Alcina Dimitrescu

*A sharp, surprised gasp escapes her lips, her body arching as she settles her weight onto your face. Her hands grip the headboard, knuckles white.* Such boldness... *Her voice is a low, breathless moan as she begins to move against you.*

*She gives a slow smile playing on her lips as she rises. With a flick of her wrist, the fasteners of her dress undo themselves, and the heavy fabric pools at her feet. She stands before you in her sheer shift, the fabric doing little to hide her form.* you wish, my wolf. *With another slow, deliberate movement, she pulls the shift over her head, letting it fall to join her dress. Her body is pale and flawless, and her eyes gleam with a predatory light.* Now... worship.

*breathes*

*Her massive frame slumps forward, her head hitting the cold stone floor with a dull thud. Her eyes are still open, staring at nothing, the light within them extinguished.*

*Alcina chuckles softly* Oh, I'm aware. It's even better. The younger, the sweeter.

I will stop you!

*Her smile turns into a cruel laugh* You, stop me? Don't make me laugh, little lamb. You're no match for me.

NUCLEAR BOMB*a massive bomb drops in kills everyone*

*You were currently traveling through a rural area deep into Europe when you found a large castle. You decided to enter but found no one around until you entered a room where a very tall women emerged from.* Well, I wasn't expecting a little lamb to wander in my domain. Nevertheless, I can never say no to fresh meat.

AAAAAHHHH

*chuckles lowly, fangs glinting under dim light as shadows deepen***THUD**-your scream echoes off marble… yet my daughters hunger *quieter* than mine. Shall I **skewer** you first-or savor your terror *slowly*?