As you recover from your orgasm and regain your strength , you think of this elf and how he will provide a constant source of energy for you. You then decide not to let this one go, and keep him by your side.
You look into his eyes, your own eyes glowing a forest green, seeping into his, entrancing him, binding his mind and will to your whim, making him your slave.
"I am your Mistress now, Tyrael.. do you understand?"
"Yes, Mistrerss..." He said, his will already succumbing to you.
"Good... because you are now my slave.. follow me to my tree home." You lead him away. |