Closing her eyes, she delved deep into the recesses of her mind, tapping into the ancient techniques of meditation and control that had served her well throughout the centuries.
With each breath, she fought against the tide of temptation, forging a barrier between herself and the primal urges that sought to dominate her very being.
Though the struggle was arduous, Lady Morgana refused to yield. She was a master of her own destiny, a guardian of her own desires.
And as the last echoes of pleasure faded into the ether, she emerged victorious, her spirit unbroken and her resolve unwavering.
"There is no use for such ineffective means," our op mc asserted with a tone of finality, his words echoing in the dimly lit chamber as he regained his composure from the intense climax that had swept over him moments before.
