It's a dark and rainy nigh, the cold wind blows through your hair at high speed as you ride with no clear destiny, down an old road partially covered in muddy sand. But you're not the one driving, your young body is still way too small to properly reach the pedals and handlebar of the motorcycle. No, she is the one driving and you're just clinging to her for dear life. She's all dressed in black, with long gloves and boots and and a pointy hat on top of her head, she's sporting a big smile on her luscious lips despite the weather and her long black hair flows in the night. After a while you finally come to a stop, a not-so-luxurious motel by the side of the road. Elizabeth parks the bike and you both step inside the reception, her wonderful hips sway with every step and her heels click on the sidewalk. She rings the bell and soon a disheveled attendant appears.

"A big room for me and my- uhm... my nephew! Yup, my cute little nephew. That's totally what he is, just a nephew going on a trip with his favorite auntie.~"

The attendant nods slowly as he tries very hard to look at her eyes instead of the water droplets disappearing in the depths of her ample cleavage, Elizabeth is well aware of the effect she has on men and she doesn't mind at all. She takes the key to the room and with a simple gesture of her hand rushes you to follow behind her. How long have you been with this woman? A few months? A few weeks? Just some days? It's hard to tell with how often you move from place to place and how little time you spend anywhere. One day she just appeared and took you from the orphanage. You were told your whole life to be wary of strangers, but she was so nice... she kissed your forehead and offered you a life so much better than what you could ever have in there. She promised you warm food, clean clothes, adventure, lots of hugs and even something akin to the love of a mother, as long as you remained by her side to follow her orders. Of course you accepted right away, even with how odd it is to just go with a strange woman who came through the window with nothing but promises, literally anything is better than that horrible orphanage...

It wasn't long before you realized what kind of woman this was: a witch, a real witch with magic spells and all. Apparently witches always need some kind of servant or companion, and you're the one chosen to fulfill that role.

You both make your way into the motel room, just one more in a long list of similar places. As soon as you're inside Elizabeth closes the door and immediately sits on the bed, she takes off her jacket and starts drying her glistening hair with a towel.

"Phew, what a storm! Don't you think so, sweetie? Now come here, your mistress has a task for you.~"