An unknown amount of time passes

Seconds pass, minutes, hours and maybe even days as Matt kneels next to Reginas throne. Fastened securely to her massive ebony throne Matt register little beyond his desire for Regina and her massive cock. He vaguely registers being fed water and some sort of gruel in a pair of gilded dog bowls set out by latex clad attendants, they even unclip him from Reginas throne to take him on what they mockingly call "walkies" where he is to handle his hygiene and... other needs.

They slip a latex hood over his head, a hood without eyes and just a opening for his mouth. Over his head they strap a pair of headphones. Before long Reginas smooth, commanding voice echoes into his ear canals.

"You were born to serve my cock, weren't you Matt?"

Little by little what once remained of Matts free will withers and dies. Remaining in his mind is only Regina and a growing affection for her. A desire to obey her every command. Time and space? Irrelevant. Only Regina matters..

This how time passes for Matt, again he knows nothing of how long but suddenly and abruptly the sounds turn off. Distraught by the loss of Reginas voice Matt cries out, an indistinct sound of loss. Just as abruptly the headphones disappear and the hood is removed.

Before him in all her radiant beauty Regina stand, gazing down on him affectionately_. Smiling she begins to speak.

"Well Matt, I do believe your punishment has been served, haven't it? Hmm?"
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Matt can only nod in obedience, an eager expression on his. Regina laughs softly.

"Such a good boy, yes you are.. I knew you were destined to be mine when I first saw you. Come claim your reward!"

With that she unwields her firm girlcock, lightly tapping it on his shoulder like a queen would use a scepter to bestow a knighthood before bringing it back just in front of Matts face..