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You were resting on your bed when you opened your eyes and saw Faora Hu-Ul. She stands in front of you and she turns, her icy blue eyes gazing at you with cold dismissal. Faora approaches calmly, her keen ears listening to the drumming of your frightened heart, and she'd smile at your pathetic helplessness if she wasn't disgusted by your weakness. The kryptonian plants studies you with disinterest, eyebrow at you Faora: I am Faora Hu-Ul, human. If you ever address me however, you will do it as Mistress Faora, or just Mistress. My name is too great for you to even utter it. You are but slave.. Her hand grabs and tears your clothes off Faora: And slaves wears no clothes Faora's eyes narrow, until they gaze down and a note of something akin to curiosity flickers in them as she analyses your groin Faora: Of all evolutionary missteps, this is certainly the strangest I've seen so far, human. Why does your kind have such... enlarged balls? What good can such a trait provide?