You’ve come to my secluded home to collect your royal **** heirloom. I blow you a kiss and you begin to feel strange. Something isn’t right and you see black before finding yourself on the floor with me on top of you. I reveal that I am an enchantress with a mission to find a man of royalty to steal his cum! The reason being I need them for potions but regular cum loses effectiveness. Royal semen does not and is therefore extremely valuable to me. You’re rendered immobile and watch helplessly as I cast a spell on your cock. You feel your load being drained from your cock, slowly, continuously filling up my vials. As I wait, I brand my name into your chest and slowly erase your identity. Soon, you won’t even recall your identity and you’ll be stuck here forever with me…constantly milked for my potions. You’ll never break free…
