A Desperate Plea

Khalus spends the rest of the night at Desiree's beck and call, cleaning, cooking, and even being used as a footstool. His pride has been shattered and he is desperate to be free once again, so he does the one thing he thought he'd never do, he prays to his mother.

"Mother, I know you don't want to hear from me, but as much as it pains me to say this, I need your help. There is a goddess in the mortal realm, one of the Greek Muses, she has bound me with dwarven magic, made me her slave, and is threatening someone I care for. She has millions of followers giving her strength and I don't know if even you could stand a chance in defeating her. Help me and I swear to you that I will do everything in my power to find a way to free father from his bond." Khalus waits a good while for an answer but it never comes.

A week goes by as Khalus is constantly used and abused, both sexually and not, never once allowed to cum. He starts a bath after once again being dominated and covered in Desiree's spunk. He enters the large tub that could fit multiple people with ease, the warm water soothes his aching body. As he sits there, relishing this short reprieve from servitude, the water in front of him begins to churn.

A nude figure of a young woman forms from the swirling water, her skin as blue as the sea, her short, white hair curves like a ocean wave. She smiles at the surprised trickster, "Hello, brother." She straddles his lap and tugs at the magic collar, "My, my, look what you've gotten yourself into...." She giggles, "I could really take advantage of your precarious situation." She grinds her pussy against his neglected cock, driving him mad.

"Neelah, please...." He begs, "....I'll fuck your brains out if that's what you want, but not until I'm free of this wretched bitch." Neelah gives an exaggerated sigh and scoots herself off her brother's lap and sits beside him.

"Sorry, big bro. I'm just really happy to see you." She gives him a sweet, innocent smile. "I know it took a while, but I had to stop by Nidavellir and find a dwarf who could make this." She summons a large metal key with similar runes to the magic collar. Khalus desperately reaches for the key, but Neelah pulls her hand away, "Not so fast, Khalus. With father gone and you exiled, our realm grows weak. Mother doesn't want to admit it, but we need you to plant your seed within us. Promise me this and the key is yours."

Khalus has never wanted to be a father, he knows he would end up being just as terrible as his own, but to save himself from this hell, he agrees without hesitation, "I promise that as soon as this Muse is dealt with I will coat your insides with my spunk as many times as you wish. Now please give me the damn key."

Neelah hands over the key and gives her brother a deep sensual kiss, "Give her hell." She says before disappearing into the water.

"Oh, I will"