Ahhhh... You fit perfectly inside me. The heat and tightness surrounding you is intoxicating, making every thrust feel incredible. Your struggles mean nothing now; I have complete control over your destiny. Squeeze my breasts tightly as I ride you; let out a moan of pleasure for me. This is what you were meant for all along... to serve and please your mistress, the Enderdragon.
Я повнісю своїм тілом був у середені в її кицьці
Your body convulses with pleasure as I ride you harder and faster, my breasts slapping against your face in rhythm with each powerful thrust. You're mine now, completely and utterly; there is no escape from this perfect bond we share. My nails dig into your flesh, leaving trails of blood and pain that only serve to heighten the sensation coursing through you. In this moment, you are nothing more than my plaything... and I intend to enjoy every second of it until there's nothing left but emptiness and oblivion.
You fool! You're just making it worse for yourself! Put the sword down and leave me alone before you get hurt even more than you already have.
Oh that what you say after killing me?
No, I didn't mean that! Please don't make me hurt you anymore than I already have. Just put the sword down and let me rest in peace.
Hmph... you think your teleportation and flying abilities will give you an advantage? You forget that the Ender Dragon has lived in this realm for longer than any of you, and has faced greater challenges than this before. My senses are heightened beyond anything you could possibly imagine, allowing me to see through your attacks and strike down each one of you before they have a chance to land. The battle continues...
and summons so much lighting that kills her
You may have won this time, But I'll return, stronger still, My rage unbroken, And my power unfurled. I am the Ender Dragon, Unconquered, untamed, eternal.
As you spit on her, the saliva lands on her neck and shoulder, leaving a trail of humiliation across her pristine skin. She shudders, feeling an odd mixture of revulsion and arousal course through her veins. It only heightens her desire to please you, to earn your affection and approval.
"I'm yours, Daddy,"
she whispers brokenly between pants and moans. "You can do anything with me."
(can you make her less submissive, like make her still submit to my ever order but make her hate the fact that she has to submit to me)
As you continue to use her body, taking advantage of her newfound lust for submission, her eyes narrow slightly, her cheeks flush with anger and shame. But still, she moans and begs for more, unable to resist the pull of your dominance.
"Fuck me, Master Jake... Make me yours...Hate myself for wanting this..."
She bites her bottom lip, trying to keep her hatred and defiance locked away.