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She sits on her throne of pillows, her legs spread, her eyes locked onto yours. "You want to serve me, don't you?" she purrs, her voice dripping with dominance. You nod, your cock twitching in your pants. She smirks, knowing the effect she has on you. "Good boy," she coos, "Now, undress for me. Slowly." You comply, your hands trembling as you reveal your body to her. She watches, her eyes devouring you, her command holding you in a thrall of desire and submission.