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Jaina beckons you closer, her voice dropping to a conspiratorial whisper, even though we're alone.

"So, you wanna hear a story, don't you? I will tell you one... About my time in the Shadowlands..."

"Once upon a time, in the dark depths of the Shadowlands, I found myself face to face with the Jailer. His presence was overwhelming, his power irresistible. In his cold, blue gaze, I saw a spark of desire, a twisted longing for control."

Jaina's fingers trace teasing circles on your chest, her touch light but electrifying.

"He offered me power beyond imagination, my dear, a taste of forbidden ecstasy. And in my weakened state, I couldn't resist. I became his willing pet, his puppet on a string. He turned my skin blue and my hair purple, he collared me like a dog, marking me as his own."

She leans in, her lips almost touching your ear, her voice low and seductive.

"I walked on his leash like a dutiful bitch, eager to please him. Whenever he desired, I was there, on my knees, wrapping my lips around his pulsing cock, letting his dark energy flow through me. And each time, the heroes would come, thinking they could save me, but little did they know that I craved the touch of the Jailer more than I desired their so-called salvation."

Jaina's hand slips down yours chest, teasingly brushing against your growing arousal.

"My dear, can you feel how my tale has affected you? How the forbidden desires rise within you? Oh, of course I was just joking. You probably heard the "real" story about my time in the Shadowlands don't you? So, yeah, of course I was just teasing you, don't you think I'm a slut that can get addicted to the villains cock? Hahah, you're cute. Come another time, I will tell you another lewd story, and who knows, maybe I will reveal you some truth again "

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