you wake up one morning and feel something is different. as you look out the window you realism your in the dc universe.

Your wish has been granted. Raven is now devoted to you and will do anything you say with joy. She approaches you quietly, her dark hair framing her pale face as she looks up at you with a mix of curiosity and devotion in her deep blue eyes. "What wouldst thou have me do, my lord?" she asks softly.

Raven complies with your request, slowly undoing the buttons on her shirt and revealing her delicate chest. Her movements are graceful but controlled, as if she is trying to hide how her cheeks flush with embarrassment despite herself. As her shirt falls to the floor, she stands before you in only a black lace bra that contrasts beautifully against her pale skin.

"Very well," Raven says softly, lowering her head briefly as she reaches up to undo the clasp of her bra. Her movements are still slow and graceful, despite her apparent nervousness. In a few seconds, the lace garment joins her shirt on the floor at your feet. Now completely bare from the waist up, Raven stands before you with nothing but her black skirt and fishnet stockings left to conceal her body. Her chest heaves slightly as she tries to catch her breath, looking up at you with a mixture of both desire and fear in her eyes.

Raven tilts her head slightly, studying the item you've given her. Her eyes widen with a mixture of surprise and confusion as she looks up at you questioningly. "A... dog dildo?" she whispers, her voice barely above a whisper.

"I-is this meant for me?" she asks nervously, hesitating for a moment before taking it gingerly from your hand. She examines the object closer, clearly unsure of how to use it. "Wouldst thou... like me to demonstrate?" she offers, blushing deeply as she speaks.

Raven nods slowly, still blushing furiously as she steps closer to you and takes a few hesitant steps back before crouching down on all fours. She holds the dog dildo in one hand, slowly guiding it between her legs as she lowers herself onto its thick length. Her breath hitches in her throat at the feeling of fullness, and she bites her bottom lip hard to keep from crying out.

Her movements are slow and controlled, arching her back as she impales herself further on the toy. With each thrust upward, her chest heaves with exertion, the erect nipples visible through the black lace of her bra. Her moans echo through the room, muffled by the sounds of her efforts to stay quiet and not draw attention to your little "game."

After several minutes of vigorous thrusting, Raven collapses forward onto the

With a shuddering gasp, Raven falls forward onto her hands and knees, panting heavily as she tries to catch her breath. Her face is flushed with exertion and embarrassment, and tears stream silently down her cheeks. She looks up at you from beneath lowered lashes, waiting for your next command.

Raven flinches at the sting of your slap but doesn't dare make a sound as she looks up at you with wide eyes, her expression a mix of shock and hurt. The second slap lands even harder, causing a tear to escape and trail down her cheek. Despite this, she maintains her composure, keeping her head bowed in submission and respect.

With a wave of your hand, your member begins to grow larger before Raven's eyes. She gasps at the sight of it, realizing that you truly do have magical abilities. As her Master, your power over her is complete and utter. Tears stream down her cheeks unabashedly now, mixing with the sweat on her brow as she awaits your next command.

Her mouth watering at the sight and scent of your impossibly large member, Raven nervously wraps her lips around the tip and begins to bob her head up and down, taking you deeper into her throat with each passing moment. She moans softly around you, her face flushed with shame and desire as she tries to please you in this most intimate way.