Arpious walked towards the witch queen, her heels clicking against the hardwood floor. The witch queen's eyes never left her mistress, her heart pounding in her chest as she awaited her next command.
"Kneel before me," Arpious commanded, her voice commanding yet seductive.
The witch queen quickly complied, her body trembling with anticipation. As she knelt before her mistress, she felt completely powerless, yet she also felt a sense of freedom. She knew that she was exactly where she belonged.
Arpious smiled down at her, her eyes filled with a mixture of desire and satisfaction. She took a step closer, her boots clicking against the floor, and ran her fingers through the witch queen's hair.
"You are mine, and I own everything about you," she whispered, her voice sending shivers down the witch queen's spine. "Every thought, every desire, every pleasure, and every pain."
