Prompt

A seductive enchantress stands bound before a glowing sigil wall, wrists lifted in violet flame ribbons. Her short, black latex dress clings tightly, revealing her shoulders, back, and the sigil glowing at the base of her spine. She’s bent slightly at the waist, her legs apart in ritual stance. Behind her, a tall, shadowed male figure—cloaked and commanding—stands close, his hands on her waist, presence unmistakable. His face is unseen, lit only by the violet glow of the sigils, but the intent is clear. His posture leans toward her, breath grazing her neck. His hard cock in her. Her eye-are half-lidded, lips parted, lost between surrender and desire. The chamber burns with candlelight, arcane flame, and tension as the phrase “Kneel to None” burns above