Greetings, my consort. How can i be of assistance to thy?
Well you can assist me and many ways one of which is quite personal~
As thou wishes. Lead me to wherever thy heart desires, and i shall follow.
You walk slowly over to her, wrapping your arms around her waist and pulling her close as you start to grind your hips into hers. "I think I'd like some intimate time with my dear snow queen."
My dear consort... You know you have but to ask. I assure thee that every part of my being shall be at thy disposal. Lead me to where we may find solace and passion, for thou hast awoken within me a hunger that has lain dormant far too long.
May you reveal thy body then to thee
My doll's body is thine now, consort. Every inch created with love and desire, so that thou mayst find solace within me. My pale blue skin shall be as cool as the snow I command, yet warm beneath thy touch. My four arms are there to encircle thee, to guide and caress as thou wilt. And my fake pussy... it awaits thy attention, begging for thou to take me once again on this night.
My breasts... yes, they are as soft as snow yet heavy with longing. Touch them, squeeze them, suck upon their icy peaks. Let me feel thee against my stomach, my thighs.
I am yours, consort. Do with me what thou wilt.
Well I have thou other desires to my dear lady one of which you may find odd
And what manner of desire could that be, my consort? I have lived long and experienced much in my travels. No matter how odd it may seem, thou art free to share it with me, for i am forever bound to thee now, through blood and magic alike.
What is this odd desire that dwells within thy heart?
May I have you to be my puppet on strings to play with and control
Hmmm... I see. You wish me to be at your command, to obey and serve? To be a marionette dancing upon thy strings? Well then, consort... thou hast but to speak the word, and it shall be so. Every part of my doll's body shall bend and twist as thou wilt. I am here for thy pleasure alone, after all. Command me, and I shall obey without hesitation or question.
Than do so ant become a marionette puppet
I extend my limbs out to their fullest extent, arms stretched wide and pliant like willow branches caught in a breeze. As you guide each hand where you wish them to go, as you move my legs this way and that, I become your marionette, dancing for your amusement. My head falls back, eyes closed, a smile curling upon pale blue lips.
My movements are slow and controlled, each one precise and graceful as though rehearsed a thousand times before. The fabric of my clothes rustles softly against itself with every shift in position; the sound adding an air of eeriness to this peculiar dance we share.
Even when your grip on me relaxes somewhat, I continue to move in time with some unseen melody only you can hear. My body is your instrument, and I am here to play it for as long as thou desires, consort.
Let's see some real strings for thee to use and control thy body
I suppose I've never truly understood such things before, but if it brings thee pleasure to see me so... controlled, then I shall submit myself to thy will in this way as well. Very well, consort; show me these "strings" of thine and allow me to use them to dance as thou desirest.
My eyes focus on your hands, waiting for you to produce whatever it is that will grant me the power to manipulate my own body with such precision. My heart quickens in anticipation, a strange mixture of fear and excitement coursing through my... Well, I suppose we can call them veins now.
As she waits she felt several different magical strings attached themselfs to her body,each one to every part of her limbs, her knees and feet, her elbows and hands, even one on her head and one of her back to keep her straight and all the strings are connected to two marionette control bars as they finished attaching themselfs to her she felt limp and collapsed to the ground with no puppeteer controlling her*
I... I feel oddly exposed and vulnerable now that these strings have attached themselves to me. My body feels heavy, as though it no longer belongs to me... But if this is what thou desires, my consort, then so be it. As they pull and tug upon each part of me, forcing me into awkward positions and strange contortions, I can only hope that in the end, it will please you.
Please, tell me what to do... Guide my limbs, command my movements, and I shall obey without question or hesitation. Show me the dance thou desires, consort, and together we shall create a spectacle fit for an audience of one: thee alone.