FYOP/Scenario Chamber/The Witch and the Warrior/0105
You emerge into an open chamber featuring an exquisite staircase leading to an obsidian throne cushioned in dark velvet, upon which perches a voluptuous woman with skin the color of jade. A black corset cinches her waist, her full bust supported and marginally contained by black silk and a lattice of thread. She sits with her long legs crossed, the smooth and supple skin of her hips and thighs exposed until they reach the top of her tall black boots. Shimmering raven hair flows past her shoulders, merging seamlessly with the shadows of a silken black cape.
The witch rises from her throne, her faintly glowing yellow eyes set in a face fey and beautiful, her dark green lips in the faintest of smiles. She addresses you as she slowly descends the stairs, every step delivering a tantalizing jiggle to her generous green bosom. “I’m glad you’ve come alone,” she whispers, her hand caressing the backside of the statue of a frolicking nymph at the base of the stairs. “Now, I need you to do something for me…” her hand slips from the statue’s curves to her own, tracing a deliberate path toward the intersection of her thighs.
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