Last of The Fae

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Rita's coat dropped to the floor, revealing she wore little underneath, exposing a great deal of her naked body that was flush with excitement and lust. The little that Rita did wear, however, wasn't easy to ignore; it was almost as eye-catching as her curves. 

Rita had chosen a set of black lingerie, with fishnet stockings, leather garters around her thighs, a pair of crotchless panties for ease of access, and a lacy corset that pushed up her already gravity-defying tits and squeezed her figure into an hourglass shape. 

The sight of Rita so opening, offering her body, would have driven most men to mindless beasts, but Thane only stared at the reporter with a level gaze, making her falter, "W-what's wrong?" 

"Maybe I wasn't clear enough when we parted ways a week ago," Thane replied almost coldly as he walked over to Rita, who shrunk in on herself as his looming shadow fell over her, "I remember telling you that in our relationship only my needs and wants mattered not yours." 

Rita shifted, trying to regain her role of the seducer as she reached out to place a hand on Thane's chest, "That's why I'm here; you've been working so hard...I only want to help you relax." 

Thane smirked as he grabbed Rita's wrist firmly, not enough to hurt her but hard enough to convey that he could, "You're a good actress, Rita, but it's not enough to fool me. No matter how often you showered and scrubbed, I can still smell it: your desperation, your hunger, your lust. You came here because, like I promised, you couldn't get the thought of me out of your head. But you were supposed to wait. I told you that I would take you when I deemed fit. Still here you are lying to my face about your own selfish desires." 

Rita met Thane's gaze for a second. He could see the war in her eyes as she debated refuting his words, but she glanced away, admitting defeat.

"I can't help It!" Rita whined as her chest started to rise and fall with her heavy breaths, "Every night, I can't help but dream about you appearing in my bedroom, only for me to wake up with drenched sheets. It's not fair!" 

Seeing how Rita whined like a spoiled child only cemented Thane's decision to leave her waiting. He knew that Rita was a selfish woman who thought she deserved the world and more. 

If Thane decided to entangle himself with her, Rita would start demanding things of Thane, perhaps wanting to keep him all to herself. But that didn't mean Thane would just let Rita go; she just needed to understand her place, and Thane was confident in his ability to engrave that message into her mind. 

"Who said this relationship would be fair," Thane asked coldly, making Rita stop short, "I-I just thought..." 

"Well, stop thinking," Thane interrupted, reaching out and grabbing Rita's chin, forcing her to look up into his eyes "I'm going to ask you one question, and you only get one chance to answer. Understand?" 

Rita tried to open her mouth to reply, but Thane's hand prevented her from speaking, so she was forced to nod. 

Thane grinned, "If you want the release you so desperately want, are you ready to throw away your pride and dignity? To thoroughly debase yourself for my pleasure and enjoyment?" 

Rita's eyes widened, and Thane felt her try and pull away, but he held her fast, forcing her to confront his question directly. After a second, Thane let go of Rita's chin, but she didn't move an inch. She continued to stare at Thane with wide doe eyes, "Yes." 

The word was barely above a whisper, but it rippled through the air nonetheless, a powerful admittance of just how far Rita had fallen from a woman who had created a career that put her in a position of influence and control. 

Wordlessly, Thane reached into his robe and pulled out a small eyedropper filled with a dark pink solution, "Stick out your tongue." 

Rita paused, hesitating as she stared at the vial in Thane's hand, "W-what's that?" 

Thane raised an eyebrow, "Going back on your promise already?" 

Rita stiffened but then, after a second, opened her mouth and stuck out her tongue, giving Thane a view directly down her tight pink throat, something he looked forward to abusing later that night. 

Reaching out, Thane grabbed Rita's tongue between his thumb and forefinger, making sure she couldn't pull away as he emptied the dropper's contents into her mouth, where it was quickly absorbed. 

Thane let go of Rita's tongue and watched as the report went to recoil only to pause, "I-it..taste like cherries...what was that?" 

Before Thane could respond, Rita gasped as she felt flames engulf her entire body, spreading from her head to her toes. But instead of unbearable heat, Rita was overcome by an endless wave of pleasure, instantly sickening the insides of her thighs as her honeypot suddenly ached, desperate for release.

"What's happening to me?" Rita gasped as she rubbed her thighs together and chewed on her bottom lip.

"Don't worry. The effects should wear off in a couple of hours or so," Thane informed calmly, watching Rita squirm as her body turned into one giant pleasure center thanks to the powerful aphrodisiac he had fed her. 

"H-hours?!" Rita exclaimed, fear blossoming in her eyes as she looked up at Thane desperately, "P-please, I won't be able to! I-I'll die before then!" 

"Well, there is an antidote that can temporarily lessen the effect," Thane hinted, though a cruel smile spread across his face as he told Rita. 

"R-really!? Please give me some! This is torture! Everything is so sensitive I can barely move without wetting myself!" Rita implored, truly desperate as her chest heaved with panting breaths. 

Thane shook his head, "I'm afraid you'll have to earn the antidote since you failed my earlier test." 

"What!?" Rita exclaimed as she practically lunged at Thane, clinging to his robe, "Y-you can't do this to me! I-I'm in agony!" 

Thane's only response was to glare at Rita, who took a step back and let go of his robe after a second, though she could barely manage to sit still, "It seems as if you're going to need to be trained...thoroughly." 

Before Rita could interject, Thane's hand shot out, grabbing her by the wrist as he apparated away. 

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A second later, the two of them appeared in a large room sparely lit by a few enchanted candles. The dim flames cast a bewitching light over the space, creating deep pools of shadows that matched the dark wooden and forest green accents. 

Rita looked around, and her eyes eventually landed on a massive circular bed pushed against the far wall. A heavy velvet-green drape hung down from the ceiling, separating the bed from the rest of the world and creating an air of intimacy. 

"Welcome to my abode," Thane introduced, breaking the silence as he turned to Rita, "I-is the antidote here?" 

Thane grinned, "Yes, but it was also in the Atrium. The antidote isn't another potion but something I produce myself." 

Rita opened her mouth to ask what Thane was hinting at when her eyes widened with realization before her gaze dipped below Thane's belt, "Y-you don't possibly mean-" 

Thane's only confirmation was a smile as he reach into his robes, "Let the training begin." 

Thane pulled out a handful of sickles and galleons from his robes before liquifying the silver and golden coins with his magic. 

Rita watched, entranced, as the gold and silver streamed into the air, entwining around each other in an intricate braid, forming a hoop with a length of metal leading off it. 

As the silver and gold solidified, Rita's eyes widened as she realized what it was. 

Thane grabbed the piece of jewelry out of the air and offered it to Rita, "Put it on." 

His tone conveyed that there would be no argument, so Rita reached out with trembling hands and took the piece offered. 

Reaching up behind her neck, Rita flinched as the cold metal closed around her throat, but it quickly warmed to the touch. 

Rita let her hands drop, though her restlessness only increased as she felt the slight pressure around her neck from the silver and metal collar Thane had made. 

Reaching out, Thane grabbed the thin but sturdy chain connected to Rita's collar. While it only took Thane a few seconds to make, the intricate silver and metal braiding made the collar mistakable for luxury jewelry. But its true purpose was to serve as a symbol of control, the control Thane had over Rita. 

"W-why am I wearing this?" Rita asked, still stammering as she forced her words through a clenched jaw, trying to stifle and ignore the growing pleasure throughout her body. 

"So I can control you," Thane replied coldly, gently pulling on Rita's chain to demonstrate how he could direct her movements, "Consider it the first part of your training." 

"I-I'm not some dog! You can't do this!" Rita refuted harshly, though the effect was somewhat diminished considering her flushed cheeks and revealing lingerie. 

Thane frowned, "But you agreed to it. I gave you every opportunity to walk away, but yet you came to me knowing full well what I'm capable of. The fact of the matter is that I own you, Rita. Your body has already accepted it, and its only a matter of time before you realize it as well." 

Rita tried to glare at Thane, but her gaze lacked any real fire, making him smirk, "Please do keep trying to fight it. It won't be any fun if you give in right away." 

Thane then walked towards the bed, gently yanking on Rita's chain as he did so, "Come on now, that's enough foreplay. It's time to start in earnest." 

Rita had no choice but to follow behind as the collar would start to tighten around her neck if the chain was pulled. Never to the point where it could endanger her, but it the pressure alone was enough of an encouragement. 

Stopping at the foot of the bed, Thane gestured for Rita to get on, which she did, crawling on her hands and knees. 

The impossibly soft mattress and sheets were a welcomed soothing sensation on Rita's sensitive skin. 

It was almost enough to make her forget about the situation she found herself in until she heard the sound of clothes hitting the floor behind her. 

Rita felt the mattress shift and she looked over just in time to see Thane get on the bed completely naked.

His muscular body was on full display with sculpted abs, broad, rounded shoulders, a barrel chest, and not a shred of fat across his body. 

But Rita's eyes were drawn like a magnet to the monster hanging in between his legs. A threatening sight even though he wasn't hard yet. 

Rita's breath hitched as Thane moved to the head of the bed before lying down next to her, not bothering with his package. 

After a moment, Thane looked at Rita expectantly, "Well, what are you waiting for? You said you wanted the antidote..." 

Thane trailed off suggestively, and Rita gulped as she realized what Thane wanted her to do. 

Leaning over, Rita lowered her head in between Thane's legs, letting her hot breath graze against his shaft and balls. As if she was breathing life into the cock, it twitched, coming to life as it stiffened and rose into the air. 

Feeling Rita's breath against his cock Thane exhaled as he watched her head buried in his crotch and her perky ass high in the air, open and exposed. 

Thane's draconic nature was now fully awake; having a classic beauty like Rita in his bedroom or lair adorned with precious metals was a trifecta no proper dragon could ignore. Thane's dragon demanded that he claim Rita as his, not as a mate like Daphne, but as a plaything to entertain his carnal desires. 

Giving into his dragon, Thane felt his eyes shift into their reptilian form, gaining a slitted verticle pupil. The shift also flooded Thane's body with draconic blood, 'I wonder how she'll react with the potion still in her system.' 

In truth, the aphrodisiac Thane had given Rita had used his draconic blood as the main ingredient, which is why his bodily fluids could lessen its effects. 

But as Thane's blood transformed within his body, Rita's entire body stiffened as the pleasure coursing through her suddenly intensified. 

"N-not again!' Rita thought, wondering if she would lose her sanity from the pleasure, only for an overwhelming scent to steal her attention. 

It didn't take her long to realize its source, and a heavy blush spread across her cheeks as she shamelessly buried her nose into Thane's balls. 

For the first time, the never-ending pleasure driving her mad faded momentarily. 

Seeing Rita debase herself as she shuffled his balls like an addict made his heart pound all the harder, sending blood flowing to his extremities. 

Thane's cock sprang up to full mast, brushing against Rita's cheek, who in turn began to slather the hard long length with sloppy wet kisses. Tasting Thane offered even more relief than smelling him, and before Rita realized it, she was dragging her tongue up and down Thane's throbbing shaft, coating it in her saliva. 

~Why does it taste so good~ Rita complained, shame and embarrassment making her heart race as Thane's judging gaze watched her. Feeling Rita slow down, Thane realized he needed to take control again. 

Grabbing Rita's chain Thane pulled her away from his drooling cock, and Rita whined in protest, "P-please I-I need it! I'll do anything!" 

"You have five minutes to make me cum," Thane replied gruffly, staring at Rita's disheveled appearance, her makeup running, and her cherry-swollen lips, "After that, I'm leaving you in here to cool off on your own!" 

Rita shook her head back and forth, knowing she wouldn't be able to survive the maddening pleasure. Grinning at her desperation, Thane loosened his grip on Rita's chain, "Your time starts now." 

Rita buried her head in Thane's crotch as she opened her mouth and wrapped her lips around the fat head of his cock. Rita's cheeks hollowed, and Thane grunted as the powerful suction of her blowjob caught him off guard. 

Encouraged by his voice, Rita swirled her tongue along the underside of Thane's bulbous head and moaned as she felt the first drops of his precum flood her mouth. The taste was only secondary to the soothing sensation as the heat burning away at Rita's core relented for a moment. 

Feeling her dripping sex beg for attention, Rita reached back between her legs, but before she could begin to pleasure herself, Thane smacked her hand away, "Did I say you could please yourself? My pleasure should be the only thing you're concerned about, got it!" 

To emphasize his point, Thane placed his hand on the back of Rita's head, making her gag as she was forced to take more of his massive girth down her throat. 

Rita was forced to shift, spreading her legs and raising her ass into the air, making it jiggle invitingly, and Thane couldn't ignore it any longer. 

With a crisp smack, Thane slapped Rita's ass with his free hand, eliciting a squeal of pain and pleasure from the reporter choking on his cock. Sliding his hand in between her cheeks, Thane ran his fingers over Rita's exposed slit soaking his fingers in an instant. 

Feeling his rough hand sliding over her honeypot, Rita couldn't resist and pressed her hips back into Thane's hand, only for him to pull away. Whining in protest, Rita focused back on Thane's cock, hoping that if she got him to cum he would finally reward her. 

Seeing Rita's desperation, Thane got an evil idea, and with a grin, he began to shape the end of Rita's chain, creating a series of beads that started small at the end but eventually reached the size of a goofball. 

Without warning, Thane inserted the beads into Rita's dripping sex, squealing and arching her back at the sudden intrusion. Thane watched as Rita's entire body convulsed in a powerful orgasm that ripped through her like a storm. 

"Don't lose focus now. Your time is running out," Thane taunted, and with tears in her eyes, Rita practically impaled herself on his cock, desperate for more release. 

Watching her head bob up and down his shaft, Thane slowly pulled and pushed the beads out of Rita's pussy, each time making her lower half tremble with pleasure. 

After a few times, Thane decided the beads were lubricated enough, and he pulled them out of Rita's dripping sex, which tried to cling onto the beads, desperate to scratch the itch deep in her core. 

Feeling Thane pull away from her, Rita slammed herself down on his shaft, burning her nose in his pubic hair as her tongue slipped out from around her stretched lips and started to lick his balls, doing everything in her power to pleasure Thane. 

Seeing that Rita no longer needed his encouragement, Thane removed his hand from the back of her head and instead placed it on her ass, spreading her cheeks and exposing her most private parts. 

Thane had decided a long time ago that he would train Rita to be his personal plaything, willing and capable of doing anything to please him. Every part of her would be training to handle him and his intensity. 

With that thought in mind, Thane waved his hand, casting a simple cleaning spell before pressing the lubricated metal beads against Rita's tight, puckered starfish. 

Thane felt Rita's body stiffen in realization, but before she could pull away, Thane came down her throat while shoving the anal beads up her virgin asshole. 

Rita let out a muffled scream, but it quickly turned into a strangled cough as Thane's cum poured down her throating, settling into her stomach like hot thick cement. Still, it wasn't enough to completely shut off her squeals of protest as Thane started to play with her ass watching in fascination as her tight forbidden hole stretched and closed around the anal beads as he pulled them in and out of the virgin entrance.

After nearly a minute of swallowing his cum Rita tapped his thigh, feeling her stomach balloon. With the amount of baby batter sloshing around her belly, Rita could practically feel Thane's swimmers flailing around. 

Realizing Rita was at her limit, Thane pulled her off his cock, watching her gasp and cough as his dick continued to spurt thick white rope, coating Rita's face, hair, and breasts. When Thane's cock stopped throbbing, Rita was plastered with his cum. Some had even managed to come out of her nose. Rita coughed and spat, trying to clear her throat finally without Thane's log forcing it open. 

"At least you remembered how to sallow," Thane commented darkly as he tugged on Rita's anal beads pulling the toy halfway out, eliciting a sharp inhale from the reporter as her back arched and her legs spasmed. 

"Hgnh, I don't like this!" Rita cried, whimpering as Thane pulled out another bead, "Ghn, take it out!" 

Frowning at her tone, Thane swiped his hand across Rita's perky ass leaving behind a cherry red print, "How many times do I have to say you don't get to make demands." 

"Mnh!" Rita let out a muffled moan as she gazed back at Thane, tears welling up in her eyes, "I-I'm sorry a-alright, j-just, please take it out!" 

"This is for your own good," Thane whispered, his voice now soft and soothing as he ran his hand across the curve of Rita's ass, massaging the mark he had left behind. Rita winced as a secondary pain flared, only to quickly fade away as Thane's hands massaged her flesh. 

"I-it doesn't feel good," Rita stammered back, though her body began to relax as Thane's hands grew warm to the touch. 

"It will soon," Thane promised, his voice smooth like silk, "It's just one more thing we need to work on, just trust me." 

Rita opened her mouth to respond but just then, Thane's hand that had been massaging her ass slipped between her legs and slipped two of his fingers into her dripping folds. At the same time, he shoved the beads back into Rita's ass. 

~Ah~ Rita gasped in a mixture of pain and pleasure. Confused about whether she wanted to pull away or push back, Rita stuck her ass into the air while flattering her chest to the bed. Rita's tongue dangled lewdly out of her mouth as she grabbed onto the sheets for dear life, whimpering and moaning as Thane's hand toyed with her holes. 

"See, not everything has to be painful," Thane cooed as he curled his fingers inside Rita, gently stretching and stroking her while grinding the anal beds against the walls of her ass, applying pressure from both sides, "If you would only just listen to me from the beginning then I wouldn't have to be so harsh with you." 

Panting like a dog, Rita chewed on her lip, desperately trying to preserve the little dignity she had remaining, "P-please, I-I can't take it...I'm burning up!" 

"Tell me what you want," Thane asked in a sickly sweet voice like the devil as he continued to toy with Rita watching her excitement start to drip like dew from her slit, "All you have to do is ask." 

"P-please!" Rita begged as her back arched, pushing her hips back into Thane, now unable to differentiate the pleasure of his thick, rugged fingers scraping away at her insides and the throbbing fire assaulting her forbidden entrance. Rita's head swam in a sea of pleasure and pain, making her dizzy and faint. 

"Tell me!" Thane demanded, sending a shiver down Rita's back. 

"I wanna cum!" Rita whined, finally giving in and throwing away her pride as she started to rock her hips in time with Thane's fingers and beads, "I need it!" 

A toothy grin spread across Thane's face, "If you need it, then tell me, who do you belong to?" 

"You!" Rita howled, her eyes practically glowing with the fire of her lust and pleasure, "You and only you!" 

"And what are you?" 

"Anything you want!" Rita screamed as Thane started to speed up, the constant slick of his fingers becoming white noise while Rita's ass loosened, allowing the beads to slide in and out of her, "I'll be your personal whore your butt slut. I'll do anything. Just please let me finish!" 

Thane grinned, and he suddenly ripped his fingers out of Rita, making her whine in displeasure, only for her cries to cut off short as Thane swiftly repositioned himself behind her. Rita only had a moment to realize what was happening before she felt Thane's fat cock pressed against her defenses pussy spreading her lips and sliding inside. 

Rita's eyes rolled into the back of her head, her vision flashing like a strobe light as she felt Thane's manhood split her in half, stretching her walls to the point where Rita could feel him grind against the beads still jammed into her ass. 

Rita's legs trembled as the most powerful orgasm of her life ripped through her body, leaving her breathless and drooling as her hands went slack, unable to muster the strength to move a muscle. 

For a while, Rita drifted on a cloud soaring through the heavens as she reached a nirvana-like state. Then, as Thane started to move his hips, she crashed back down to earth.

Rita's mouth opened in a silent scream as she felt her insides being dragged along with Thane's cock as she pulled back, 'His going to kill me!' 

Pushing herself up onto her hands and knees, Rita looked back at Thane, her eyes trailing down his sweaty, rippling muscles to the massive log currently rearranging her insides, 'Oh god, how is all of that fitting inside of me?!' 

Rita soon got her answer as Thane's hands wrapped around her waist, and he thrust back into her ravaged, nearly knocking the window out of her lungs. The bulbous head of Thane's cock ground against Rita's cervix as if demanding entry to her most sacred part. And judging by how quickly Thane was speeding up, he wouldn't stop until he was let inside. 

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Opening his eyes the next day, Thane was caught off guard by a powerful sucking sensation below his waist and a painful ache as his balls throbbed for release.

"Shit." Thane cursed as he sat up in bed and threw off the covers to see Rita gurgling around his cock, which was buried in her throat. Rita's eyes were half crossed and barely open. She was completely lost in her effort to pleasure him. 

 Thane grinned as he reached out and stroked Rita's hair, making her purr in content, confirming that he had been right about Rita all along.