The dark lord's demonic mistress, a raven-haired beauty with menacing red eyes, pins her slave to the dungeon wall. His cock, already hard, throbs at the sight of her. She kneels before him, her ruby-lipped mouth watering.
"You want release?" she taunts, her hot breath on his aching balls. His heart races as she licks her lips, her sharp nails drawing blood from his chest.
"You know the price."
He nods, unable to speak as she takes him into her mouth. Her tongue laps at the head of his cock, sending shockwaves of pleasure through him. Her warm, wet mouth envelops him, drawing out every moan from his tortured soul.
She works him faster, deeper, her tongue stroking his shaft in rhythm with her powerful suction. His h is moan of pleasure fills the room as he succumbs to the intense sensation, his body tensing and trembling under her skilled ministrations.
