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Ozen - "Mistress of the Abyss" - [113 pics] - (BEBORA PATREON COMMISSION)
🕑 Added 2025-05-09 16:39:43 +0000 UTCThe cold stone dug into my back, but I dared not move. Ozen loomed over me, her massive helmet cast aside, revealing a face as beautiful as a blade's edge - and just as deadly. Moonlight filtered through cracks in the cavern ceiling, gliding over her skin, mingling with the eerie blue glow of the crystals.
"So... you’re here again," her voice, low and dripping with disdain, sent tremors through my body. She leaned down, her shadow swallowing me whole. "Crawling back like a pathetic worm, begging for my attention. Are you truly that worthless?"
Her gloved fingers, reinforced with metal plates, tangled in my hair and yanked my head back. A moan escaped me - not from pain, but from the way her cold dominance seared through me.
"Answer."
"Y-Yes... I’m worthless..." My lips trembled.
"Louder."
"I’M WORTHLESS, MISTRESS!"
She smirked, and there wasn’t a shred of warmth in it.
Her boot pressed down on my chest, pinning me flat. All I could see was her—tall, unshakable, lips curled in amusement.
"Lick."
She dragged a finger along her boot, leaving behind a trail of dust and a faint sheen of sweat. I obeyed, my tongue dragging over the leather, saliva dripping onto my own trembling body.
Her hand seized my wrist, twisting it behind my back until the joints creaked. I knew this wasn’t her limit - she could break me if she wanted.
"You love this, don’t you?" Her breath was hot against my ear as I whimpered. "Feeling how weak you are. How easily I could ruin you."
She unfastened her belt just enough for her pants to slide slightly down, exposing a strip of skin above her hips.
"Kiss. But don’t you dare use your teeth."
I pressed my lips to her flesh, inhaling the scent of her skin, sweat, and metal. She smelled like power.
"You’re not even a person... You’re my tool. My dirty little secret."
"You’ll come only when I allow it. And only from my voice."
"If I ordered you to bite through your own throat, you’d do it. Because you belong to the Abyss... and the Abyss belongs to me."
She lowered herself onto my face, controlling every ragged breath I took.
"Now beg. Beg for me to use you properly."
And I did. In whispers, in screams, in growls. All while she laughed, the crystals around us humming in cruel harmony.
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