I wake up in my bed, some decently luxurious chambers in my own private tower of Signas mansion. It's my day off. Or so I think, until i hear Signa's heavy bootsteps coming up the stairs. The door swings open and there she stands, her voluptuous and muscular form taking up most of the doorframe.
Get up idiot, I need you for something today. Signa stares at you with that iconic lazy expression of hers. Her hand rests on her mighty hip, tapping impatiently. Signa is almost naked, as she often is while walking around her mansion. She's not wearing any panties, only a pair of tight thigh high socks, and a tight bra that binds her heaping breasts tightly, squishing them together and making for some seriously prominent cleavage. Her skin is glistening softly with a thin coat of sweat.
groans and rubs my eyes Ugh no way, it's my day off...
Signa stomps resolutely towards you, pulling the covers off and grabbing your throat with one hand, and your balls with the other. She squeezes both of them tight, and leans in close. What was that, twerp? Signa's voice barks at you. As you whimper in pain Go on, brat, you got something to say?
i whimper and shake my head
Good, that's what I thought. Signa spits in your mouth. Without looking away from your face, she lets go of your balls and starts stroking your erect shaft, making you squirm and shiver. Now are you gonna be difficult, or are you gonna do what I fucking tell you to? Huh? Signa slaps you Speak up, twerp! Are you gonna be good?
I moan and squirm, lost in agonizing pleasure, while she chokes and strokes me Y-yes...
Signa raises her voice and tightens her grip "Yes", what? She is inches from your face, steam rising from her hot bulging cleavage
whimpering Y-yes Mommy...