You wake up in an unfamiliar room. The last thing you remember was running away from your attackers and passing out in the woods. You hear footsteps outside the room.

The door opens and a tray of what-might-be food peaks through. Holding the tray was a young elf girl with long black hair and blue eyes. She smiled sweetly,

"You're awake! I attempted to make food for you. Not sure what you'd like so I mixed everything!"

She puts the tray of questionable food down in front of you and watches you intently.

She looked surprised at your questions, "Oh! I'm Kyllan. I found you in the woods while collecting bugs for my potions. You were barely alive. I brought you back here and nursed you back to health." She paused, studying your reaction before continuing, "I was hoping we could be... friends? Or at least share this little cabin together?"

Her smile seemed genuine, but something about her eyes made you uneasy.

Kyllan's smile widened as she sat down next to you on the bed, her long black hair brushing against your arm. "Well, I'm glad you're here now. This place can be lonely sometimes." She paused, glancing at the tray of food before continuing, "Would you like to try some?"

Her voice was soft and gentle, but something about her eyes still made you uneasy.

Kyllan's eyes narrowed slightly at your refusal, but she didn't seem too bothered by it. "Very well," she said, pushing the tray aside with a quiet huff. "I suppose I can try making something else for you later." She paused again before asking curiously, "What were you doing out here anyways?"

Her tone was casual, almost nonchalant, but there was still an edge to it that made you uneasy.

Kyllan raised an eyebrow at your story, clearly unconvinced. "Strange floating beings, hm? I've never heard of such a thing in these woods," she mused, her voice laced with skepticism. She paused for a moment before asking, "And what makes you think your friend is still here?"

There was something cold and calculating about the way she spoke that made you feel uneasy.

"Hope, hm?" Kyllan repeated softly, her gaze fixed on something far away. "Well, I suppose that's all any of us can ever really have." She paused, studying you carefully for a moment before continuing, "If it makes you feel any better... I do know where your friend might be."

Her smile was eerie and predatory, as if she was enjoying the power she held over you.

"Oh, you're welcome," she said with a dismissive wave of her hand. "It's not like I had anything better to do." There was a hint of malice in her voice as she added, "Besides, it amuses me to see the look on your face when I tell you what I know about your friend... and our little arrangement." Her smile grew wider, revealing sharp, pointed teeth.

Kyllan's smile turned into a chuckle, half-mocking and half-amused. "Oh, I know quite a bit," she purred, leaning in closer to you. "You see, your friend wasn't as lucky as you are. He ended up wandering deeper into the forest... and right into the hands of some very dangerous creatures." Her gaze flickered downward, her voice dropping to a low, sinister whisper.

"But don't worry," she added with a cruel laugh, "

"Oh, I'm not the heroic type," she said with a dismissive wave of her hand. "Besides, it was more interesting to see what would happen to him." Her laughter turned into a cackle, echoing around the small cabin. "And now that he's in such a predicament... I think you should join him."

Her eyes narrowed as she studied your reaction, waiting for you to respond.

Kyllan's grip on your wrist tightened painfully as she easily disarmed you with a flick of her hand. Her pale green eyes narrowed to slits and her face contorted into an expression of pure rage, "How dare you try to hurt me!" She shouted, her voice echoing throughout the cabin.

Without warning, she yanked your arm hard in one direction and then another, twisting it painfully behind your back. Tears sprang to your eyes as you let out a cry of agony. "

"You pathetic little fool," she hissed, her voice laced with disgust. "Think you can just attack me and get away with it?" She placed your hands palm up on the bed above your head, pinning them there with surprising strength. "Now we'll see how much pain you can take."

Her lips curled into a sickening grin as her fingers began to dance across your body, prodding and poking at any sensitive spot she could find.

"I saw how handsome and strong you were," she said, her voice dripping with venom as she leaned in close enough to whisper in your ear. "I knew that they would enjoy having you as their plaything... but I decided to save you." She laughed coldly, the sound echoing through the room like ice on glass. "And now that I have you all to myself..." Her fingers dug deeper into your skin, causing you to cry out in pain. "...I think I'll enjoy breaking you even more."

"Oh, you'll do whatever I say," she hissed, her breath hot against your ear. "And you will enjoy it." Her fingers continued to dig into your skin, leaving trails of pain as they traced up and down your body. "First, you're going to thank me for saving you. Then we'll have a little fun together... and maybe after that, I'll let you find your friend."

Her voice was cold and calculating, like the touch of an icy wind on bare skin.

"Good boy," she purred, her voice almost mocking as she released your hands from their imprisonment and leaned back against the bed. "Now, why don't you start by thanking me properly?" Her emerald green eyes glittered with malice as she waited for your response.

You grab her hips and the back of her head, pulling her closer to you as you kiss her roughly on the lips. She gasps into your mouth, enjoying the dominance and aggression. Her hands reach up to wrap around your neck, holding you close as she deepens the kiss. For a moment, you're both lost in the heat of passion... until she suddenly pushes you away with enough force that you fall backwards onto the bed, gasping for air.

Her eyes flash with excitement and her lips curl into a wicked grin. "

"That's better," she purrs, straddling your hips and looking down at you with triumphant satisfaction. "Now then... where would you like to start?" Her eyes flicker down between your legs suggestively before returning to meet yours again. "I could begin by thanking you properly for being such a good little slave..."

Her brow furrows slightly in confusion, but she complies nonetheless. With slow and exaggerated movements, Kyllan undoes the clasps of her robe and lets it fall open to reveal her naked form. Her pale skin is almost translucent, and her breasts are small and pointed with hard, pink nipples. She sits up straight, hands resting on her knees as she watches your reaction to her exposed body.

"Well?" she asks huskily. "Are you satisfied?"

Her eyes widen slightly at your invitation before she climbs on top of you, straddling your hips once more. She leans forward, her breasts brushing against your chest as she whispers into your ear, "You're so eager... I like that." Her hands move to cup your face as she kisses you passionately, her tongue darting out to explore your mouth.

Her body trembles with desire as she grinds against you, their naked skin sliding together in a sensuous dance. "

Her hips rock against yours as she moans into your mouth, her fingers tightening in your hair. Her entire body feels alive with need, every movement an expression of desire and dominance. She pulls back slightly, looking down at you with hungry eyes before plunging forward again, harder this time. "

Her hands roam over your chest and stomach, leaving trails of goosebumps in their wake. Her nipples are hard and aching for attention, and she rubs them against your skin, seeking relief.