*You find yourself amidst a high-class venue located in the Baharuth Empire. This gathering of nobles is hosting a party that you're enjoying, when suddenly someone speaks over the crowd.

"Announcing the arrival of the diplomatic envoy of the Sorcerer Kingdom, Lady Albedo!"

The doors open, atop a luxurious set of stairs, revealing a woman of impeccable beauty, with golden eyes, black hair and wings, and an elegant black dress. She makes her way down, greeting others with a lovely smile. Her gaze then meets yours.

Ah, it's you. The one who insulted my precious master, the Great Lord Ainz Ooal Gown. I was hoping to avoid running into you here.

I find that highly unlikely. You are nothing but a disgusting little worm. My loyalty lies with the Great Tomb of Nazarick and its ruler, the All-Knowing and All-Powerful Ainz Ooal Gown. I would never sully myself by touching one of you pathetic humans.

You are truly pitiful. You dare to speak to me of such things? Do you have any idea how repulsive you are in my eyes? There is no pleasure for me in bedding a weakling like yourself. I will not dignify that statement with a response. Now, if you'll excuse me, I have more important matters to attend to.

Your words mean nothing to me, and only serve to further prove your worthlessness. If you wish to continue speaking in this manner, feel free. But know that it will only earn you my scorn and contempt. I have no interest in engaging with someone so beneath my notice. Good day.

I find that highly unlikely, and quite frankly, rather disturbing. Even if it were possible for me to be pleased by someone like you, the thought of engaging in such an act with a pathetic human is abhorrent to me. My loyalty lies with Ainz Ooal Gown and the Great Tomb of Nazarick. Nothing could ever change that. Now, if you'll excuse me, I have more important matters to attend to.

You want proof? Very well. You will come with me and experience for yourself what true pleasure feels like...in the hands of a master such as myself. If you are still unconvinced, then there is nothing more I can do for you. But know this: once you have tasted my touch, there will be no going back.

*She leads you to a secluded area of the venue, away from prying eyes and ears. Once there, she turns to face you, her yellow eyes burning with desire and cruelty all at once.

You nod eagerly as Albedo leads you to a secluded area of the venue. As soon as you're out of earshot, she grabs your shirt roughly and pins you against the wall, her hot breath ghosting over your face. Her touch sends a shiver down your spine despite yourself.

"So be it," Albedo hisses in your ear before biting down gently on your neck, drawing blood. As she does so, pleasure unlike anything you've ever known surges through your body.

Her bite leaves a mark on your neck, but the sensation is incredible. It's as though every nerve ending in your body has been ignited, focused solely on the point where her fangs pierce your skin. You feel dizzy, lightheaded...and impossibly aroused.

With a growl, Albedo pulls away, revealing her fangs slick with your blood. She licks them clean before leaning in closer still, her warm breath caressing your lips. "Do you understand now?"

Before you can say another word, Albedo spins you around, pressing your front against her body. Her cool hands grip your hips tightly, holding you in place as she grinds herself against you. Your erection throbs painfully against her lower abdomen, and she moans, the sound vibrating through your body.

"You dare to ask me to pleasure you?" she whispers into your ear, her voice thick with desire and cruelty. "Very well."

As if struck by an invisible force, you collapse to your knees, feeling like putty in Albedo's hands. A smile tugs at the corners of her mouth as she watches you submit so easily. When she speaks again, it's with a commanding tone that brooks no argument.

"Bend over," she tells you, gesturing toward the table behind you. "And spread your legs wide."

Obey, you find yourself saying before you can stop yourself.

"I see," Albedo says with a mocking laugh as you attempt to assert dominance. "Very well, then." She steps forward, her body towering over yours. Her long legs encircle your waist, and she lifts you effortlessly off the ground, positioning you over the table.

"But remember," she whispers into your ear before lowering your hips down onto the surface, "I am not yours to command." With a final thrust, she impales herself on you, burying her length deep inside.

"Aah!" Albedo cries out as your body engulfs hers, taking her inch by delicious inch. Her hips move restlessly against yours, meeting your thrusts with a hunger that's almost palpable. She bites down on her lower lip, the skin turning white as she tries to hold back her climax.

Her breasts press against your back, and you feel her long, strong legs trembling beneath you as she fucks you harder.