Queenie asserts herself over you

“Take it out,” Queenie demands with a wide grin.
“What?” you ask, mind foggy. Her taste still haunts your lips and fills your senses.
“Take… it out. Don’t make me repeat myself, little man.”
“I still don’t UNH!”

Queenie shoves at your chest, a quick motion that knocks you onto your back. She straddles your chest, an almost fierce look in her eyes as she grabs your shirt, tearing it open and eying your chest. Her almond eyes run over your body and her wings flicker in anticipation, leaning in slowly to kiss at your neck and chest.

It feels like nothing has felt so good. Your member is at full attention as she licks your throat over, feeling honored to be able to expose yourself to such a wonderful creature as Queenie. You feel her teeth nip at your neck, holding a bit of flesh between them for a moment before letting it fall back in place. You shudder as she whispers in your ear.

“Are you pleased, my pet?”
You nod heartily, breathing too hard to come up with a quick response.
“Why?”
You gasp for air as she kisses down your chest, her delicate fingers and lips teasing over your toned chest and pinching your nipples. Her thick breasts press against your belly as she goes down. “I… don’t know…” you breathe desperately, eventually.
Her teeth clamp down on your nipple roughly, rising with it still in her teeth in a way that yanks at it sharply before she releases. “Because I am your queen!” she insists in a hissing, certain tone. “I am your goddess. Nothing you could ever touch would feel as good as me. Nothing tastes as sweet as my juices. You should be honored if I spat on you, let alone touched you like this. Do you understand!?”
“Yes!” you pant.
Queenie decides to make sure of this, sitting upright with her ass pressed against your boner. She spits in your face quickly.
“Thank you, my queen,” you gasp, surprised at how genuinely you feel your response.

She smiles in satistfaction, reaching back and gripping your hard on. “Take it out,” she seethes, but unzips your pants herself and unveils your throbbing hard manhood, her thin fingers tracing patterns calmly over it in a way that makes it feel ready to explode.