The fairy slave

The mighty warrior, clad in black leather and wielding a whip, stepped into the dark dungeon. His eyes scanned the shackles that bound the naked figure of the fairy slave. A smile curled on his lips as he approached her, his footsteps echoing ominously in the silence. The fairy, trembling with fear and anticipation, lifted her head to meet his gaze. Their eyes locked in a fiery exchange of dominance and submission.The warrior grabbed a fistful of her long, silky hair and yanked her head back, forcing her to arch her back in subjugation. He trailed the tip of the whip across her soft, delicate skin, from her rounded stomach to the swell of her perfect breasts. Each flick sent shivers of excitement down her spine.Undeterred by her pleas for mercy, the judge handed down a severe sentence.