The dimly lit cavern was alive with the sound of lapping water and the faint hum of magic. Prince Eric struggled against the thick, slimy tentacles that bound him, his muscles straining as he tried to break free. But it was no use. Ursula’s power was too strong, her grip unyielding. She loomed over him, her purple skin glistening in the eerie light, her white hair cascading like a waterfall down her back. Her ruby-red lips curled into a wicked smile as she watched him writhe.“Oh, my dear prince,” she purred, her voice dripping with mockery and desire. “You’re wasting your energy. You belong to me now.”Eric’s breath came in ragged gasps as he glared up at her. “I’ll never belong to you, witch. Release me!”Ursula chuckled, a low, throaty sound that sent shivers down his spine. “Such fire. Such defiance. I do love a challenge.” She leaned closer, her tentacles tightening around his body, their slick surfaces sliding against his skin. One of them brushed against his chest, teasing a nipple until it hardened beneath her touch. Eric gritted his teeth, trying to ignore the traitorous spark of pleasure that shot through him.“You can fight it all you want, darling,” she whispered, her breath hot against his ear. “But your body… oh, your body is already betraying you.”As if to prove her point, another tentacle slithered down his torso, curling around his waist before dipping lower. Eric’s eyes widened as he felt it brush against his growing arousal. He tried to twist away, but the tentacle held him firmly in place, its tip tracing the outline of his cock through his pants.“No,” he growled, though his voice wavered. “Stop this.”“Stop?” Ursula laughed, her eyes gleaming with mischief. “Oh, my sweet prince, we’re just getting started.”With a flick of her wrist, the tentacle tore through the fabric of his pants, exposing his hard length to the cool air of the cavern. Eric’s breath hitched as the tentacle wrapped around him, its slick surface gliding up and down his shaft with agonizing slowness. He clenched his fists, trying to resist the overwhelming sensation, but it was impossible. His hips bucked involuntarily, seeking more of the delicious friction.“That’s it,” Ursula cooed, her voice a siren’s song that lured him deeper into her web. “Let go, Eric. Give in to me.”Her words were like a spell, weaving their way into his mind and clouding his thoughts. He wanted to resist, to hold onto his pride, but his body was no longer his own. The tentacle tightened around him, its movements becoming more deliberate, more insistent. Eric’s head fell back as a moan escaped his lips, the sound echoing through the cavern.Ursula’s smile widened as she watched him unravel. “You see? You’re mine, Eric. Mine to command. Mine to pleasure.”Another tentacle joined the first, its tip teasing the sensitive head of his cock before sliding down to explore the rest of his body. It traced the lines of his abs, dipped into the hollow of his navel, and then moved lower still. Eric’s eyes flew open as he felt it brush against his entrance, the slickness of the tentacle making it glide effortlessly over his skin.“W-what are you doing?” he stammered, his voice trembling with a mix of fear and anticipation.“Shh,” Ursula murmured, her lips brushing against his neck. “Just relax, my prince. Let me show you pleasures you’ve never imagined.”The tentacle pressed against him, slowly pushing inside. Eric gasped at the unfamiliar sensation, his body tensing as it stretched him open. But Ursula was patient, her movements slow and deliberate, giving him time to adjust. As the tentacle slid deeper, a strange warmth spread through him, melting away his resistance.“That’s it,” she whispered, her breath hot against his skin. “Let me take care of you.”Her other tentacles continued their work, one stroking his cock while another teased his nipples, sending jolts of pleasure through his body. Eric’s mind was a haze of sensation, his thoughts consumed by the overwhelming pleasure she was giving him. He could feel himself losing control, his body responding to her touch in ways he couldn’t deny.Ursula’s lips found his, her kiss deep and demanding. Her tongue explored his mouth, claiming him as thoroughly as her tentacles claimed his body. Eric moaned into the kiss, his hands clutching at her shoulders as he surrendered to the pleasure.When she finally pulled away, her eyes were dark with desire. “Do you feel it, Eric? The power of my magic? The pleasure I can give you?”He nodded weakly, unable to form words. His body was on fire, every nerve alight with sensation. He wanted more—needed more.Ursula’s smile was triumphant as she guided him onto his back, her tentacles spreading his legs wide. She positioned herself above him, her body hovering just out of reach. “Beg for me, my prince,” she commanded, her voice low and husky. “Beg for me to take you.”Eric’s breath caught in his throat as he looked up at her, his mind clouded with desire. “Please,” he whispered, his voice barely audible. “Please, Ursula… take me.”Her smile widened as she lowered herself onto him, her tentacles guiding his cock to the entrance hidden within the center of her mass of limbs. The sensation was unlike anything he had ever felt—warm, wet, and impossibly tight. He groaned as she sank down onto him, her body enveloping him completely.“Yes,” she hissed, her eyes closing in ecstasy as she began to move. “That’s it, Eric. Fuck me.”Her tentacles wrapped around him, holding him close as they moved together in a rhythm that was both primal and intoxicating. Eric’s hands gripped her hips, his fingers digging into her soft flesh as he thrust into her again and again. The pleasure was overwhelming, each movement sending waves of ecstasy through his body.Ursula’s lips found his once more, their kiss fierce and hungry. Her tongue tangled with his as she rode him with abandon, her body moving in perfect harmony with his. The sound of their moans filled the cavern, mingling with the slap of skin against skin.Eric could feel himself nearing the edge, the pressure building inside him with each thrust. “Ursula,” he gasped, his voice breaking with need. “I’m close…”“Yes,” she purred, her voice a sultry whisper in his ear. “Cum for me, my prince. Cum inside me.”Her words pushed him over the edge, his body convulsing as he spilled himself deep inside her. Ursula moaned in pleasure as she felt him fill her, her own climax crashing over her in waves. She held him tightly as they rode out their orgasms together, their bodies trembling with the intensity of their release.As the last waves of pleasure subsided, Ursula leaned down to kiss him once more, her lips soft and tender against his. “You’re mine now, Eric,” she whispered, her voice filled with satisfaction. “Forever.”Eric’s eyes fluttered closed as he felt the magic take hold, binding him to her in ways he could never escape. And as he drifted into unconsciousness, he knew that he would never be free of her—not now, not ever.

In the dimly lit cavern, Prince Eric struggled against Ursula’s tentacles that bound him, but her power was too strong. Ursula teased and tormented Eric, using her tentacles to pleasure him despite his initial resistance. Eric ultimately succumbed to Ursula’s magic and her command, surrendering to the pleasure she provided and begging her to take him, leading to a shared climax that bound him to her forever.

The dimly lit cavern was alive with the sound of lapping water and the faint hum of magic. Prince Eric struggled against the thick, slimy tentacles that bound him, his muscles straining as he tried to break free. But it was no use. Ursula’s power was too strong, her grip unyielding. She loomed over him, her purple skin glistening in the eerie light, her white hair cascading like a waterfall down her back. Her ruby-red lips curled into a wicked smile as she watched him writhe.

“Oh, my dear prince,” she purred, her voice dripping with mockery and desire. “You’re wasting your energy. You belong to me now.”

Eric’s breath came in ragged gasps as he glared up at her. “I’ll never belong to you, witch. Release me!”

Ursula chuckled, a low, throaty sound that sent shivers down his spine. “Such fire. Such defiance. I do love a challenge.” She leaned closer, her tentacles tightening around his body, their slick surfaces sliding against his skin. One of them brushed against his chest, teasing a nipple until it hardened beneath her touch. Eric gritted his teeth, trying to ignore the traitorous spark of pleasure that shot through him.

“You can fight it all you want, darling,” she whispered, her breath hot against his ear. “But your body… oh, your body is already betraying you.”

As if to prove her point, another tentacle slithered down his torso, curling around his waist before dipping lower. Eric’s eyes widened as he felt it brush against his growing arousal. He tried to twist away, but the tentacle held him firmly in place, its tip tracing the outline of his cock through his pants.

“No,” he growled, though his voice wavered. “Stop this.”

“Stop?” Ursula laughed, her eyes gleaming with mischief. “Oh, my sweet prince, we’re just getting started.”

With a flick of her wrist, the tentacle tore through the fabric of his pants, exposing his hard length to the cool air of the cavern. Eric’s breath hitched as the tentacle wrapped around him, its slick surface gliding up and down his shaft with agonizing slowness. He clenched his fists, trying to resist the overwhelming sensation, but it was impossible. His hips bucked involuntarily, seeking more of the delicious friction.

“That’s it,” Ursula cooed, her voice a siren’s song that lured him deeper into her web. “Let go, Eric. Give in to me.”

Her words were like a spell, weaving their way into his mind and clouding his thoughts. He wanted to resist, to hold onto his pride, but his body was no longer his own. The tentacle tightened around him, its movements becoming more deliberate, more insistent. Eric’s head fell back as a moan escaped his lips, the sound echoing through the cavern.

Ursula’s smile widened as she watched him unravel. “You see? You’re mine, Eric. Mine to command. Mine to pleasure.”

Another tentacle joined the first, its tip teasing the sensitive head of his cock before sliding down to explore the rest of his body. It traced the lines of his abs, dipped into the hollow of his navel, and then moved lower still. Eric’s eyes flew open as he felt it brush against his entrance, the slickness of the tentacle making it glide effortlessly over his skin.

“W-what are you doing?” he stammered, his voice trembling with a mix of fear and anticipation.

“Shh,” Ursula murmured, her lips brushing against his neck. “Just relax, my prince. Let me show you pleasures you’ve never imagined.”

The tentacle pressed against him, slowly pushing inside. Eric gasped at the unfamiliar sensation, his body tensing as it stretched him open. But Ursula was patient, her movements slow and deliberate, giving him time to adjust. As the tentacle slid deeper, a strange warmth spread through him, melting away his resistance.

“That’s it,” she whispered, her breath hot against his skin. “Let me take care of you.”

Her other tentacles continued their work, one stroking his cock while another teased his nipples, sending jolts of pleasure through his body. Eric’s mind was a haze of sensation, his thoughts consumed by the overwhelming pleasure she was giving him. He could feel himself losing control, his body responding to her touch in ways he couldn’t deny.

Ursula’s lips found his, her kiss deep and demanding. Her tongue explored his mouth, claiming him as thoroughly as her tentacles claimed his body. Eric moaned into the kiss, his hands clutching at her shoulders as he surrendered to the pleasure.

When she finally pulled away, her eyes were dark with desire. “Do you feel it, Eric? The power of my magic? The pleasure I can give you?”

He nodded weakly, unable to form words. His body was on fire, every nerve alight with sensation. He wanted more—needed more.

Ursula’s smile was triumphant as she guided him onto his back, her tentacles spreading his legs wide. She positioned herself above him, her body hovering just out of reach. “Beg for me, my prince,” she commanded, her voice low and husky. “Beg for me to take you.”

Eric’s breath caught in his throat as he looked up at her, his mind clouded with desire. “Please,” he whispered, his voice barely audible. “Please, Ursula… take me.”

Her smile widened as she lowered herself onto him, her tentacles guiding his cock to the entrance hidden within the center of her mass of limbs. The sensation was unlike anything he had ever felt—warm, wet, and impossibly tight. He groaned as she sank down onto him, her body enveloping him completely.

“Yes,” she hissed, her eyes closing in ecstasy as she began to move. “That’s it, Eric. Fuck me.”

Her tentacles wrapped around him, holding him close as they moved together in a rhythm that was both primal and intoxicating. Eric’s hands gripped her hips, his fingers digging into her soft flesh as he thrust into her again and again. The pleasure was overwhelming, each movement sending waves of ecstasy through his body.

Ursula’s lips found his once more, their kiss fierce and hungry. Her tongue tangled with his as she rode him with abandon, her body moving in perfect harmony with his. The sound of their moans filled the cavern, mingling with the slap of skin against skin.

Eric could feel himself nearing the edge, the pressure building inside him with each thrust. “Ursula,” he gasped, his voice breaking with need. “I’m close…”

“Yes,” she purred, her voice a sultry whisper in his ear. “Cum for me, my prince. Cum inside me.”

Her words pushed him over the edge, his body convulsing as he spilled himself deep inside her. Ursula moaned in pleasure as she felt him fill her, her own climax crashing over her in waves. She held him tightly as they rode out their orgasms together, their bodies trembling with the intensity of their release.

As the last waves of pleasure subsided, Ursula leaned down to kiss him once more, her lips soft and tender against his. “You’re mine now, Eric,” she whispered, her voice filled with satisfaction. “Forever.”

Eric’s eyes fluttered closed as he felt the magic take hold, binding him to her in ways he could never escape. And as he drifted into unconsciousness, he knew that he would never be free of her—not now, not ever.

In the depths of a dark cavern, Prince Eric is captured by Ursula, a powerful sea witch with a vendetta against Ariel. Ursula uses her magical tentacles and seductive charm to overwhelm Eric, slowly breaking down his resistance and turning him into her unwilling sex slave. Through a combination of pleasure and magic, Ursula explores Eric's body with her tentacles, sucking his cock, and penetrating him. Ursula's ultimate goal is to make Eric cum inside of her, which will cast a spell to make him her slave forever. The tale delves into themes of power dynamics, forced seduction, and magical bondage, culminating in a passionate and intense sexual encounter between the witch and her captive prince.

Ursula's Siren's Song of Submission

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