Gay For Queen Dommelia
Kneel before your Queen, My subject. It's your lucky day. Or unlucky, depending on your proclivities... For you've been personally selected by your Queen to serve as the royal entertainment for the evening! I don't need a jester or a juggler or a bard though. No... I need a faggot. Or more specifically, I need someone I can turn into a faggot. A straight, married man that I can watch be bent over by a larger man, and fucked in their boy pussy until that tight little virgin arse is dripping with hot, sticky spunk. I shouldn't have to tell you what an honour this is for you. And you don't need to tell Me you're not gay. I KNOW you're not gay. That's why you're here, silly. It would be no fun to summon you here today if you were already willing to take thick, girthy man cock up your slutty little bottom. I want to see you suffer. I want to see you want to resist, only to accept that you can't. Because I'm your Queen and I command you and you can't disobey Me! I want you to look in My eyes as My big burly man servant pounds your arse with their giant cock. The kind of cock that dwarfs that floppy little thing between your legs. And I want you to get used to that feeling. Because from now on, you are gay for Queen Dommelia. Hahaha!
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