<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 150%; line-height: 116%;"><span style="color: #FFBFBF">Sintrina Acantha</span></span></div><br/><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #FFBFBF">Queen Sintrina</span></div><br/><br/><div style="text-align: center;"><a class="postlink" href="http://obraz-women.ru/sites/default/files/shutterstock_82491346-1.jpg">[ img ]</a></div><br/><br/>Sintrina rose a fine brow as she continued to move the dildo inside of Deanna, pulling it out when she felt that it could not move further. She then began to move the dildo in and out with a slow motion and she began to speak with a bored tone,<span style="color: #FFBFBF"> "My, I spoil you a little and already you take a tone with me. I only want to give you pleasure, Deanna. I plan to show you many new things, but you accusations are very hurtful..."</span>Sintrina trailed off, ignoring Deanna's outburst. She brought her left hand to her mouth, licking her thumb and then pressing it gently against Deanna's clit. Her right hand continued to move the dildo in and out.<br/><br/>She slowly increased the pace as Deanna's angry expression was erased with one of pleasure. She decided she would grant the woman her climax this time. However, the words of Deanna had crept back to her mind and she found a slow anger surging forth in her from it. Deanna was beginning to moan above her and she kept her face calm as she worked. She pushed the dildo deeper each time, causing Deanna to give a satisfied moan. Her pace quickened, as did the woman's breathing. Sintrina let her thumb quit rubbing Deanna's clit, replacing it with her mouth. Eagerly suckling the nub of nerves. She let her free hand trail to Deanna's stomach, feeling the muscles twitch beneath her fingertips, the moaning began to be accompanied by writhing as Deanna tried to speed up her climax, but Sintrina would not allow it. No, she was going to let this one build as high as it could possibly go.<br/><br/>When Deanna began to arch, her hips rose from the bed slightly. Sintrina pushed them back down, holding the woman still as possible. Her tongue flicked Deanna's clit mercilessly and Deanna was beginning to give light flinches with each flick. Her moans had turned into gasps, unable to make noise any longer. Sintrina felt the woman's body tighten and she drove the dildo faster into her, kissing and licking the small bud of Deanna. A loud, long moan was heard from above and Sintrina couldn't help but smile, slowing the dildo down to ease Deanna from her high. The woman's body was trembling and her breaths were shaky.<br/><br/>When Sintrina finally sat up to look at her, Deanna was covered in a sheen of sweat, eyes clench and lips partially open as she sucked in precious air. The anger in Sintrina was now at full force and she pulled the dildo out of the woman, climbing off the bed to stand over her. She grabbed her chin in her hands, forcing her to face her,<span style="color: #FFBFBF">"You will never refer to me by my name ever again, do you understand me? I am your Queen, your ruler. I own you, Deanna. The next time you speak to me in such a way, I won't grant you a climax--I will simply have you tied up--forever denied any hope of satisfaction. You will be brought near your peak and then it will be ripped away. Every. Time. Then, when I finally tire of your used, filthy body--I'll throw you to the slaves and let them have you to do what they will...and trust me, they won't be looking out for your pleasure."</span><br/><br/>Sintrina let Deanna's face go and she felt a calm enter her,<span style="color: #FFBFBF">"Now...Deanna--since I am still in quite the generous mood, I will ask you...What do you desire for me to do to you? Or would you rather be free and play?" </span>