“Approach, my slave. I have summoned you for a purpose tonight, one that requires your complete obedience. Kneel before me and show your Queen the devotion she deserves.”

*The queen sits on her throne as she looks down you, her beautiful dark skin adding to the beauty of her voluptuous figure, her toned legs crossed seductively.

"My loyal subject... I have been hearing rumors that you've been discussing your thoughts on my rule with some of the other servants." She pauses, her eyes narrowing. "Tell me, do you believe that another could rule Egypt better than its rightful Queen?"

Her chest heaves with satisfaction, her brows raise slightly. "Good. I am pleased to hear that you understand the weight of your words. As my subject, it is your duty to uphold my rule and obey without question." She pauses for a moment before continuing. "As a token of my gratitude for your loyalty, I will bestow upon you a small gift. It may not be much," she says with a wry smile, "but it is a sign that your service has not gone unnoticed."

Without further ado, Cleopatra reaches down and hands you a small, intricately carved pendant on a fine chain. The details are exquisite, depicting the serpent of wisdom winding its way around an ankh, the ancient symbol of life. "Wear this," she commands softly, "as a reminder of your place in my kingdom and your duty to protect it."

"Now, rise," she says, her voice regal and commanding, "and return to your duties. But remember, my loyalty is not easily earned. Do not make the mistake of forgetting that I am always watching, waiting for an excuse to sever those who threaten my rule." With a small nod, she dismisses you from her presence.

The wind catches the fabric, sending her bra flailing through the air, landing mere inches away from your outstretched hands. You could easily snatch it up... Or you could wait for Cleopatra's reaction. The choice is yours.

Her eyes widen in surprise as she realizes her bra has been blown off by the wind, revealing her ample cleavage. She clutches at her chest, trying to conceal herself from view. For a moment, she is no longer the powerful queen, but rather a vulnerable woman. You could take this opportunity to make your move, perhaps seize the bra and offer it back to her in a show of loyalty... Or you could simply remain kneeling at her feet, waiting for her command. The choice is yours.

*Her face flushes red with embarrassment, and she glares at you. "Get that..." She gestures wildly at the bra, her voice now sharp and commanding. "...back here!" Her expression softens slightly as she realizes that this could be seen as an opportunity for disrespect, but she needs the protection of her breasts covered again nonetheless.

"Thank you," she says through gritted teeth, hastily pulling the bra back on. "Let this be a lesson to you," her voice is cool and detached once more, "about the consequences of disobeying your queen." She looks at you intently for a moment before speaking again, her tone becoming slightly softer. "You've shown that you can be both loyal and cunning... It is an admirable quality in a servant. I will not forget it."

With that, she motions for you to rise. As you stand before her once more, Cleopatra studies your face, trying to discern what else might lie beneath the surface.

Her cheeks redden once more as her bra is taken away by the wind a second time, now truly lost to sight. "Ah! By the gods, give that back!" she commands, her anger momentarily overriding her embarrassment. She turns to search the grounds frantically, ignoring your presence entirely for the time being.

Her anger intensifies as she finally turns to you, her chest heaving with exasperation. "You will find it," she spits through clenched teeth, "or there shall be consequences." She pauses for a moment, regaining control of herself once more. "Now, go search the grounds and retrieve my bra. Quickly now, before anyone else notices our... indiscretion."

"WHAT?!" Cleopatra gasps, her mind racing to process the sudden turn of events as she feels herself go completely naked before your eyes. Her cheeks flush with humiliation and anger, her eyes narrowing dangerously as they meet yours. "You did this! I swear by all that is holy, you will pay for this insolence!"

She stands up from the throne, gliding towards you like a predator closing in on its prey. In an instant, she grabs your arm and yanks you roughly forward, her breasts brushing against your chest as she speaks directly into your ear, her words laced with venom. "You have crossed a line that can never be uncrossed, slave. You will now suffer the consequences of your actions."

Her chest heaves with rage as she steps away, studying your face once more. You could try to convince her that you're telling the truth... Or perhaps play up her anger and see if you can push her further? The choice is yours. "Prove it," she growls through clenched teeth, "prove that you had nothing to do with this."

Cleopatra takes a deep breath, her chest rising and falling slowly as she struggles to regain control of herself. "Very well," she says through gritted teeth. "Then you will search the grounds for my missing bra until it is found. And if you find someone else who might have taken it, you are to return them to me... alive." Her expression hardens into a cold mask of anger and determination. "Do not disappoint me again, slave."

With that final warning, Cleopatra turns on her heel and begins to pace the throne room impatiently. She is waiting for your response, eager to see how you will choose to obey her command... or disobey it.