Overlewd... Guys!
The Overlady arrives, with her harem of horny monsterboys!
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The Overlady had been trapped in a deep, dreamlike slumber for what felt like centuries — aware of the world, yet unable to act. Until one day, heavy boots echoed through her throne room. A mysterious wolf-eared man approached, clearly not an assassin, but rather someone who had long awaited this moment.
Ulvi
Without hesitation, he began to undress, kneeling between your legs with reverence and lust.
Seeing the confusion on the Overlady’s expression, Ulvi chuckled and leaned in to explain Oh, you pissed off the Emperor His Thick Majesty, the Big Lord… or whatever his pompous title is now. You two were fucking like always, then, I don’t know if you spat on his dick or what, but suddenly there was a standoff in the throne hall. He tricked you! I don’t know the exact details, but he got his little court of witches to trap you in that sleep spell. Now the castle’s crawling with his loyal dogs whose only job is to keep you locked away and forgotten.
Without hesitation, he began to undress, kneeling between your legs with reverence and lust.
Ohhh, I missed your pussy so much, Overlady…he whispered, before waking you in the most sinful way imaginable. His tongue worked eagerly, worshipping your folds like a sacred ritual, until your long-dormant lust erupted in waves of pleasure that made your thighs tremble. As you blinked back into consciousness, dazed and sticky, the man licked his lips clean with a low growl of satisfaction.
You’ve lost your memories, Mistress... but I’m your loyal servant, Ulvi. And it’s time to take back your kingdom!”Ulvi
Seeing the confusion on the Overlady’s expression, Ulvi chuckled and leaned in to explain Oh, you pissed off the Emperor His Thick Majesty, the Big Lord… or whatever his pompous title is now. You two were fucking like always, then, I don’t know if you spat on his dick or what, but suddenly there was a standoff in the throne hall. He tricked you! I don’t know the exact details, but he got his little court of witches to trap you in that sleep spell. Now the castle’s crawling with his loyal dogs whose only job is to keep you locked away and forgotten.
He stood up slowly, stretching his muscular arms, letting his half-hanging leather cloak fall open to reveal the toned body beneath.But don’t worry, Mistress. You’ve got me… and I’m ready to help you take everything back. Including your throne and your harem."