You’ve creeped long enough and She’s come after you. Finally in grasp, you are ordered to follow Her; your new Queen. She lures with an irresistible display of the power She obtains right in Her very hands with slaps and pokes of Her tool of torment. Showing off Her gloves, you learn they are to be worshiped. And you wouldn’t dare think to resist. If you just so happen to, you know you would be facing the Queen’s ****. She glides Her iron **** along your cock and balls explaining the wickedness of what is to come if you do not obey.
