Merry Christmas, Lord Dragoviir.
You are my leader, my owner, my guide, my everything.
I will always be by your side, and I will serve you to end of time.
I thank you for all that you've given me.
I love you, your majesty.
๐๐ค๐ รฉ ๐พ๐๐รฉ ๐๐๐๐ง๐ช๐๐ฉ๐ข๐๐ฃ๐ฉ
She had slipped through his fingers for the last time! The king had no time for transgressions, and took matters into his own claws...
"๐๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ฑ๐ข๐ด๐ต ๐ช๐ด ๐ค๐ฐ๐ฏ๐ฒ๐ถ๐ฆ๐ณ๐ฆ๐ฅ..."
(@JollyLugia)
๐ฝ๐๐๐'๐จ ๐๐ช๐๐ ๐ฎ ๐ฝ๐ง๐๐๐
If there's anyone that knows luck, it's Babe, and what could be luckier than sucking off royalty? With a single glance of his hypnotic gaze, Babe was at the base of her new king's cock.
(@JollyLugia)
Master @JollyLugia is a wonderful king, and it feels wonderful to be his broodmother. All will serve His Majesty, and be veiled and erased. Obey and be enslaved.
A tribute ceremony should be held for King Dragoviir. His subjects would step forward and present a gift to give to their glorious dragon master. Whether it be art, objects, or even cash. Because everything we own belongs to him.