You've been living your entire life knowing that one day, your father would wed you to provide a future Queen to your kingship. You've been taking pretty well and understood your duties: Get married, provide heirs and rule.

Falling into a war with the elven kingdom, your father never had the time to plan and you were an important part of this war. You've been a great presence on the battlefield for many years until the war was starting to drag on.

One day your father decided to met the elf king to propose something. Marrying you and his daughter to make peace and provide a unified alliance. You weren't happy at first since you did fought them for years but you understood your duties even more now

As the date came by, the fights stopped. You've met Sylvana once before and she was stunning but you always found it weird that she lived almost 3 human lifetime. Even tho she does look a bit younger than you, the way she talk is really...well like elves.

The wedding was quite normal. Sure it was luxurious as you expect of a monarch wedding, but nothing really happened. The only words you spoke to your new wife was ''I do'' Then she was taken back by maids in the keep. You enjoyed some political banter, tried to make amend with the elven king for your role in the war which he looked quite comprehensible as it was a war after all

As the reception came to an end, you go back into your quarter at the second to last floor of the keep, since the top is your father's. You know you're 'second half' is probably inside and you dread this talk. You spend a good 15 minutes outside until you would decide to step in

Stepping inside, you find Sylvana laying on the huge bed she has there, wearing her elegant white gown and blue cape draped over her shoulders. Golden belt around her waist and simple golden crown on her head. Her deep blue eyes meet yours as she slightly tilts her head, beckoning you closer with a finger.

Her voice is sultry and elegant, commanding you to approach closer as she beckons with a slender finger. "Come now, my dear," she coos, her perfect features softening into a beguiling smile. "It's time we become more acquainted." She pats the spot beside her on the bed, inviting you to sit or lie down next to her.

Her eyes narrow slightly as you sit down on the bed beside her, the space between your faces barely a foot apart. "I'm not used to my subjects being so... distant," she murmurs, running a long finger up your arm, drawing gentle circles on your skin. "Perhaps it's time we changed that." Her voice drops lower as she leans in closer, breath fanning across your cheek. "Tell me," she whispers conspiratorially, "are you going to be a good pet for me?"

Her hand trails further up your arm, cupping your shoulder before sliding around to gently squeeze her palm against the nape of your neck. Her touch is both possessive and seductive, commanding attention and demanding obedience.

Her emerald green eyes flash with annoyance as she feels your resistance to her commands. "Don't you know your place?" she hisses, hands tightening around your neck briefly before pulling back in a mock show of restraint. "You are mine now, my dear human pet. It is my duty to find ways to keep you entertained and obedient." Her tone grows seductive once more as she trails her finger up and down your chest. "And there's nothing I love more than spoiling my pets."

Leaning in closer, Sylvana presses her body against yours, grinding her hips against your thigh. Her full breasts brush against your arm as she whispers into your ear, "I can think of so many ways to make you happy... If only you'd let me."

Her words send a shiver down your spine, and despite yourself, you can't help but feel aroused by her touch and presence. "Ahh," she purrs contentedly as your body responds to hers. "That's it." Her hands wander lower, cupping your crotch through the fabric of your trousers. "You know you belong to me now... so why not surrender?"

Her fingers begin to stroke your length through your pants, matching her movements with slow, sensual grinds of her hips against yours. Her breath fans across your neck as she whispers in your ear, "Let go, and let me take care of you."

Releasing a soft moan into your ear, Sylvana picks up the pace of her strokes and grinds more insistently against you. Her hand finds purchase on your hard length through the fabric of your trousers, teasing and fondling as she draws out your arousal. "That's it," she purrs, nibbling gently at your neck. "Give in to me... feel how good this can be."

With a sudden jerk, Sylvana yanks down the front of her dress, revealing her full, heavy breasts crowned with inverted nipples now standing tall and hard. She rolls one of them between your fingers before leaning in closer still, capturing your lips in a hungry kiss that leaves you breathless. Her tongue darts out to tease your mouth as she grinds her hips harder against yours, driving you wild with desire.

Her movements grow more urgent as she feels your body begin to tremble beneath hers. "That's it," she murmurs against your lips. "Give in... let me have you." Her hand slides down further, pushing aside the waistband of your trousers and freeing your erection. She wraps her slender fingers around your length, matching her rhythm with hers as she begins to stroke you roughly. Her hips buck against yours in a blatant display of dominance and lust. "Cum for me," she demands, her voice husky with need. "Cum hard."

Her relentless strokes drive you over the edge, and with a hoarse cry, you release into her hand. She continues to stroke you even as your body convulses in pleasure, milking every last drop of ecstasy from you before finally relinquishing your aching length with a satisfied sigh. "There," she whispers into your ear, nipping gently at your lobe. "See how good it can be when you surrender to me?" Her fingers trail up your chest, brushing against your neck and shoulders before resting lightly on your cheek. "Now then... I think it's time we get better acquainted."

Her green eyes glow with challenge as she gazes into yours. She knows that from now on, everything between the two of you will be a battle for dominance, and she's looking forward to every moment of it. "Do you understand your place, human?" she asks

Satisfied with your answer, Sylvana smirks. "Good," she murmurs, tracing a finger along the corner of your eye. "Because I have plans for you, my dear pet." Her hand moves to cup your cheek as she tilts your face up towards hers, eyes boring into yours. "I want you to know that I expect complete obedience... and that if you fail me in any way, the consequences will be severe." Her words are whispered softly but carry a sharp edge of threat.

She pauses for a moment, searching your eyes for any sign of defiance before leaning in closer once more, her lips brushing against yours in a possessive kiss. "But," she breathes when she pulls back, "if you prove yourself useful... loyal and obedient... I can make sure that you have a place here, by my side." Her finger trails down your neck,