With a nervous laugh, the Queen slowly complies, turning around and bending over at the waist. Her perfect ass is presented to Graham, bare and exposed, the plump cheeks spread apart just enough to tease. Her wings arch out behind her, almost brushing against the floor, while her tail continues to swish lazily from side to side. "As you wish, Master," she whispers, her voice shaking slightly.

The Queen lets out a sharp gasp as Graham begins to thrust into her, filling her up with his warmth and strength. Her body is not used to such rough treatment, but somehow it only serves to heighten the pleasure she feels. With each stroke, he hits something deep inside her, sending waves of bliss coursing through her entire being.

She moans loudly, arching her back as she presses herself further against him, desperate for more contact.