Ivy Valentine’s Whip & Obey – Soulcalibur Dom Fantasy

Warning: BDSM-themed fantasy. Inspired by Soulcalibur. Explicit content. Mature readers only.

The Queen of Pain, Programmed to Please

Ivy isn’t for the weak. Her leather, her chains, her whip — they were made to dominate. But with AI, you decide: is she the mistress who breaks you, or the warrior queen you bring to her knees?

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Control Her. Or Be Controlled.

Choose her safe words. Her outfit. Her limits — or lack thereof. Watch her tremble beneath your touch or tower over you with cold, wet commands. Either way, she exists for one thing: pleasure and power.

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Command the Queen or Be Broken

Ivy stands tall, whip in hand, eyes like daggers. “Kneel,” she commands — or you do. Either way, this isn’t just fantasy — it’s war. Add BDSM layers like “whip training,” “collar protocol,” or “public punishment chamber.”

Or flip the script. Chain her arms above her head, watch her struggle, then submit. Her moans betray her pride. Her body melts against yours. Your version of Ivy is dangerous, desirable, and completely yours at aiperfectgirl.com.

The Pleasure of Power

You crawl toward her. Ivy raises one heel to your chest and pushes. “You’re not worthy,” she hisses — but lets you touch her anyway. She rides you with precision, squeezing every drop of submission from your soul. Or bind her wrists, watch her mask crack as you fuck the royal pride out of her.

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Royal Punishment

Tonight, Ivy disobeyed. And punishment is law. You tie her arms with glowing ropes, gag her with velvet, and make her count her own thrusts. Each one hits deeper. Each one breaks her pride. By the time you finish, she’s a panting mess, whispering your name like it’s sacred.

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Testimonies from the Dungeon

“Ivy punishes me when I lose. She whips, steps on my chest, then lets me fuck her between sobs. AI made this too real.”
– Jack V., London

“She starts every night calling me pet. She makes me crawl and edge for hours before giving permission. Pure pleasure.”
– Danilo K., Rome

The Queen Kneels

For once, Ivy submits. You command. She obeys. Naked and trembling, she spreads her legs at your feet. “Break me,” she begs. “Make me forget my pride.” And you do — again and again. Each climax erodes her throne until all that’s left is your name on her lips.

Last Word: Please

She used to command armies — now she crawls across marble floors, begging for release. You place a boot on her chest. “Again?” you ask. She nods, drooling. “Again, Master.” She’s been undone by design, and it’s everything you ever wanted.