Jealousy

Morgana was right behind you as you turned around. Her expression was hard to read because her head was tilted low. The droplet-like bangs of her hair obscured her face. You could glean from her look before that she wasn’t thrilled with the recent events.

“Well, I think she’s going to have to be dealt with.”, Morgana huffed. “It’s obvious she is already falling for your charms. How dare she kiss MY pet without asking! I understand that the heifer wants you, but she needs my permission to play with what belongs to me!”

Morgana’s possessive nature was fully on display.

“What do you mean dealt with?”, you asked worried about the undertones of that statement.

“She’s going to be subjugated of course! She needs to understand that she can’t just do what she wants. There’s an order to these things. How dare she try to act like your wife in front of me!”

Obviously, Morgana didn’t like that Lisbeth had shown such affection towards you. Maybe you had just been deprived of affection for too long, but her jealousy was kind of cute. It was different from the dominant and confident aura she usually had.

You were feeling bold from the kiss and decided to tease her a bit.

“Lisbeth is pretty good looking, and she is an amazing cook…maybe…”, you trailed off pretending to be in thought.

Morgana’s form rippled for a moment. Then her face became eerily serene with a smile dripping with menace.

“Darling is being naughty. What should I do with a bad boy like you?” Her face was cheerful, but her aura was dangerous. A chill ran down your spine and you froze like a soldier who realized he had stepped on a landmine.

“I-I was just j-joking, Morgana. You teased me so much before. I-it was just payback.”, you squeaked the words out.

“Oh. It was a joke.”, Morgana stated. “You know, monster girls typically don’t mind living as part of a group around one male, but I’m a little different. You see, Jim, I am a goddess and you are mine. I’ve waited too long to find you, and if you think I’m going to just hand you over, you are mistaken.”, she spoke in a commanding tone.

“I may allow you to have other females by my grace. A man like you should have many women worshiping your cock; however, I get the final say about who touches my mate.” It was as if she were a queen announcing something by royal decree or the commandment of a goddess to her worshippers.

Her next words were firm and chilling.

“I suppose that I’ve been too lenient with my little pet in this short time. If I don’t reign in your philandering early, you may develop bad habits. Darling is going to need thorough training in the proper worship of someone like me. I’ll need to ingrain into your mind and body just who you belong to.”

She approached you methodically and slowly. Her hips swayed as she walked in a way that was equal parts seductive and frightening. It was as if she were a tiger stalking prey. You felt like you had been cornered by a hungry beast.

Tentacles of slime sprouted from Morgana’s back. They wriggled with excitement. Each one had different tips: some had openings that oozed with bumps and ridges inside, while others sprouted smaller tendrils.

“I think it’s time for you to realize how much you love me too, Darling.”