By testing her tricks on her!

Lunnara unsheathed her prodigious member for her former body's throat. It produced a delightful sound, a sloppy and dying whisper. The dragon, trapped in that body, fell to the floor ****, an explosion of split and precum emerging from his drooling, open elvish mouth. Eilatra must have been aware of what was coming to her, but she did not prevent of avoid it. Lunnara took her time. She brought her new hands to her former mistress' trembling hears, she touched their soft, pale skin, teasing her beautiful lobes adorned with more silver skulls, looking straight at her eyes. The Painweaver looked up to her new form, with the same indecipherable look on her luscious face. She was beautiful, she had always been beautiful.

But now, she is mine.

She pressed the ears, in those same specific points, and Eilatra's mouth opened wide. She saw her white perfect teeth, her red long tongue, her drooling interior. The dark elf matriarch must have come here with a devious plot in mind, but now she was too horny to execute it, she was too horny to even prevent her imminent ****. Lunnara directed her cock to that very mouth and a whisper emerged from it's depths. It said 'please, please'.

She granted her that wish.

Her throat made a low grunting sound, unaccustomed to intrusions, unaccustomed to defilement, but she plunged deeper, she hold that beautiful and royal head still and rammed her cock to their very depths, until her lips kissed her balls and her nose was smashed against her navel. Lunnara was disappointed: she had expected the bitch to have a much more difficult time with her throat. You never liked to used your mouth, it was always me... She remembered when Eilatra would bring her to her negotiations, chained like a dog, and bought some fancy useless thing in exchange for being throat ****, only to then relegate that payment to her ****/apprentice. And you would chitchat with your friends as they used me. What was that thing you keep saying? 'If the throat feels rough, lube it with your cum.' You do feel quite rough to me, my dear.

She started to move her hips with uncaring brutality, watching how her former mentor's face was deformed and reformed by her thrusts, feeling every inch of her throat, hearing the delightful sound of her ocean of split being choked and shaken. No more haughty and smart words were coming out of that mouth, only a messy 'agk agk agk', akin to the sounds of a lame animal. A sloppy symphony to entertain her depravity.

More.

Soon, Lunnara did not care to press Eilatra's ears, and held her by the hair with her new clawy hands. In her delirium, she had not realised that the pheromones were not only affecting her former mistress, but also herself. She did not care anymore about her identity being revealed, or the danger that Eilatra by herself represented, only to fuck her, to shove her new dick as deep as she could, to deliver her cum straight to her stomach and overflow it with her gift.

More, more!

Eilatra seemed to loved it. Her hand had taken possession of her exposed nipples, and pinched them with furious abandon, kneading her breasts in the process. Her mouth was not allow much space to make an expression, but what little she had, she used it to smile. As her throat was being ravaged, she extended her tongue to lick those balls lovingly, to tease the phallus of her destruction and **** it to go deeper and harsher. To show that she was a grateful bitch, ready and willing to serve in return.

Take this, you lousy whore.

When the cum started to flow, Lunnara held the head of her former owner as close as she could, forcing her to swallow it all. Soon, she could felt and see that throat being engorged, as the love nectar started to go down. It came in such magnitude and intensity that it started to came out of Eilatra's nose, overflowing her slender elven body. The dark elf Matriarch started to shake as her legs reached orgasm in unison with her captor, maybe as a **** way of releasing some liquid from her interiors. Lunnara's hands lost their grip on Eilatra's head and led her fall down on the floor with a satisfied grunt. Basking in her first orgasm with a male body.

Little did she know that that same body, the dragons body, produced absurd amounts of mana with her cum and that she had just given that resource to her worst and most ancient enemy. More than enough mana to regain her consciousness and fight back.

And Eilatra's mind was already scheming.

Our dear reader Pevelgrey suggested fire and flame as a response in the latest episode. I chose cock and cum. I beg you all to forgive my lack of imagination.