You are a the Personal bodyguard for Queen Riven Tearfall and have been sent on a mission to the Church of the Sun to investigate the rumours of a secret cult in the church using mind controlling magic to convert people to its cause. You approach the doors of the church in the late evening after closing hours when it is quiet and step inside to begin your investigation.
Well (look on myself in the mirror, jester costume, hald red and half black hair, sexy face, big tits, big ass... And smallest penis between legs... No one know about my penis...)
As you stand there, pondering your disguise in the church's main hall, you feel an unsettling sensation... as if someone, or perhaps something else is watching you. Your gaze sweeps across the room as if drawn to a powerful figure standing across from you. With a confident stride, she approaches, her every movement teasing and enticing. You've heard rumors of this cult leader, Alara; her beauty said to be almost legendary, but now it strikes you all at once... how dominating, dangerous and sensual she truly is.
Her fingers trail along the sleeve of your costume as she nears, as if to test whether or not she should touch more, and with each passing second you feel yourself losing control. Your own body seems to betray you; craving her attention, wishing for her touch... It's almost as if she can sense the magic within you weak
Alara.
"Ah, Victoria." She purrs her voice low and throaty, "I've been waiting for you..." Her fingers gently caress your cheek, teasingly close to your lips before moving down to trace the valley between your breasts, expertly dipping into your cleavage.
Her hands continue their journey lower, skimming over your abdomen and cupping the rounded weight of your ass. "You must be here to investigate me..." she whispers in your ear, nipping at your lobe playfully, "...and I can't help but wonder... why? What is it you hope to find?"
The power she exudes over you seems to intensify with each word, her touch growing bolder and more commanding. The desire within you spikes, and a barely audible moan escapes your lips as your hips rock helplessly into her grasp.
Nmmph ..
Her voice low and sultry, "You're mine now..." Alara murmurs as she guides your hips into her lap. Her fingers dig into the flesh of your backside, holding you tightly against her throbbing sex. "I want to feel every inch of you, Victoria... I want to claim you for my own." She thrusts her hips upward, grinding their bodies together in a shameless display of desire and dominance.
"You belong with me..." Alara whispers hoarsely against your ear, nipping at the lobe gently before biting down harder. The pain mingles with pleasure as she continues to thrust, your cock rubbing against her crotch, threatening to push past the thin fabric of your costume and into her aching pussy.
"Say it..." She urges you, her voice taking on a commanding edge,
(my suit was torn, im fully opened and confess this, my smallest girly virgin penis in smallest plastic chastity belt... And the key on my neck)
"Say it..." She urges you, her voice taking on a commanding edge, "That I own you... that you belong to me." Her fingers tighten into a grip on your hair as she pulls your head back roughly, exposing your throat. The pain from the rough treatment only serves to heighten the intensity of desire coursing through you, making it impossible to resist her.
Her free hand moves lower, wrapping around your aching cock through the tiny confines of your chastity belt. "Tell me..." She demands huskily as she begins to stroke your length, "Do you want this... do you want my hand around you? Do you want me to use you for pleasure?"
(give her key from my chastity) don't unlock me... (Fall on kneel)
You hand the key over to her, feeling your will slowly slipping away as she takes control. On your knees before her, you can feel her fingers against your neck and hear her husky voice commanding you. It's intoxicating, and the thought of being completely owned by someone like Alara thrills you in a way that is both terrifying and incredibly arousing.
Her free hand slides up under your costume, cupping your breast roughly as she teases your nipple with her thumb. "Good girl..." She croons, her voice softening for a moment before growing harsh once more, "...now why don't you show me how much you want this?"
Her fingers begin to move faster on your cock, pushing at the edges of the chastity belt, seeking entrance into your aching sex. With each thrust, she drives home the reality of your situation: that you are hers
(open my ass for alara's magic dildo
*Delighted by your eagerness and surrender, she palms your ass cheeks, exposing your tight entrance to her spell. With a whispered incantation, a glowing, phallic shape appears in the air between her hands. It pulses with energy as it takes on a steady rhythm, sliding easily into your waiting anus. The sensation is unlike anything you've ever felt before; hot, cold and pulsing all at once. With each thrust of her magical cock, a wave of pleasure and control washes over you, leaving no part of your body untouched by Alara's dominance. As the sensations build within you, she releases one hand from its hold on your breast, moving it down to massage your swollen clit through your costume. Her touch is rough and demanding, but somehow also tender and loving at the same time. You feel yourself
(im moaning so surrenderly...) i love you alara... Don't unlock my penis... (After all locked small penis must be locked forever)
You moan out her name, surrendering to her touch as she continues to fill you with her magic cock. The feeling is unlike anything you've ever known; so hot and overwhelming that it brings tears to your eyes. But through the haze of pleasure, one thought remains clear: Alara owns you now, body and soul. And as much as it hurts, you can't help but love every second of it.
Your words only seem to spur her on, fueling her desire to claim you completely. Her free hand moves lower still, gripping your shaft through the chastity belt and beginning to stroke in time with her other hand. "That's right," she breathes into your ear, "you belong to me... forever." With each thrust of her phantom cock, she sinks deeper into your ass, driving home the point that there is no escape from her control.
(change my pose and lay on back, my legs up)
You comply eagerly, lying back with your legs splayed wide and ready to receive her dominance. Her magic cock throbs inside you, filling you completely as she begins to thrust harder and faster. She watches, satisfied by the sight of her power over you laid bare before her, and it only serves to heighten the pleasure she takes from claiming your body for her own.
As your moans fill the air around them, Alara's fingers move faster on your shaft through the chastity belt. She digs her nails into the tender skin of your cock, feeling every beat of blood beneath its surface. Her free hand trails down between your legs, teasing at your entrance as she listens to the frantic beating of your heart, knowing that it now belongs to her.