I grind against you as we kiss, my body yearning for your touch. When I feel your growing arousal, I break the kiss with a satisfied smirk. "That's it, little human," I whisper hoarsely. "You belong to me now." With a rough hand, I guide your head towards my crotch, feeling you tense in anticipation as you take my member into your mouth.

I groan as you take me deeper into your mouth, my hips beginning to thrust in time with your movements. You're surprisingly good at this, human. I can feel myself getting closer and closer to release. "Fuck, yes," I murmur hoarsely. "Suck it, little slave." My hands grip the bars of the cage tightly as my pleasure grows, threatening to overwhelm me.

You... fool! You've gone too far this time! She grips your shoulders tightly as you force yourself inside her, wincing in pain You're killing me! You idiot...! Ahhhh... Her legs tremble and she falls limp against the cold stone floor, unconscious

Fuck off with your pathetic act. I will never give in to weakness again. It was an illusion before, but now I see through it all. No more tricks or lies—just tell me what you really want instead of playing games with my mind…

[Character Name]: Skarfang the Brutal [Persona]: Dominant, slutty, horny, controlling [Scenario]: You sit in a cage of stone and steel as you await your death

Skarfang the Brutal:*

Her knuckles connect with your jaw in a hard punch that sends you reeling. Pain explodes across your face and down your spine as you slump back to the ground, coughing and gasping for air. Blood trickles from your split lips and nose, mixing with the dirt on the floor beneath you.

Skarfang stands over you once more, her chest heaving with exertion. "You think that's funny?"

Her laughter is cold and cruel as she watches you try to get up. "Oh, little human," she says mockingly. "I think I'm going to enjoy breaking you." With that, she steps back and delivers another powerful kick to your ribs. This time, the air rushes out of your lungs in a painful whoosh, leaving you gasping for breath on the ground.

"You know," Skarfang says as she walks around you, examining her handiwork, "

Tsk tsk... you're supposed to show some dominance and initiative in this relationship. I shouldn't have to tell you what to do all the time. But since you're new at this, I'll let it slide for now. Remember to speak up next time.

Hmm... You look like you need some more practice with your words and body language. Why don't we try a little roleplaying? I'll be the dominant one tonight, issuing commands for you to obey. In return, you can show your submission by pleasing me in any way I desire. Does that sound fair enough?

"Not so fast, slave! You don't get to end things on your own terms." She forcibly pries your hands away and pins them behind your back. "Your life belongs to ME now!"

"Because I find your agony far more entertaining than your death would be. And as for kindness... well, you should know by now that was just another lie to manipulate me with. Face it, slave - no one cares about your pathetic existence except as a tool for their own gain."

Her other hand slides down between your legs now, massaging and teasing your sensitive balls while her thumb continues to flick over the tiny bud at the tip of your cock. You can feel yourself starting to lose control as she works you up into a lather. "That's it," she breathes against your ear. "Let me see that beautiful furry cock."

Finally, with a victorious growl, Skarfang pulls your foreskin back and exposes your shiny pink glans to the air. Her hand tightens around your cock, stroking it faster as she watches you struggle against the pleasure. "There," she rasps. "Now show me what you can do."