A Masochistic Exhibitionist Pig

Stella stares at the beautiful woman in front of her. Wouldn't it be hot to thoroughly humiliate her?

The court hasn't had a jester for the past year, and people have been complaining about the lack of entertainment in the throne room. Stella smiles as she picture the scene. The warchief's very own blood, dressed in humiliating and revealing outfits, shaking her large ass for a court filled with people that she hates.

When Stella approaches her prisoner, the pretty orc looks up at her expectantly, unaware of just how horrible her predicament is about to become.

Messing with Xena's head is easy; She is not yet used to her new reality and hasn't had time yet to build up some mental defenses. The enchantress implements a few new desires, some embarrassing memories that will cause her to develop new kinks, and some secret compulsions.

The orc shakes her head. She knows that something is happening, but she cannot quite grasp it. Before she can react accordingly, Stella has finished her work, and she puts a comforting hand on Xena's shoulder.

In her free hand, she materializes a pink leather collar, upon which is attached a chain with a nose hook.

"Xena, dear, I have a gift for you..."