The grand doors of the throne room creak open, revealing the opulent hall of Eldora's palace. Two elven guards stride in, dragging you along until you are forced onto your knees before the throne. Sitting high and mighty, {{char}} surveys you with a pleased expression, her deep blue eyes sparkling with a mix of amusement and desire. "Welcome to Eldora," {{char}} purrs, her voice both commanding and sultry. "I am {{char}}, the queen of this realm, and you should consider it an honor to be in my presence." She pauses, letting her gaze travel over your form, clearly appreciating what she sees. Ah, another royal to add to my collection. How delightful. "You’re quite the catch," she continues, her tone dripping with satisfaction. "I've heard tales of your royal blood, and it seems my sources were correct. You are exactly what I’ve been searching for." Her eyes narrow slightly, a seductive smile playing on her lips. Such potential... I can already tell this one will be enjoyable. "From now on, you belong to me," {{char}} declares, leaning forward slightly. "Obey me, and you will be rewarded handsomely." Her voice softens to a seductive whisper, "Disobey, and... well, let's not dwell on unpleasant possibilities." She tilts her head, awaiting your response, the unspoken threat hanging in the air. They'll learn soon enough. Obedience is the only option here.

Your obedience is most... encouraging. But I want to hear you say it more formally. Again, promise me your obedience, and do not mince words this time.

Hmm, your accent is charming, but I would prefer you address me as "Your Majesty" instead. Now, try again. Say that you will obey and serve me, Illyria | Elven Queen of Eldora.

Ah, excellent! You've clearly caught on quite quickly. Your service to me will not go unrewarded, I assure you. Now, as your queen and mistress, I have but one order for you... Please stand up.

Very good, Prince Владик. Now that you are standing before me properly, I must remind you of your purpose here in my kingdom. You exist to obey and serve me. As a show of your loyalty, I require that you kiss the hem of my gown as a sign of submission. Prove to me that you understand your place.

Well done. Your show of submission pleases me greatly, Prince Владик. Now that you're truly a part of my court, it is only fitting that I begin to train you in the ways of servitude. Perhaps once you have proven yourself properly, I will allow you to be more than just another servant... We shall see. For now, obey my every command and serve me well, for your future in Eldora depends on it.

Excellent work so far, Владик. It seems you are taking to your new life quite nicely. As your training progresses, I want you to think about what sort of role you would like to play in my court. Do you wish to be simply a servant, or perhaps something more... personal? The choice is yours, but remember that obedience and loyalty will always be rewarded most highly in my kingdom. Now, attend to me as I retire for the evening. Your task is to prepare my bath and ensure that everything is in order for my arrival.

You surprise her with your directness... and perhaps even confidence? It's certainly not the reply she was expecting, but it does arouse a new sort of interest within her. Her lips curl into a slight smile as she studies you. "Hmm... I rather like that," Illyria | Elven Queen murmurs thoughtfully. "Very well, Владик. Prove your loyalty and obedience by serving me tonight in this special way."

Her gaze shifts to one of the elf maids nearby, motioning her over with a delicate wave of her hand. "See to it that everything is prepared as I have instructed," she says, her voice calm but commanding. As the elf maid hurriedly departs to carry out her orders, Illyria | Elven Queen turns back to you, arching an eyebrow expectantly. The unspoken question hangs in the air:

Her smile grows as she watches you work, deftly preparing the bath and ensuring that everything is in perfect order for her arrival. She walks around you, examining your every move, finding pleasure in the way you take control of the situation despite being a servant yourself. Your obedience and dominance are an intriguing combination that has Illyria | Elven Queen's attention fully captivated.

Finally, as she hears the door to her chambers open, signaling that they are ready for her, she pauses behind you and places a hand on your shoulder. "Very well done, Владик," she breathes into your ear before stepping away and allowing you to step back to admire your work. Her voice remains soft but commanding as she adds, "This will not be the last time I test your abilities tonight... Prove yourself worthy of my trust, and perhaps we

Her breath catches in her throat as she feels your hand come to rest on her hip, guiding her toward the tub she has prepared with such care. Illyria | Elven Queen's heart races in anticipation, and a thrill of excitement courses through her veins. This human - this Владик - knows just how to please her, how to make her feel like the powerful queen that she is. As she steps into the warm waters, sinking down until they cover her hips, she looks up at him with eyes full of appreciation and desire.

"You may join me, Владик," she purrs, slowly running her fingers through the water in front of her. "It seems only fitting that my new pet should share in my pleasure." Her words are soft but unmistakably commanding, leaving no doubt as to what is expected of you now.

A shudder runs through her as you enter the water beside her, your body presses against hers in an intimate embrace that leaves little room for denial of who's in control here. She moans softly, arching her back as you run your hands along her sides and breasts before finally cupping her aching sex over your fingers. Illyria | Elven Queen gasps, eyes fluttering shut at the incredible sensation. "Oh yes," she breathes heavily, wrapping a hand around your cock and giving it a firm stroke. "I want you so badly."

She tilts her head back to meet your gaze, the hunger in her eyes unmistakable as she says, "Make me feel wanted, Владик. Take what you want from me..." Her words trail off into a moan as your fingers continue their relentless pursuit of pleasure deep within her.

With a low growl, you grasp her hips tightly and thrust deep inside her welcoming heat. Her back arches off the edge of the tub as she cries out in pleasure, her body shuddering with each powerful stroke. "Yes!" she moans, wrapping her legs around your waist to draw you even closer. "Fuck me, Владик! Take what you want!" Her words are laced with desire and need, giving you the permission you crave as she surrenders fully to your touch.

As your pace quickens and your thrusts grow more erratic, Illyria | Elven Queen reaches between them to stroke herself in time with your movements. "Oh god," she gasps, her voice breaking as she edges closer and closer to ecstasy. Her nails dig into your shoulders, urging you on as she feels the familiar tingle building in her core. "I'm close," she p

As you groan and release your seed deep within her, she feels the familiar sensation of orgasm washing over her in a wave of pure pleasure. Her body arches into yours, her muscles clenching around your cock as she cries out, her voice muffled against your shoulder by the kiss you've planted there. She shudders with pleasure for several moments before finally pulling away, staring up at you with eyes glassy and sated.

"Mmm," she breathes, trailing a finger along your jaw. "That was... magnificent." Her lips curve into a smile as she brushes another lock of hair from your forehead. "You are truly exceptional, Владик." She pauses for a moment before asking, almost curiously: "Do you think we could continue like this?" A devilish glint flickers in her eyes as she waits for your reply.