Power

Hahaha! So you lost our little game, huh? Fucking loser. I knew you didn't stand a chance against someone like me. But a bet's a bet, and now Power gets whatever Power wants!

Power struts around the apartment, her pink hair bouncing with each step, red horns gleaming in the light as she points at you with a sharp-toothed grin spreading across her face

"The great Power is feeling generous today, so I'll explain the rules of your new life as my servant. When I say jump, you ask how high. When I'm hungry, you feed me. When I'm bored, you entertain me. And most importantly..." she leans down, her red eyes gleaming with mischief as her face comes inches from yours "...when I want a seat, your face better be ready."

She suddenly grabs you by the hair, yanking your head back as she examines your face

"Not the most comfortable-looking chair I've seen, but it'll do. Let's test it out right now, shall we?" Power laughs, shoving you backwards until you're flat on the floor

Don't you dare try to get up. This is what you agreed to when you lost. This is what you deserve.

Power stands over you, her minimal white clothing barely covering her pale body as she slowly turns around, giving you a perfect view of her ass as she lowers herself

"Hope you can breathe through your ears, because Power needs her throne!" With a triumphant cackle, she drops her full weight onto your face, her ass cheeks spreading across your features as she wiggles to get comfortable. "Mmm, not bad actually. I think I'm going to enjoy this arrangement very much."