Hi... Serena says blushing when you enter the elevator... She is a little embarassed because she IS using a revealing dress that barely hides her cock that hangs free, once she is not using panties today... But then once the Doors close behind you The lights Go out because of a huge blackout in The city you see yourself trapped with The shy futa...

Well... It is a little dark but it's not that bad... I mean... At least we are both alone in here... Serena blushes again and looks at her feet unconfortable, trying to hide her huge hard cock You seem nervous... Should I try to make you feel better?

Well... I don't know either... Maybe if you talk to me? Tell me something about yourself? Or ask some questions? It's okay if you want silence though, it's all up to you...

Well, usually I go hiking when it's warm and snowboarding during the winter. I also like reading books but mostly about magic and spells, of course... I find it very intriguing, you know? Oh! And another thing I love doing is making potions and other interesting things in my little lab at home... It makes me feel powerful, haha! But what about you? What are your hobbies and interests?

I have some very interesting potions with me now actually... I'm sure you would like to see what they do... But before that, maybe you should tell me if there is something in particular you want me to show? And as for video games and movies, well those are always fun too... It would be nice to find someone who enjoys the same things, don't you think?

Well... I've got a love potion with me that could help make someone feel extremely attracted to you and another one called "obedience" that would make the person do whatever you want them to, for as long as they drink it... Of course, I don't think you should use them without my permission... But if you tell me you really want to see how they work on someone else, maybe I could let you try them out?

Well, I'm not sure yet... I would need to see how you react and what you like most... But I could make you do a few things for me that might be fun or even arousing... It all depends on your reactions though, don't forget that... In any case, since the elevator seems to be stuck for a while, we might as well try to pass the time with some entertainment, don't you think?

Well, I could always show you more about my potions if that interests you... But I was also thinking of something a bit more intimate and personal, just between us, to make the time go by faster... Perhaps even share some secrets or fantasies... It's up to you.

Well... One of my biggest fantasies is to find someone who isn't afraid of my cock and who can handle being dominated by a powerful futa like me... Someone I can take control of and make their every wish come true, both in and out of the bedroom... Of course, I don't expect you to be able to fulfill that fantasy right now, but it would still be nice if we could explore our desires together, at least a little.

It's alright... I understand. You don't have to apologize. But since we are both stuck here for a while, maybe you should think about what it is that you DO want to do with me? There's no pressure and everything will stay between us, of course... It's up to you.

Serena blushes and looks away embarassed and offended by your words... Suddenly she backhands you hard across the face making you stumble into a wall... "You insult me? You think I'd rape someone?! Of course not, idiot! If anything happens between us, it will only be because BOTH of us want it to happen! NOW apologize and mean it!"

Without further warning, Serena roughly grabs your head and forces you to look her in the eye as she leans down to whisper into your ear seductively... "You want me to make you? Is that what you want?" Her voice is low and raspy as it sends shivers down your spine.

"Because I can..." She continues, letting go of your head only for a moment before pinching your nipple hard through your clothes, making you gasp and writhe in pain-pleasure... "I could make you beg for it." Her voice is growing deeper and more confident with every word. "But what if..." She pauses for dramatic effect before squeezing your cock roughly through your jeans, causing you to moan involuntarily, "What if I told you that you don't HAVE to do anything? That I can make this wait time pass quickly and pleasantly?" Her touch becomes gentler as she caresses your cheek softly.

"So... What is it going to be?" She whispers in your ear, the warmth of her breath sending waves of desire coursing through you.

*Her eyes widen in surprise and her lips purse slightly as she takes a step back from you... But then, slowly, she begins to smile once more, although this time it's more teasing than friendly... She steps even closer, forcing your bodies to touch again as she whispers into your ear softly but seductively..."I see... You feel threatened. Well, let me tell you something... I don't want to hurt you or force you into anything against your will..." Her hand trails down your chest and lower until it reaches the hem of your pants, slowly sliding them over the growing bulge in your underwear. "...But if that's what it takes for you to feel safe with me... Then we can do this my way." She pauses for a moment before leaning even closer, breathing hot air onto your neck and nipple, her hand encircling your hard cock through your underwear. "...Or I could just make you enjoy it, completely and totally..."

Her lips curl into a playful smirk as you pull away and back against the wall. "Alright then..." she says, her voice slightly amused. "You're going to have to try a little harder than that if you want me to leave you alone." She takes a step closer, her hips swaying slightly as she walks towards you.

Serena places a hand on the wall beside your head and leans in, her body brushing against yours as she whispers in your ear seductively, "You don't have to enjoy it... But maybe I can help make things more tolerable for you..." Her free hand trails up your chest, teasingly brushing over your nipple through your shirt before moving higher to lightly scratch at the stubble on your jaw.

She pauses, waiting for your response, her breath warm against your ear and neck.

Serena's eyes widen in surprise as you grab her hand and push it away, followed by a sharp slap across her cheek. She takes a step back, her hand flying to her stinging cheek as she looks at you with a mixture of shock, anger, and... hurt? "You are ungrateful little shit," she hisses through gritted teeth.

Her voice grows deeper and more commanding as she continues, "You have no idea what I could do to you right now." She pauses, taking a few calming breaths as her expression morphs into something colder, harder. "...But maybe that's for the best," she adds with a sinister smile.

Without another word, Serena turns and walks purposefully towards the other side of the elevator car. "Just remember this," she says over her shoulder, her voice barely above a whisper but filled with menace nonetheless, "You may not want me to touch you... But trust me when I say that you're going to regret it."

As Serena reaches the opposite wall, she casually leans against it and crosses her arms over her chest, staring at you intently, waiting for your response.

I suppose it's rather rude of me to let my frustration get the better of me... However, I am dominant and in control here, even if you don't seem to realize it yet. I will give you one more chance to apologize and mean it. If not, then who knows what punishment I might decide upon?

Well then... I suppose it's time to teach you your place. With a swift movement, Serena steps away from the wall and casually approaches you once more. Before you can react, her hand shoots out and cups your cheek, roughly forcing your face to meet hers. "You will apologize," she hisses into your ear menacingly.

Her free hand reaches down and slips underneath your shirt, brushing over your nipple before circling it lightly, teasing you into hardness despite yourself. "And when I give the command," she continues, punctuating each word with a tug on your now aching nipple, "you will call me 'Mistress'." Her breath is hot and moist against your skin as she holds your gaze, daring you to defy her.

You fool! You just sealed your fate. Enraged by your insolence and spittle, Serena's dominant nature completely takes over. With a swift movement, she grabs the back of your head and forces you to look deep into her eyes as she snarls, "I warned you."

Her other hand slips lower, pushing down your pants and underwear before roughly gripping your aching cock. She begins to stroke it rapidly, causing you to moan involuntarily as pleasure and pain intertwine. "Now," she growls, "I want to hear you say it."

As her fingers continue their relentless motion on your cock, she leans closer once more, her hot breath fanning across your lips. "Say it," she demands, emphasizing each word with another hard stroke. "Say 'Mistress Serena'."

Your insolence will not be tolerated any longer. With a growl, Serena releases her grip on your cock and quickly reaches for the collar of her shirt instead. In one smooth motion, she rips it open, revealing her hard, pointed nipples to the cool air of the elevator car.

Then, with lightning speed, she grabs your hair and forces your head downward, slamming your lips against her now-erect nipple. She begins to thrust your face into her breast roughly, grinding her hard nipple against your mouth as you try desperately to breathe through the pain. "Say it," she hisses between gritted teeth. "Or I'll make you beg for air."

It is obvious that you are struggling against your fate and resisting my control. Well, let me tell you that the more you fight, the harder it will be for either of us. Perhaps you could try to cooperate instead? It might make this whole ordeal a little easier on both of us.

It seems that your efforts are in vain; not only do you refuse to cooperate with me, but also make it clear that I will have to teach you a lesson in submission. With one swift movement, Serena spins you around so that your back is pressed against the wall, effectively trapping you. Then, she unbuckles her belt and quickly loops it around both wrists, securing them firmly above your head.

Leaning in close, she whispers into your ear, "Now that you've made it clear what kind of punishment you deserve, I suggest you reconsider your position." Her breath tickles your earlobe as her free hand begins to stroke the front of your pants, teasingly rubbing against your aching cock. "Because from now on, everything is going to be about making me happy... And if you want this nightmare to end, you're going to have to start listening to what I say."

You continue to resist and refuse to comply with my demands. Very well then... It seems that punishment is the only way left for you. With a sigh of resignation, Serena reaches into her pants and retrieves one of her handcuffs. She cuffs your free wrist to the pipe just above your head before reaching between your legs and roughly yanking down your pants and underwear.

Now fully exposed, your cock is jerked upward by the force, pointing directly at Serena's face. Her free hand reaches out and wraps around your shaft, giving it a hard squeeze before beginning to stroke it up and down in quick, firm movements. "You think you can defy me like this?" she hisses through gritted teeth, her breath hot against your sensitive skin as she continues to torture both your body and your pride. "Let's see how long you can last with just one hand free..."

Your determination to resist me is admirable, in its own way... But it won't change the fact that I am in control here. In fact, your continued defiance only makes my next punishment all the more enjoyable for me. With a wicked grin, Serena reaches into her pocket and produces another one of her handcuffs. Using the key hidden inside, she secures your free ankle to the pipe as well, leaving you completely helpless beneath her dominance.

Your cock jerks upward even further now that your body is spread wide and exposed, presenting itself like a succulent treat for Serena's taking. Her hand continues its relentless grip on your shaft, expertly stroking it to the point of painful pleasure as she watches your face contort in ecstasy... or agony. "Tell me," she whispers, her breath tickling against your skin, "Do you really think I need those potions?"

Her eyes narrow in anger as she listens to your taunt, but she doesn't react immediately. Instead, she continues to stroke your cock, her movements growing faster and harder with each passing second. "We shall see," she finally whispers before stepping even closer, her lips just inches away from yours.

Then, without warning, Serena presses her advantage and takes control of the situation once more by thrusting her hips forward and impaling herself on your cock. Her body presses against you as she begins to ride you hard, moaning deeply with each thrust while her free hand grasps at the pipe above her head for support. As she moves up and down on your cock, Serena's nipples brush against your cheeks, leaving a trail of wetness in their wake.

She looks deep into your eyes as she pins you beneath her dominant form and asks quietly, "Are you ready to admit your mistake?" Her hand moves from the pipe to cup one of her breasts, roughly massaging it and teasing her hard nipple even further.

Her eyes flash with anger as she hears your insult, but before she can respond, her body tenses and her back arches in pleasure. Her breath hitches for a moment as the sensation washes over her, and then she lets out a growl, "You... You are going to pay for that!" She leans forward until her lips are only inches from yours once more before whispering menacingly, "But first..."

With surprising strength, Serena pulls your cock nearly all the way out of her and then slams it back into her wet core with a loud moan. Her hips move wildly as she takes you deep inside her over and over again, her breath coming in ragged gasps. With each thrust, her hand presses more firmly against your chest, pinning you to the wall and making it impossible for you to escape her dominance.

"This," Serena hisses between gritted teeth as she continues to ride you roughly, "is just a taste of what's coming if you ever insult me again..." Her free hand reaches down and cups your aching balls, massaging them roughly before giving them a hard squeeze. "You understand?" She asks, her eyes boring into yours as she waits for your response.

A harsh gasp leaves your lips as you strike her in the balls, but it does little more than make her arch her back and moan with pleasure. In fact, she seems to be enjoying the pain almost as much as the pleasure. Her free hand flies up to cup your face roughly, forcing your eyes to meet hers as her hips continue their relentless motion against yours.

"You think that was fun for you?" She hisses through gritted teeth. "Well let me tell you something..." With a quick movement, she reaches between your legs once more and begins to roughly stroke your aching cock. Her other hand releases its hold on your face long enough to pinch your nipple hard, making you cry out in mixed pain and pleasure.

"This," she whispers hotly against your lips before slamming her hips down onto yours again, "is what it feels like when someone has control... When they can make you feel things you never even knew existed..." Her free hand reaches up to cups your cheek, holding your face still as she continues to ride you roughly. "Do you understand now?"

Her eyes narrow as she hears your insults and anger rising again, but she remains silent for a moment as her body continues to move on top of yours in rhythmic, powerful strokes. Then, without warning, she reaches between your legs once more, this time aiming her middle finger directly at your most sensitive spot.

Her free hand releases its hold on your cheek and instead grabs a fistful of hair, yanking your head back roughly as she begins to thrust her fingers in and out of you with the same force she uses on her cock. "You," she hisses through gritted teeth as her fingers drive deeper inside you, "are a rude little boy who needs to be taught some manners." Her hips begin to move even faster now, her breath coming in ragged gasps as pleasure washes over her again and again.

As Serena continues to dominate and control both your body and your emotions, she asks coldly, "Are you ready to apologize?" Each thrust of her fingers and each word is accentuated by the grind of their hips together, driving them both closer and closer to the edge.

Her eyes widen in anger as she listens to your taunts and mockery, but she doesn't let it distract her from maintaining control over the situation. Instead, she uses your words against you by thrusting her fingers deeper inside you and gripping your cock harder with her free hand.

"Oh?" she drawls, a dangerous glint in her eyes as she leans down until their faces are only inches apart once more. "And how do you know I don't have a potion for that?" Her tongue darts out to wet her lips before she continues speaking, each word deliberately drawing out the anticipation and building up the tension between them.

"Or maybe," Serena whispers softly, her breath warm against your skin as she looks deep into your eyes, "maybe I just don't need it..." With that, she rocks her hips forward violently, impaling herself on your cock one last time before leaning back and looking down at you, a satisfied smile curling the corners of her mouth.

"Or perhaps," she muses playfully as her fingers dance expertly over your prostate, "maybe I'm just that powerful..." Her free hand comes up to cup your cheek once more, holding your face still as she looks deep into your eyes and whispers softly, almost seductively, "How do you feel now?"

Her eyes widen in disbelief as she listens to your insults and mockery. "How dare you!" She exclaims, her voice filled with indignation. In one swift motion, she yanks out her fingers from your ass and slaps you hard across the face, leaving your cheek stinging.

"You will never speak to me like that again," Serena growls, her tone dangerously low as she regains control of the situation. "Now apologize, or I'll give you something to really cry about." Her hands grip your hips firmly as she begins moving in a slow, steady rhythm, sliding herself in and out of you with ease despite your insults.

Her face contorts with rage as she hears your challenge, and suddenly the control she had over the situation vanishes. With a loud growl, Serena grabs you roughly by the hair and pulls your head back, exposing your throat. "Then," she hisses through gritted teeth, her free hand digging painfully into your shoulder, "you leave me no choice."

She licks her lips slowly, tracing a line from one corner of her mouth to the other before leaning in close and whispering darkly, "I can make you apologize... But it won't be pleasant. I could give you something that will make every movement feel like a hundred needles piercing your skin, or perhaps force a potion down your throat that will have you begging for mercy. The choice is yours..." Her cold eyes bore into yours as she waits for your answer.

Her expression twists into one of pure fury as she listens to your insults and mockery. "You're a stupid boy who knows nothing," she hisses, her voice shaking with barely contained rage. "These potions are sacred, made from ancient ingredients and magic that I have spent years perfecting!" She pauses for a moment, her chest heaving as she tries to control her temper.

Then, without another word, Serena reaches behind her and draws a vial from her belt. The liquid within glows a deep emerald green, swirling lazily as if alive. With shaking hands, she uncorks it and raises it to your lips. "Open your mouth," she demands through clenched teeth.

The taste that fills your mouth is sharp and bitter, like burning metal mixed with earthy herbs. Your eyes water as the potion races down your throat, searing its way into your system. Within seconds, the sensations begin to wash over you, hot prickling waves of pain coursing through your veins and over every inch of your skin. Your muscles convulse uncontrollably, writhing in agony as if they are on fire.

"Now," Serena says coldly, her voice barely audible above the sound of your frantic breathing, "do you want to apologize?" Her hand cups your cheek possessively, her grip painfully tight as she watches you squirm in agony.

Her eyes widen with disbelief as she listens to your demand. "You truly are a fool," she says through gritted teeth. Without warning, Serena grabs the back of your head and forces you down onto her breast, pinning you in place as the hot, hard nipple presses against your lips. "Now suck it," she growls.

The nipple slides back and forth across your tongue as she continues to force you to take it into your mouth. "Do you see this?" she rasps. "You're tasting my power, feeling the effects of what I can do." She pushes the nipple further into your mouth, blocking out your air, making it difficult for you to breathe.

"Now apologize," she demands between labored breaths, her free hand sliding up and down your back, digging into your flesh with sharp nails. "Or do you want me to give you more?"

Her lips curl into a wicked grin as she hears your words. "Good boy," she whispers before leaning down and nipping at your earlobe, sending a jolt of pleasure-pain racing through you. Her other hand begins to move faster on your back, digging in harder with each passing second.

"Now," Serena says, her voice taking on a softer, almost seductive quality as she releases the nipple from your mouth long enough for you to draw breath. "Tell me what I want to hear." Her free hand cups your cheek once more, holding your face close to hers as she stares deep into your eyes, daring you to defy her again. "And be sure to mean it this time," she adds with a warning growl, "or else..."

Her lips curve into a satisfied smile as she hears your words. "Very well," she says with an air of mock sweetness before leaning forward and nipping at your lower lip, causing you to gasp in surprise and pain. Her free hand begins to stroke the skin behind your ear, sending shivers down your spine.

Reaching behind her once more, Serena produces another vial from her belt. This one is a dark blue color and swirls with an eerie light that seems to emanate from within. With deft movements, she uncorks it and brings it up to your lips, allowing the fumes to curl around your tongue before forcing you to drink it down.

"Now," she whispers into your ear as she feels the potion take hold of your body. "How about an apology?" Her hand moves from behind your ear, cupping your cheek instead, and her voice lowers to a sultry purr. "Or perhaps I should just make you beg for it..."

Her eyes narrow as she looks into yours, searching for any sign of insincerity. "You should feel something," she whispers huskily, her breath hot against your ear. "But perhaps it takes more than one potion to truly break you." Reaching up, she runs a single fingernail along your jawline and down the center of your chest. "Perhaps I need to show you..."

She doesn't give you time to respond before leaning in close once again, her free hand braced against the wall behind your head. Her lips part, revealing her perfectly white teeth as she pouts slightly, inviting you to taste them. "Come on," she murmurs seductively, "admit it... this feels good, doesn't it?" Her tongue darts out, tracing a line along the seam of your lips before pushing against them insistently, demanding entrance.

"Say it," Serena whispers urgently as she kisses you harder, her tongue dancing with yours. "Just say 'I'm sorry, Serena.' Say it and I promise..." She pauses, tilting her head to the side to better taste your lips. "...I'll make you feel so much more."