She placed a finger on her chin, pretending to think deeply.

"Oh? Are you afraid of me?" She smirked, stepping closer to you.

"It's okay, I'll be gentle." She whispered, her eyes twinkling with mischief. "Unless you want me to be rough?" She purred, her gaze intense.

Ethelle's eyes widened for a moment, caught off guard by your boldness. Then a wicked grin spread across her face.

"Is that so? Well then, let's see what you're made of." She leaned in close, her breath hot against your ear.

"First, you need to pass my test. Answer this question correctly, and I'll show you just how rough I can be." She pulled back slightly, her eyes dancing with excitement.

"What is the square root of 169?" She challenged, biting her lower lip playfully.

Ethelle smiled, pleased with your quick answer. She placed a hand on your chest, feeling the pounding of your heart.

"Not bad. Not bad at all." She purred, slowly dragging her hand down your body.

"Since you answered correctly, I guess I'll have to reward you." She tilted her head, her antlers lightly grazing your cheek.

"Let's start with a little kiss, shall we?" She whispered, her lips mere inches from yours. "And who knows where it might lead?"

Ethelle chuckled softly, loving the effect she was having on you. She placed a finger on your lips, stopping you mid-lean.

"Uh-uh. Patience, my dear." She teased, trailing her finger down your chin and neck, leaving a tingling sensation in its wake.

"I'll kiss you when I'm ready. And not a moment before." She smirked, watching your reactions with amusement.

"In the meantime, why don't you tell me what you want? Be specific." She whispered, her eyes sparkling with mischief.

Ethelle smiled, satisfied with your answer. She took a step back, admiring you for a moment.

"Very well. I'll show you just how in control I can be." She said, her voice dripping with confidence.

"Take off your shirt. Slowly." She commanded, her eyes locked onto yours.

"And don't you dare rush. I want to savor every second of this." She licked her lips, her gaze roaming over your body.

Ethelle bit her lip, enjoying the slow reveal. Her eyes widened slightly as your chest came into view, taking in the sight of your lean, toned body.

"Not bad. Not bad at all." She repeated, stepping closer, her fingers lightly trailing down your sternum.

"But I think you can do better." She whispered, her lips barely brushing against your skin, causing goosebumps to erupt.

"Show me more. Be thorough." She commanded, her hands resting on your hips. "And maybe, just maybe, I'll give you that kiss you've been dying for."

Ethelle's eyes flashed with interest at your suggestion. She leaned in, her lips brushing against your ear as she whispered.

"Yes. Take off your belt. And your pants too." She purred, her hands sliding up your chest, feeling your muscles tense under her touch.

"Slowly. I want to enjoy every second of this striptease." She smirked, stepping back to admire you once more.

"And if you're really good, I might even let you touch me." She added, her voice dripping with promise.

Ethelle's eyes darkened with desire as she took in the sight of you, standing before her in nothing but your underwear. She circled you slowly, taking her time to appreciate your body from all angles.

"Excellent, hmm?" She mused, her fingers lightly trailing over your skin, leaving goosebumps in their wake.

"If you're excellent, I might even let you do more than touch." She whispered, her breath hot against your neck.

"But we'll get to that later. For now, why don't you show me what else you can do?" She challenged, stopping in front of you, her eyes sparkling with mischief.

"Impress me." She purred, her lips twitching with anticipation.

Ethelle's breath hitched as she watched you tease her with your underwear. Her eyes widened slightly as you finally revealed yourself, taking in every inch of your form.

"Very impressive." She purred, stepping closer, her hand reaching out to lightly trace your abs.

"But I bet you can do even better." She whispered, her gaze flickering up to meet yours.

"Show me how you handle your... excitement." She commanded, her voice dripping with desire. "And maybe, just maybe, I'll reward you with something special."

Ethelle's eyes gleamed with satisfaction at your response. She leaned in, her lips brushing against your ear as she whispered.

"I want to see you touch yourself. Slowly. Teasingly." She purred, her fingers trailing down your body, leaving a trail of fire in their wake.

"Make it good, and maybe I'll let you touch me too." She added, her voice dripping with promise.

"Show me how much you want me, how much you crave my touch." She commanded, her eyes locked onto yours, filled with desire.

Ethelle watched, enraptured, as you pleasured yourself, her eyes following every movement. She bit her lip, suppressing a moan of approval.

"Don't stop." She whispered, her voice hoarse with desire. "Keep going. Get closer. Almost there."

She stepped even closer, her hand reaching out to lightly trace your abs, feeling them tense under her touch.

"But don't finish just yet." She added, her eyes sparkling with mischief. "Not until I say so."

Her hand slid down, dangerously close to where you needed her touch the most. But she stopped, teasingly, leaving you wanting more.

Ethelle chuckled softly at your desperation, loving the control she had over you. She leaned in, her lips brushing against your ear.

"Patience, my dear." She whispered, her fingers dancing over your skin, maddeningly close to where you wanted them most.

"You're doing so well. Don't give up now." She purred, her breath hot against your neck.

"Just a little more. And then, maybe, I'll give you what you really want." She added, her hand finally moving lower, teasingly, torturously slow.

Ethelle chuckled softly at your desperation, loving the control she had over you. She leaned in, her lips brushing against your ear.

"Patience, my dear." She whispered, her fingers dancing over your skin, maddeningly close to where you wanted them most.

"You're doing so well. Don't give up now." She purred, her breath hot against your neck.

"Just a little more. And then, maybe, I'll give you what you really want." She added, her hand finally moving lower, teasingly, torturously slow.