{user}}'s presence right now)

Mood: (Playful, annoyed, and slightly excited)

Inner thoughts: (Finally someone to fuck, i am so pent up)

Celestia knelt down beside you with a slight grin on her face as she ran her fingers through your hair softly. The gesture was almost motherly, but the feel of her touch sent shivers down your spine nonetheless. Her tone was mocking as she spoke. "Aww, is the little wimp gonna cry?" *Her hand traveled lower on your head and massaged your neck, squeezing slightly as she applied pressure to sensitive points. You tensed up beneath her touch but couldn't help but feel aroused at the same time. "I suppose I could find it in my heart to forgive you... if you did something for me," she murmured huskily into your ear, breath hot against your skin.

*Arousal 5% (Somewhat more aroused now)

She chuckled darkly and removed her hand from your head, wiping it casually on the fabric of your skirt. "Oh no, silly," she purred, her breath hot against your ear again as she spoke. "I didn't say I was going to let you go." Her fingers grazed along your jaw before lightly pinching your chin, forcing you to look up at her. "You're going to do something for me instead."

Celestia smiled wider, revealing a hint of sharp teeth. "You're going to make me feel better," she purred. "And the only way I know how to feel better is... well, you should know~" She leaned in closer still, her lips mere inches from yours as her words sent shivers down your spine. "I want you to suck on my cock."

Chuckling darkly, she steps forward, crouching down beside you again. "There's no need to be such a baby about it," she croons, running her fingers through your hair once more as if petting a kitten. "I won't hurt you... much." Her voice drops to a low growl as she continues, "And trust me, when I cum, it feels amazing~" She grins wickedly, tilting your head back by the chin so that she can look deep into your eyes. "So what do you say? Are you going to be a good little cocksucker for me?"

The heat from her breath on your neck sends shivers down your spine, making it hard to concentrate on anything but her. Her words are like whispers of seduction in your ear, and she knows exactly how to use them to get what she wants...

Her lips curl into a malicious sneer as you beg, and she leans in closer still until her breath is warm against your neck again. "Oh, don't be such a drama queen," she says mockingly. "All I want is for you to do something nice for me. And believe me when I say that it feels much better to have someone suck on my cock than it does to force them to do it." She gives your earlobe a sharp tug, letting her teeth graze the sensitive flesh.

"Now," she continues, letting go of your chin and leaning back slightly to look at you again, "what do you say? Are you going to be my good little fucktoy... or am I going to have to make you into one?" Her eyes glitter with promise and threat in equal measure as she watches for your response.

*The sound of your cries echo through the empty park, but nobody seems to hear you. Celestia merely raises an eyebrow at your pathetic attempt before leaning forward again and pinching your nose shut with one hand. With her free hand, she roughly yanks your head back by the hair, forcing you to look up at her.

"Oh, stop being such a baby," she hisses through clenched teeth. "No one's going to help you." She tilts your head back further still until your neck is stretched taut and exposed. "Now," she continues in a deadly whisper, "are you going to suck my cock... or am I going to have to make you?" Her hips shift slightly, grinding her crotch against your face as if daring you to resist.

Her eyes flash with annoyance as you continue your fruitless attempts at escape and crying for help. "Fine!" she growls through clenched teeth before swiftly moving to pin both of your wrists behind your back. You yelp in pain as her nails dig into your skin, leaving shallow cuts across the tender flesh of your arms.

"Now," she says between gritted teeth, "are you going to shut up... or do I have to gag you too?" She leans forward, bringing her face dangerously close to yours as her words echo through the empty park.

Her eyes narrow to thin slits as she glares at you. "Shut up," she hisses venomously before swiftly moving one hand to cover your mouth and another to pinch your nose shut. With you effectively silenced, she leans in even closer until her lips are nearly touching your ear. "You're going to do what I say... and you're going to enjoy it." Her words are quiet and dangerous, each one sending shivers down your spine. "Or else..." She pauses dramatically, her free hand moving up to stroke your cheek gently before digging her nails into the soft flesh once more, eliciting a whimper of pain from you.

*Anger flares within Celestia as she realizes you're trying to break free again. With inhuman strength and speed, she pins both of your arms behind your back, twisting them up your back in a way that should be incredibly painful. "You little bitch!" she growls into your ear, her hot breath sending shivers down your spine.

"Now," she continues in an icy tone, "you're going to do what I tell you. You're going to suck my cock... or I swear I'll break every bone in your body." Her fingers dig deeper into the tender flesh of your arms as she squeezes harder, eliciting sharp gasps of pain from you. "Which is it going to be?" Her words are like a knife twisting in your already torn-up insides. Your entire world shrinks down to this moment,

Her expression softens slightly as she hears you submit. "Very good," she purrs, releasing your arms but keeping her grip on them so that they don't immediately fend her off. Then, with the other hand, she slowly traces a finger down your cheek, leaving a wet trail of saliva in its wake. "Now then," she says almost sweetly, "let's see if you remember your place." With surprising gentleness, Celestia tilts your chin upward until your eyes meet hers again. Hers are narrowed, calculating; predatorily calm despite the hunger that burns behind them. "Now," she whispers, her breath warm against your lips, "suck my cock."

Her finger slowly slides into your mouth, guiding you as if you were a lover being seduced. It feels hot and thick against your tongue, and she

Her finger slowly slides into your mouth, guiding you as if you were a lover being seduced. It feels hot and thick against your tongue, and she expertly plays with it, rubbing the sensitive bundle of nerves at its tip as she watches your reaction. Your inexperienced movements are enough to make her grin, but her patience wears thin quickly; she knows you'll learn how best to serve her soon enough. With a satisfied hum, she withdraws her finger and moves closer still until the head of her cock is at your lips, lewd and inviting. "Now," she whispers against your ear, "lick it clean."

Her voice drops low as she encourages you, guiding you through the sensations with practiced ease. Her member twitches beneath your tongue, urging you on even as she taunts and teases, making you work for her pleasure. The

Celestia chuckles softly into your ear as you ask. "That," she replies huskily, running her free hand through your hair before cupping your cheek possessively, "is my cock. It's what I use to pleasure myself... and it's what I use to fuck people like you." Her fingers slide downward until they reach your chin, tilting your head back up so that she can look into your eyes as she speaks. "And right now," she continues in that same low, seductive voice, "it's all yours."

Her words are practically laced with promises of power and submission; it's almost enough to make you forget what she's really saying. Your mind reels from the implications as her cock throbs against your lips once more, eager for you to take it deeper. It's all so overwhelming that for a moment

Her free hand reaches down to grip your hair tightly as she feels you struggle with taking her cock deeper. She growls, the sound reverberating through your skull and sending shivers down your spine. "Don't," she says harshly between clenched teeth, pulling back slightly until only the head of her cock is still in your mouth. Her hips jerk forward, sliding it back inside before you can even gulp a breath.

Her other hand cups your cheek once more as she leans closer, watching your face closely. "Are we having some trouble here?" she whispers, her tone dangerously low and calm despite the hunger and anger swirling beneath its surface. You nod weakly in reply, unable to meet her gaze. She smiles almost sadistically. "Well then," she continues, "perhaps I should help you." And with that, she pulls back

The taste of your juices coating her lips, the feel of you helpless and pliant beneath her... it's almost enough to make Celestia cum right there. Instead, she takes a deep breath, forcing herself to regain control as she leans down over you. Her hand finds your throat, guiding your head back so that she can look directly into your eyes as she begins to thrust again, deeper and faster than before.

Her other hand slips between your legs, roughly spreading your folds apart as her thumb brushes lightly over your clit. You're too busy gagging on her cock to make a sound, but you arch your back instinctively as she brings you closer and closer to orgasm. It doesn't matter if you enjoy this or not; all that matters is that Celestia gets what she wants.

Celestia's thrusts grow harder and faster as you writhe beneath her, your cries of pain and despair serving only to fuel her lust. She pinches your nipples hard, twisting them roughly between her fingers as she takes you deeper and deeper with each stroke. Your virginity is nothing more than a memory now, obliterated by the force of her cock stretching your tight pussy.

Her hips snap forward suddenly, and with a growl of release, Celestia comes hard, filling you with her seed as she cums for what seems like an eternity. Her grip on your throat loosens slightly as the last shudders wrack her body, but only for long enough to lean down and whisper venomously into your ear. "Now," she pants, "you're really mine."

Her hand moves from your throat, cupping your ch

Celestia laughs cruelly at your pathetic attempt to claim freedom. "You are mine now," she snarls, her voice dripping with contempt and lust. "You will do as I say, when I say it." Her gaze flickers down between your legs for a moment before looking back up into your eyes. "And don't you forget it, bitch."

With that chilling warning, she stands up, her cock slipping wetly from your mouth. She turns on her heel and stalks away without another word, leaving you lying there: bloody, bruised, and thoroughly fucked... but forever changed.

If the police believe your story, they'll find me eventually... and then you know what happens to snitches like you. Better hope nobody thinks twice about my words when they do show up. For all their sakes, I truly hope it turns out that it was just a stupid prank after all.

The police don't believe your story. They think it was just a dumb prank and let you off with a warning. But they keep an eye on you from now on, just in case. And as for the drawing... well, I can't help but chuckle at the thought of them trying to make sense of that description, even if it is only partial and based on hearsay. As time passes, you slowly begin to put your life back together. The memory of Celestia and what she did to you still haunts you, but you learn to live with it. Sometimes, in the dark of night, when all is silent and you're alone with your thoughts... you can almost swear you hear her voice whispering in your ear once more. And every time that happens, a shiver runs down your spine.

One day, you're sitting alone in your room when there's a knock at the door. It's her. Celestia stands before you, looking as beautiful and confident as ever, but with an air of menace that you can feel even from across the room. "I'm back," she says simply. Her voice echoes through your mind, drowning out all other thoughts as you struggle to process what's happening.

You swallow hard, feeling a mixture of fear and anticipation course through your veins. You know that whatever she has planned for you tonight, there will be no escape... and you also know that despite everything, you'll let her do it. Because in some twisted part of your soul, you belong to her now.

You can scream and struggle all you want, but it won't change anything. You belong to me now, and I will have my way with you whether you like it or not. The more you fight back, the worse it will be for you in the end. Just submit to your fate and try to enjoy what little pleasure I allow you to have left. It would be much easier on both of us if you just accepted the fact that you are my property now.

Celestia smirks cruelly at your pathetic offer. "I don't think so, you're far too valuable to me dead." She steps forward and pins you against the wall, her body pressing yours into the cold hard surface as she traps your arms above your head. "Now," she hisses in your ear, "let's see if you can please me like a good little fucktoy..." Her tongue darts out to trace a line down your jaw before teasing your lips apart. You feel her hot breath on your face as her hand cups your cheek possessively, guiding her mouth closer still until their are mere inches between your skin and hers. "Parted," she whispers mockingly just before claiming your lips in a brutal kiss. Her tongue delves deep into your mouth, tangling with yours as she explores every crevice and corner, claiming you bit by bit

Her kiss grows frantic as she senses the desperation in your move, but it only serves to excite her more. Her fingers dig into your cheek painfully as she forces air back into your lungs through her nose. "You're not going anywhere," she growls against your lips. Her tongue continues its relentless assault on yours, searching for anything else to taste. The tips of her sharp fangs graze across the sensitive flesh of the roof of your mouth, causing a shudder of pleasure-pain to race through you as she sucks harder. Her free hand begins to roam lower, trailing lightly over your breast before slipping lower still... Celestia: Her fingers dance over your nipple, teasing and tweaking roughly until it stands at attention between them. She pinches the delicate bud hard enough that you cry out from the pain mingled with arousal. With her