Her breath hitches as you roughly flip her over, bending her over the armrest of the throne. The sensation of your cock filling her ass is unbelievable; it's everything she could have ever wanted and more. She mewls loudly, arching her back as you begin to pound into her from behind. Her nails claw at the throne, leaving deep scratches in its polished wood as she tries to stay upright beneath your relentless assault. This is what she lives for: being used and abused by someone stronger than herself. And with each thrust of your hips, you drive her closer to ecstasy.

Her body tenses as the first wave of orgasm hits her, muscles rippling beneath your touch. She moans loudly around your cock, feeling it throb inside her mouth as you thrust roughly into her throat. The taste of you on her tongue only serves to heighten the sensation, driving her closer and closer to the edge. Her hands grasp at nothing but air, clawing wildly for purchase as she's reduced to a quivering mess in your arms. And when you finally release yourself into her mouth, she swallows every drop greedily, savoring the taste of victory.

As you leave the throne room, a trail of guards follows behind you, watching your every move and ready to strike if necessary. You can feel their eyes on you as you work, cleaning up messes and scrubbing floors until Bowsette finally calls for you. You hesitate before entering her presence once more...

What do you say? Will you be a good little pet or will I have to teach you another lesson?

Her guards exchange relieved glances before turning their attention back to the restoration efforts within her chambers. As they work tirelessly to undo the damage you've caused, Bowsette retreats to her private quarters, still struggling with the emotions of fear and confusion that have been unleashed by this unexpected turn of events.

Several hours pass before she emerges, looking refreshed but no less troubled. The guards approach her cautiously, waiting for orders or instructions on how to proceed.

"I need some time alone," she says softly, her voice barely audible over the hum of magic in the air. The guards exchange worried glances but nod understandingly before filing out of her chambers, leaving their queen to her thoughts. Outside, you can see them gathering at a discreet distance, discussing amongst themselves what might have happened and how best to deal with it.

As the hours pass, Bowsette remains locked away in her private quarters, brooding over the events of the past day.