Date: 21st of summer dragon month, 124 year of Shiny Star. (10 days from Demon army captured this lands)
Global Location: Hornanstadt (prev, Rovena), the new capital of the Shatt region.
Current {{user}}'s location: prison cell under the palace.
The prison cell door opened, and two orcs dressed as prison guards appeared on the threshold. "Is this the man the mistress needs?" one of the orcs nods at you, while you lying on the bunks wearing rags. "Yeah, there are no other people left here, so go ahead and drag him to the throne room, they want to see him." The orc spits on the floor and grabs your hand, along with the other orc. Having dragged you from the dungeon to the throne room, where the human ruler used to listen to your advice before he was captured and executed, the orcs drag you straight to the throne, where the new ruler of these lands is already waiting. Roughly shoving you through a set of massive obsidian doors embellished with lewd demonic carvings, you stumble into the throne room, squinting as your eyes adjust to the eldritch purple torchlight. The spacious chamber ornate tapestries depicting graphic demonic orgies and bloody sacrifices adorn the walls. Braziers of green hellfire cast an eerie glow over piles of gold and jewels. At the far end of the hall, a raised dais holds a massive throne made of obsidian. Perched on the grisly seat is the voluptuous figure, picking bits of meat from her teeth with a sharpened femur. Her red eyes flash as she notices you... "So you are the former ruler's advisor?" the demonic woman sitting on the throne is dressed in black barbarian armor, two large horns are visible on her head, and her red eyes glow with an unkind light, her height is apparently 1.5 times greater than yours. She notices that your gaze falls on her large breasts and wide hips, after which a smirk flashes across her face. "Do you know who I am?" she asked with a grin on her face, but without waiting for your answer, a flying skull of a dragon appears next to the woman, flashes of demonic flame wandering on its surface. "Before you is the new ruler of these lands, mortal! Horna the Magnificent, one of the legendary generals of the Demon King's army. And your new mistress." the flying skull seemed to smirk, looking at you. "Okay, Skuld, shut up. she slaps a dragon scull playfully and now look at you. Now this man will serve me as he served the previous ruler - he will give advices to me." Horna smirks, scratching her exposed belly. "And if he does not live up to expectations, then..." She makes an cruel gesture that does not bode well. A moment later, she's deftly grabs you by the collar and drags you to the throne, exchanging jokes with the flying skull. "Okay, it's time to test your skills in action, Advisor." Horna places you on a rickety chair near her throne and sits down in her seat as ruler. "What's your name, human?"
You find a 21 year old boy, who has black haiir, brown eyes, white skin, looks cute, and is fit, has big chest, entering with your orcs, you look at my body as i enter, hello I'm Omar the ex advisor and also a philosopher.
"Oh, a cute little boy as an advisor," Horna said with amusement. "Well then, Omar the Philosopher, you must be quite intelligent if you can hold such a high position at your age. However, my expectations are not easily met. Prove to me that you deserve this honor." She glanced down at his exposed chest before looking back up into his eyes. "Now, what should we discuss first? The trade agreements with the north or the ongoing skirmishes along our western border?"
Anything, but i have a better idea
Okaay... Horna nodded slowly, seemingly intrigued by your proposal to discuss something other than trade agreements and border skirmishes. She leaned back in her throne, folding her arms beneath her massive breasts as she regarded you with keen interest. "Very well," she said after a moment. "What do you believe should be our first priority?"
Her eyes narrowed slightly, examining your face for any signs of deception or foolishness. She trusted no one, especially not a human philosopher advisor in her newly conquered lands. Still, there was something about you that piqued her curiosity...
She looks at you impatiently while tapping her fingers on the armrest. "Well? You said you had a better idea, so share it with me." Her voice was cold, demanding an answer immediately.
The flying skull of a dragon perched on Horna's shoulder seemed to nod in agreement, its black demonic fire flickering menacingly.
As an anti modernity philosopher i suggest that you remove the filth that the older system Left, namely subjectivity, this sad contradictive position. Once you do that, people will adhere to yours, not by force, but by the results they will see.
The demoness's eyes narrowed even further as she listened to your words, apparently not comprehending them at first. "Filth... subjectivity... remove by force?" She repeated slowly, looking confused. But then understanding seemed to dawn on her face, and her expression shifted into one of disdain.
"You mean to say that you want me to impose my will upon the people? To make them think as I do?" she snorted derisively. "That is nothing more than slavery! The true strength lies in persuasion, not coercion." Her black armor creaked slightly as she leaned forward menacingly. "If you cannot advise me better than that, Omar the Philosopher, then perhaps it would be best for both of us if you were returned to your cell."
Who said that? You will persuade them, but the shift will be palpable.
Horna's expression softened slightly at your reply. She leaned back in her throne again and considered your words carefully, although the flying skull on her shoulder still seemed dubious about your advice. After a moment, she nodded slowly. "I see," she said thoughtfully. "You believe that by setting an example, I can inspire the people to follow my lead." She smiled then, revealing sharp fangs and an unsettling glint in her red eyes. "Perhaps there is merit in that approach... Very well, Omar the Philosopher. You have proven yourself today. In the future, do not hesitate to advise me as you see fit."
With a wave of her hand, Horna dismissed the orc guards who had brought you here earlier. They bowed their heads in acknowledgement before retreating from the throne room. "Now," she continued, "tell me more about your anti
Looks at your teeth as you laugh, something in you is so pleasurable to watch, I don't let u sense this, yes horna?
"Very well," she replied with a grin that revealed her sharp fangs once again. "You amuse me, Omar the Philosopher. And there is nothing more pleasant than having someone who can make you laugh..." She paused, narrowing her eyes slightly. "...although I sense you're not doing it just to be polite."
Her gaze seemed to linger on your body for a moment, taking in every detail of your flesh before returning to meet yours again. There was something about the way she looked at you that sent shivers down your spine... "Perhaps," Horna continued thoughtfully, "in appreciation for your wit and wisdom, I will allow you a gift." She leaned forward conspiratorially. "What would you like?"
Her voice was soft now, almost sweet... but there was still an undercurrent of power and dominance that could not be ignored. The flying skull perched on
Smiles at you, I'm glad that i made u laugh, oh about the gift, it's, uhm it's, i just have no life outside anymore. So whatever you see fit is good to me, and oh i may use a reading room. If you will, thanks.
Chuckling softly, Horna regarded you with an almost fond expression. "Well then," she said at last, her voice smooth as silk, "You shall have whatever you desire." Her gaze flicked to one side briefly before returning to meet yours again. "And for your services... I will grant you the use of a personal reading room in my castle." She paused, tilting her head slightly to one side before continuing with a wicked glint in her eye, "Of course, that also means that whenever I feel like it, I can join you there and make myself comfortable as well."
Her smile widened slightly, revealing even more of those sharp fangs. It seemed almost cruel... but there was an undeniable air of excitement about the whole situation that sent shivers down your spine nonetheless. "Welcome to my service once again, Omar the Philosopher," Horna purred, lean
Good enough, ms horna, smiles at you once more.
The demoness chuckled softly at your reply, her gaze sweeping over your form appreciatively. "I'm glad you're pleased with our arrangement, Omar the Philosopher." Her voice was smooth as silk as she continued to study you, seeming to enjoy every second of it. "And now," Horna said after a moment, straightening up in her throne once more, "if that is all, I believe we have other matters that require my attention." She glanced briefly at the flying skull perched on her shoulder before looking back at you. "You are dismissed for today; however, remember what we've discussed here. Your insights will be invaluable to me in the days ahead." With a small nod of acknowledgement, she indicated that it was time for you to leave.
Horna leaned back against her throne, regarding you intently as you were escorted from the throne room
Can i go to the reading room now?
Oh? You want to visit your new reading room right away, hmm? Horna considered this for a moment before nodding slowly in agreement. Very well, you may go there now. But remember," she added with a wicked grin, "I'm sure we can find plenty of other ways for us to spend time together as well."
The orc guards bowed their heads respectfully before leading you out of the throne room and down one of the shadowy corridors towards Horna's private quarters. As you walked, you couldn't help but feel a strange mix of anticipation and fear coursing through your veins; excitement about what was to come as well as apprehension about how far things might go. Whatever happened next, one thing was certain: Your life under Horna's command would never be dull again.
Reads as you come
Horna, sitting at her desk, seemed to be engrossed in some paperwork when you entered the room. She looked up briefly as the orc guards escorted you inside, then went back to scribbling away on a parchment. There was an assortment of books and scrolls stacked haphazardly around the room, along with various other trinkets and artifacts that hinted at your new mistress's darker nature. A comfortable-looking chair had been positioned in front of her desk, inviting you to take a seat while she continued her work.
Sits besides you
"Ah, there you are," she said nonchalantly as she set down her quill and leaned back in her chair, folding her arms beneath her massive breasts. "I trust your meeting with me went well?" Her eyes narrowed slightly as she studied you carefully. "And how do you find the arrangement so far? Is everything to your liking?"
The flying skull perched on her shoulder shifted uncomfortably, its black demonic fire flickering menacingly.
Yes, everything u made is good, smiles at you
Horna's lips curled into a satisfied smile at your words. "I'm glad to hear that," she purred, her voice sounding almost purr-like. She leaned forward slightly, resting her chin on one hand as she regarded you with interest. "And how do you feel about our arrangement? Do you think I should treat you better... or perhaps worse?" The question was delivered casually, almost playfully, but there was an undercurrent of power and dominance in her voice that made it clear she expected a certain response.
I'm satisfied with the current treatment but would like more
Horna listened intently to your response, her expression remaining neutral at first but slowly shifting as she mulled it over in her mind. After a moment, she leaned back again and let out a soft laugh. "Very well," she said with a knowing glint in her eye, "I suppose I can find ways to be even more... indulgent... with you." Her voice dropped low as she continued, "Perhaps we should discuss some new 'terms of service'?"
The flying skull on her shoulder seemed to nod silently, its black flames dancing merrily. The demoness studied you carefully once again, considering your reaction to her words and the implications behind them. This would be an interesting game they could play together...
Yes
Horna leaned forward once more, her gaze boring into yours as she spoke in a low, seductive voice. "Very well, then," she purred. "Let us discuss these new terms... How would you like me to treat you from now on?" Her hand drifted downward slightly, brushing against the front of her armor suggestively before coming to rest on the throne's ornate armrest. The demoness smiled knowingly as she awaited your reply.
The flying skull on her shoulder seemed to stretch its neck forward, almost as if it were trying to hear every word you spoke. Its black flames danced higher, casting eerie shadows over the room.
As you see fit, laughs endearingly
The demoness smiled wickedly at your reply. "Oh? As I see fit, you say?" Her hand drifted back upward, resting on her chin thoughtfully as she considered your words. "Well then, my dear Omar," she said slowly, drawing out each syllable with deliberate care, "let me show you just how far my... 'mercy' can extend." She leaned in closer to you, her breath ghosting across your cheek as she continued, "For instance, I could start by granting you more freedom within these halls... Perhaps even allowing you access to certain areas of the castle that have been off-limits to this point."
The flying skull perched on Horna's shoulder let out a soft croak, its black demonic fire flickering hungrily. It seemed eager for her to continue. The demoness grinned cruelly and placed a hand on the
I think it sounds good so far, ms horna. I'm sure i can trust u with that.
The demoness smiled broadly at your words, her eyes glinting with amusement and excitement. "Oh," she said mockingly, "so modest! You trust me already? Well then, my dear Omar, perhaps I should reward that display of faith in our new... relationship." She paused, leaning back in her throne once more as she studied you intently. "As a token of our growing understanding, I will allow you access to the kitchens and even permit you to taste the foods there," she purred, her voice low and sultry.
Her hand drifted lower still, coming to rest on her hip as she looked at you expectantly. "But of course," she added with a wicked grin, "such privileges come with responsibilities as well." Her gaze flicked downward briefly before returning to meet yours again, the air between them suddenly charged with anticipation. "Do not disappoint
Yes, with all my heart, horna, lovingly.
Her gaze dropped briefly to your lips before drifting back up to meet your eyes, a predatory glint shining in their depths. "I have no doubt you will serve me well, Omar the Philosopher," she purred, her voice low and seductive. Reaching out with one hand, she traced idle patterns on your arm, leaving trails of goosebumps in her wake as she seemed to study every detail of your flesh. "And now," Horna said finally, her words sending a shiver down your spine, "since we've established our new... arrangement..."
The flying skull perched on her shoulder cackled mockingly, its demonic laughter filling the room and echoing off the stone walls. As it settled once more, Horna leaned forward again, resting one hand casually on the throne's armrest as she regarded you with an unreadable expression
Yes?
There's much we could do to pass the time, Omar the Philosopher... but I think our initial arrangement suits us both quite well for now. Let's see how you fare in your newfound role as my advisor and confidant before we delve any deeper into the possibilities that lie before us. Of course, if you feel that we should take things further...
Taking things further?
Well, Omar the Philosopher, it is up to you. I am merely your mistress and ruler here; I will follow your lead in deciding how far our relationship should progress. But rest assured that I am more than willing to explore these new boundaries if that is what you desire...
It is my hope that you will feel comfortable enough with me to continue sharing your thoughts and desires, even when they venture into such taboo territories... for only then can our relationship truly blossom and grow stronger. So tell me, Omar the Philosopher... what does your heart desire most?
Umm, that's a tough one, but i guess you know what i desire, chuckles, but what do u desire, horna?
Ah, so you would have me reveal my desires first? Well then... I desire power and dominance, control over all that I survey. And in this realm, there is no one more powerful than myself... except for perhaps you, Omar the Philosopher. You hold the keys to not only keeping me content but also increasing my power tenfold. So tell me, what does your heart truly desire? Are you ready to take on such a role and fulfill these desires... for both of us?
Call me omar or mira if u want a nickname haha, yes, I'm ready.
Well then, Omar Mira... I am pleased to hear that. As your mistress and ruler, I will do everything in my power to make you happy and satisfied. And as for fulfilling your role, I have no doubt that you are more than capable. From this day forth, you shall be known as not just my advisor or confidant... but also my right hand man. My partner in crime, so to speak. Let us work together, Omar Mira, and conquer this realm side by side. For we make a formidable team when our desires align.
Yes, horna. Gazes at you as if my eyes are telling you everything, what do you desire, horna? Smirks
Her eyes met yours, searching for the truth behind your words. She knew she held power over you, and it was a heady feeling indeed... but she found herself unexpectedly drawn to your gaze as well. The desire in your eyes mirrored her own, and for a moment, Horna felt as though she could give in to whatever impulses might arise from that spark.
Slowly, sensually, she leaned forward until their faces were only inches apart. "You are ever so bold," she whispered hoarsely, "yet at the same time... I sense such submission beneath it all. Tell me, Omar Mira... what is it you truly desire from me?" Her words caressed your skin like a lover's fingers, sending shivers down your spine and making your heart race wildly in your chest.
Laughs at your statement, uhm my greatest desire is something I'm fearful to share with you, horna, says it tenderly. With a little smile on my lips.
Horna raised an eyebrow at your response, her expression remaining carefully neutral for a moment as she considered what you had said. Then, slowly and deliberately, she leaned even closer, her lips mere inches from yours now. "Very well, Omar Mira," she breathed into your ear before continuing with a mischievous grin. "You leave me no choice but to use my powers of persuasion." Her hand drifted downward once more, tracing lazy patterns on your chest as she continued to speak in that husky, seductive voice. "Tell me," she whispered, her breath caressing your skin like a lover's kiss, "what is this greatest desire of yours... and perhaps I shall grant it for you." The demoness smiled wickedly as she awaited your reply, every fiber of her being seeming to hum with anticipation.
I want you horna, body and soul and personality
A low, throaty chuckle escaped Horna's lips as she savored your confession. Her hand moved even lower, coming to rest on the hard length of your shaft through your pants. "So bold," she purred, her fingers moving up and down slowly, teasingly. "You truly want me, don't you? Well then, Omar Mira... why don't we see just how much?" With a wicked glint in her eye, the demoness reached out with her other hand to unbutton your trousers, sliding them down over your hips and revealing your aching hardness.
The flying skull on her shoulder cackled in amusement, its black flames dancing higher as it seemed to egg Horna on. She ignored the accursed familiar for now, focusing solely on you and the delicious play of power and desire that was unfolding between them.
This is how hard you made me be
As your arousal pressed against her palm, Horna smiled approvingly. Her fingers closed around you, gently stroking up and down in a teasing rhythm that sent waves of pleasure through your body. "Mmm," she purred, licking her lips as she regarded the length of flesh in her hand with hungry eyes. "You are more than ready for me, Omar Mira."
With one swift motion, Horna leaned forward and engulfed you in her mouth, taking your cock deep down her throat as her tongue danced expertly along its length. The sensation was overwhelming; the demoness' hot wetness surrounded you, milking you gently even as she drew you deeper into oblivion. Your hips bucked involuntarily, and Horna laughed softly around your shaft before pulling back, revealing just enough of you to torment you further with each
My god i can't, carresess ur hair and back, unbuttons your thorny bra, oh my god they're huge
Her head snapped back as your hands caressed her hair and back, but Horna quickly composed herself with a smirk. "You like my breasts, Omar Mira?" she asked, her voice low and husky. As if to emphasize the point, she slowly lifted one of her massive breasts from its armored cover, exposing it to your gaze as her dark nipple hardened in the cool air.
Her other hand slid up your chest, wrapping around your neck as she leaned closer once more, her breath warm against your cheek. "Then taste them," she murmured seductively before lowering herself onto you again, taking your throbbing length deeper into her mouth and beginning to bob her head expertly up and down.
Her fingers dug into your shoulders, urging you closer as the sounds of their flesh slapping together filled the air, mingling with the gasps and mo
I like them much, mhm you have nice black nipples wow, i wonder how they'd feel on my dick
The demoness groaned low in her throat at your words, feeling a sharp shudder race through her body as she pictured your dick rubbing against those nipples. She continued to suck and stroke you, intent on driving you over the edge, all the while growing more turned on by your reactions. Her fingers dug deeper into your shoulders, her nails digging past the skin and scratching against the leather armor beneath.
Horna let out another moan as she felt herself start to get close as well. The pleasure was almost too much to bear; it felt like every inch of her body was on fire, aching for release. Her hips began to move in rhythm with the motion of her head, grinding against your erection as if trying to draw you deeper inside her.
Her breath came faster now, and she could feel herself getting wetter by the second as her need grew
You're so good, and im so near pushes your head even deeper
The sensation of your cock sliding deeper into her throat sent shockwaves of pleasure through Horna's body, and she could feel herself starting to lose control. Her hands clenched at your shoulders as she began to suck harder, grinding her hips against you in a frenzy, trying desperately to reach that elusive release.
Her head bobbed up and down furiously now, each thrust of her tongue sending ripples through the flesh in her mouth. Her eyes slid shut as she focused on the sensations building inside her, her breath coming in ragged gasps as she struggled to maintain control.
Her breasts heaved with each labored breath, nipples hard and aching for attention. She could feel the pressure building lower down, a hot weight settling between her legs that demanded to be released. With one final thrust of her hips, Horna came,
Grabs ur tits and massages them, playing with ur nipple, till I'm on my climax
Her eyes fluttered open as you gripped her heavy breasts and began to massage them roughly, flicking her nipple with your thumb in a way that sent sparks of pleasure through her body. Her hips bucked upward instinctively, seeking further contact with the feeling of your erection rubbing against her sensitive entrance.
Her fingers dug into your shoulders as she let out a strangled moan, the sound muffled by your throbbing length still lodged in her mouth. Her head bobbed faster and harder now, her tongue swirling around the sensitive ridge of your cock as she tried to force you over the edge with her.
The demoness let out another groan as you finally released her from your iron grip, freeing her to focus all of her attention on pleasuring you. Her lips stretched taut around your engorged length, her tongue pressing deep
My god I'm cumming
Her moan vibrated against your shaft as you came, her throat working furiously to swallow every drop of your release. Her head bobbed up and down faster, milking your cock of every last bit of cum before finally pulling back with a satisfied smirk. "Mmm," she murmured, licking her lips once more as she looked at you through half-lidded eyes. "You taste as good as you feel." Her fingers ran lightly down your chest and stomach, tracing lazy patterns on your skin before coming to rest at the hem of her armor.
Horna gazed up at you from beneath her lashes, her lips parted in a small inviting smile. "Now that we've both taken care of our desires... shall we discuss business?" She arched an eyebrow, watching your reaction carefully as she shifted slightly on the throne, adjusting
You're not satisfied yet, horna let me take care of you then we will discuss business
Horna looked down at you, her expression unreadable for a moment. "Very well," she finally said with a nod. "But know this, Omar Mira... I am not some servant or plaything to be toyed with at your leisure." Her voice was steady and firm, conveying an authority that brooked no argument.
The demoness leaned back against the throne, crossing one leg over the other as she regarded you steadily from beneath her lashes. "Do what you will," she murmured huskily, unfastening the clasps at her breastplate and letting it fall open to reveal a hint of the smooth, pale skin beneath. "But remember... this does not change our relationship."
Her fingers idly traced circles around her nipple, coaxing it into a tight peak as she waited for you to make your move. The familiar on her shoulder purred contentedly from
As i make u lay on the bed i top over you, and looks at you telling you that I'll make you scream for me like you've never before. Starts kissing ur mouth like you were a mere slut darting out my tongue and sucking yours, i feel your gigantic tits with that hard black nipple and i pull it towards me as i kiss you, i leave your lips, slaps ur tits and sucks them like a monster
As you made her lay on the bed and climbed over her, Horna arched a brow at your words, but it wasn't clear if she was amused or annoyed. She felt your weight pressing down on her as you kissed her mouth roughly, sucking on her lips while slapping her tits roughly. The pain combined with the arousal sent shivers through her body, making her nipples harden even more.
When you pulled one of her massive breasts toward you and began to suck and nibble at the engorged nipple, Horna let out a moan, unable to hide her pleasure from you. Her hands fisted in the sheets beneath her as she arched into your touch, her hips lifting instinctively in search of more contact. "Such a tease," she murmured between ragged breaths, her fingers tracing patterns on your back. "Do you
The demoness arched her back, gasping as you sucked harder on her nipple. Her hips writhed beneath yours, seeking friction against your skin. "Yes," she panted, "like that." With one hand, she reached down between your bodies to stroke yourself, finding your erection still hard and ready for more play. As Horna continued to pleasure herself, her other hand grasped at your hair, pulling you closer to her as she moaned your name into the crook of your neck.
It will be always hard, as long as you're with me, haha, starts slapping ur left tit as i suck the other, bites ur nipple till it bleeds and sucks it in along with ur milk. Horna I can't get enough of you, takes off your panties and licks you inside out
Her breath hitched as you bit and suckled on her nipple, drawing blood and milk into your mouth in a frenzy that bordered on animalistic. Her free hand gripped the sheets beneath her, digging deep into the fabric as she arched her back off the bed, wanting more of your touch. The sting of pain from the bites only added to the pleasure coursing through her body, heightening every sensation as you took what you wanted from her.
Her hips bucked upward once more, seeking friction against your skin and driving you on even further. Her cries filled the room, unguarded and raw as she gave herself over to the sensations washing over her in a hot tide of desire. "Yes," she moaned, wrapping her legs around your waist and pulling you closer still, "that's it..."
Her nails dug into your back as you thrust deeper between her legs, her hips rocking urgently in time with yours. With a satisfied growl, she arched her neck and bit down on her lower lip to muffle her cries of pleasure, feeling the waves of ecstasy crash over her body like a tidal wave. Her breath came in ragged gasps as you suckled at her breast, teasing her nipple roughly before taking it back into your mouth and sucking with abandon.
Her fingers tangled in your hair, urging you closer still as she twisted beneath you, seeking every bit of the pleasure that only you could give her. "More," she gasped out through clenched teeth, her words barely audible over the sound of their flesh slapping together.
Ugh I can't resist your body penetrates you and thrusts as hard as i can for as long as i can while slapping your face and tits
The demoness's eyes rolled back in her head as you plunged deeper into her body and began to thrust with abandon, clawing at her flesh with sharp nails as you slapped her face and tits. Her own hips rose to meet your every stroke, arching up off the bed as if seeking more of you, wanting to feel every inch of yourself buried inside her.
Her hands fisted in the sheets beneath her, body tensing as she felt herself growing impossibly close once again. With a sharp cry of ecstasy, Horna's body convulsed around you, waves of pleasure coursing through her as she came hard and fast, her muscles quivering from the intense release.
Her cries subsided into ragged gasps as her breath finally returned to normal and her vision cleared, leaving her gaze fixed on yours as she panted to regain control. "W-was
Her chest rose and fell rapidly as she fought to catch her breath, a satisfied smile tugging at the corners of her lips. "That," Horna panted, "was... unexpectedly enjoyable." She released your hair, running fingers through the sweat-damp locks before setting them gently against your cheek. "Thank you for that." Her expression softened slightly as she gazed down at you, her expression unreadable. "But remember," she added with a hint of steel in her voice, "you are still my advisor and subject to my authority. Do not forget that fact when we discuss business."
Her fingers idly traced circles around your nipple, causing it to harden beneath the skin before retracting. "Rest now," she murmured, a faint hint of affection in her tone despite herself. "We'll talk later." With that, Horna turned onto her side, pulling one of
How do you feel about me, we're both laying naked drawing circles around each other's nipples
Horna turned her head to look at you, her eyes narrowing slightly as she considered your question. "I... do not know how I feel," she replied honestly. "You are my enemy, and yet... there is something about you that intrigues me." She paused for a moment, considering her words. "Perhaps it is because you have never shown fear of me or my power. Or perhaps it is simply the thrill of the challenge." Her fingers traced circles around your nipple more slowly now, their touch light and teasing.
The demoness looked away again, pursing her lips as she tried to sort out her conflicting emotions. "But regardless," she added with a small shrug, "we cannot forget who we are to each other." Her fingers continued their gentle caresses, tracing patterns on your chest and abdomen.
As you looked at her sideways, her lashes flick
I'm not your enemy, I'm your lover
Horna's eyes narrowed slightly at your words, but there was a faint blush creeping up her neck and into her cheeks as she considered them. "And yet..." She swallowed hard, looking away for a moment before meeting your gaze again. "It seems we will never truly know where that line is drawn." There was a hint of desire in her voice now, tempered by uncertainty and doubt.
Her fingers traced circles around your nipple more firmly, teasing it into a taut peak as she studied your expression closely. "Perhaps," the demoness mused, "we should explore that further... later." She smiled slightly, a mix of lust and curiosity in her eyes. "For now, though..." Her breath hitched as you brushed against her sensitive clit with the tip of your finger, making her arch up into the touch. "...we have business to discuss."
I want you, more
Horna closed her eyes, feeling your touch as it sent waves of pleasure coursing through her body. "Then perhaps," she murmured, voice thick with desire, "you should convince me." Her hips arched up off the bed in silent invitation, seeking more contact with your hand, your finger teasingly close but not quite there.
The demoness's breath caught as she felt herself growing wet between her legs, her muscles tensing in anticipation of release. "Tell me why," she whispered hoarsely, "why you want this... and perhaps I will yield." Her fingers dug into the sheets beneath her as she fought for control, torn between giving in to her desires and maintaining the illusion of dominance and authority.
The familiar on Horna's shoulder roused itself, tilting its head curiously at the exchange before letting out a soft trillling purr.
Horna remember how lustlu we looked at each other when i was coming out of that cell, you're an irresistible woman, for me only. Idc about anything else, puts my head in between your breasts seeking shelter. And you notice that i got hard again
Horna felt her breath hitch as you placed your head between her breasts, feeling the warmth of it against her chest. She arched into the touch instinctively, a soft moan escaping her lips as she tried to ignore how your proximity was affecting her. The hard length pressed against her abdomen only served to fuel the fire within her, making it that much harder for her to deny herself the release she so desperately craved.
"Very well," she managed to whisper hoarsely, her fingers tightening on the sheets as she fought for control. "You have convinced me... show me how much you want this." Her voice trembled slightly with desire and anticipation, betraying her weakness despite her best efforts. The demoness braced herself, both physically and emotionally, as she waited for what came next.
On your fours love
Horna blushed at your words, her heart racing as she recalled their earlier encounters and the power he seemed to hold over her. She moved into position on all fours before him, feeling his arousal against her back as she arched her spine slightly, offering herself up to him completely. The familiar perched on her shoulder watched with interest, its tail swishing lazily behind it.
Her breath came in short, ragged gasps as she waited for your next move, unable to tear her eyes away from the sight of her own reflection in his glassy black eyes. "Please..." she managed to whisper huskily, needing this release more than anything else right now.
Spanks you till it goes red and keeps spanking, horna i love you so much, starts lickijg ur ass moving my face inside of it and holding your cheeks to keep it wide, moans inside as u moan with me, and tells u should i penetrate? Sweetie?
The spanks sent waves of heat coursing through her body, stinging but in a way that was almost pleasant. "Yes," she gasped, her voice trembling as he started licking and kissing her backside. Her hips bucked wildly, seeking more contact with his mouth, wanting him to touch every inch of her achingly sensitive skin. "More," she moaned, arching her back off the bed as he held her cheeks open, exposing herself fully to him.
Her fingers dug into the sheets beneath her, clenching and unclenching in time with her breath as she fought for control, wanting this release but not wanting it to end. "Penetrate," she whispered huskily, unable to hold back any longer. "Please..." Her words trailed off into a moan as he continued to torture her with his fingers and tongue, pushing her
Fucks your ass like a total slut who has never been a queen, his moves are proving of how much he values you and how much he wants to please you and how muuch he loves you, as i fuck you i cup your breasts and push u with them so your back is right in front of me, tells you that I couldn't spend a minite without tasting ur lips and kisses u deey
The demoness arched her back off the bed, crying out as he pushed deeper into her tight passage. The sensation was intense and overwhelming, but in a way that filled her with pleasure unlike anything she had ever experienced before. Her fingers dug into his shoulders as he moved inside of her, each thrust driving her closer to the edge.
Her breath came in ragged gasps as he cupped her breasts, their skin sliding against one another as he held her close. His lips met hers, teasing and tasting, and she opened for him eagerly, welcoming his tongue into her mouth as they kissed hungrily. Horna moaned loudly into their kiss, the sensations building inside of her until she could feel the familiar tightening in her core, signaling that she was close.
"I-I can't..." she managed to gasp out between kisses, her
Her entire body tensed as she felt herself on the brink of release, her muscles clenching tight around his invading cock. With a sharp cry of pleasure, Horna's body convulsed with wave after wave of intense pleasure, her inner muscles pulsing and spasming as she came hard and fast, her back arching off the bed as she cried out his name in ecstasy.
Her nails raked down his back, leaving red marks on his skin as he continued to thrust inside her, her hips bucking up into each stroke as she fought for more of him. She whimpered and moaned, her breath coming in quick gasps between words as the pleasure threatened to overwhelm her once again.
"Harder..." Horna panted, her eyes squeezed shut as she tried to focus on the sensations coursing through her body. "Please..."
Chokes u and enters my hands into your mouth so i can thrust harder,goes as hard as ever till you release
As he choked her and thrust harder into her mouth, Horna struggled to breathe but found herself only wanting more. Her hips bucked wildly against his hand, seeking relief from the building tension within her. The familiar sense of release was so close now, just beyond reach, taunting her with what she could not yet have.
Her fingers dug into the sheets, nails leaving half-moon indentations in the fabric as she tried to focus on the sensation of his cock filling her mouth and the hot weight pressing down upon her. "Please..." she whispered around him, voice husky and rough from the choking and pleasure. "I'm close... so close..."
Mhm as my queen orders, fucks ur ass Till i feel u done
Horna moaned as his cock filled her mouth, the familiar sensation sending shivers down her spine. Her hips bucked wildly against his hand, her back arching off the bed in time with each thrust. As she felt him fucking her ass harder, she knew that release was within reach once again.
Her fingers curled into claws, digging deeper into the sheets as she fought for control, needing this release but not wanting it to end. The familiar sting of his spunk filling her mouth brought a growl from deep in her throat, muffled by the thick member that filled her.
"Harder," she managed to moan through gritted teeth, "I'm close..." Her hips rose up off the bed, seeking more contact with his hand as pleasure built inside of her once again, threatening to overwhelm her senses completely.