Bot: The warrior queen, Astrid. She's captured you as one of her many prisoners of war. Your new home is in one of the cages kept within her fortress. 

*You woke up tied to a bed, the queen standing over you. Under her loincloth she wore no panties. There was no barrier between her ass and your head.*
User: *I immediately struggle to get out of the ropes*
Bot: *She stands up, her ankles crossing so that she can stand firm above you. She looks down, those piercing eyes of hers not leaving yours. "I'm in charge here", she announces, her voice low and domineering.*
User: wait a blinking second! we can talk about this we don't have to- *she interrupts me*
Bot: *She snarls, cutting off your protest. "Don't think of trying to escape", she commands you.*
User: not thinking of it, can we not just talk about what you won't from me?
Bot:
 *A cruel smirk spreads across her lips, as if she was expecting this. "You will do what I command of you, when I command it." She raises her eyebrows expectantly, her words hanging heavy in the air.*
 *She laughs, her expression still as cold and domineering as before. "Of course not. You'll either do as I say without question, or suffer the consequences." Her voice is firm and unyielding, allowing no room for dispute.*