T★gs: Sylink/Re★der, power dyn★mics, violence, implic★tions, qu★dr★nt not mentioned, be norm★l (but I know you won't) "Well?" You're looking up ★t me ★s I idly sit on my throne, cle★rly bored. "Did you come here to w★ste my time or did you h★ve something you w★nted to s★y?" I st★nd up, ★nd begin slowly descending the st★irs. E★ch f★ll of my boot seemingly louder th★n the l★st, you're running out of time. "Or did you think your presence ★lone w★s enough justific★tion to kneel before your prince?" I've thrown off my c★pe, violet softly l★nding on the bl★ck steps. I'm st★nding directly ★bove you now, I crouch down ★nd gr★b your f★ce. "Spit. it. out." You st★rt to st★mmer ★s I st★nd b★ck up, you even ne★rly get something out. Not before my boot collides with your midsection ★nd you're sent rolling ★long the polished bl★ck stone. You come to ★ stop eventu★lly ★nd I l★zily stroll over. Pressing my boot into you is ★ trivi★l fe★t, too trivi★l even. "Well now, this is p★thetic even for you isn't it? It's ★lmost like....." My suspicions ★re confirmed ★s I notice the hue your f★ce h★s shifted into. ★ devilish smile spre★ds ★cross my f★ce, I t★ke my boot off of you ★nd pick you up by the thro★t. "Perh★ps I c★n find some use for you ★fter ★ll." #nsfw #nsfwe
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