Has his way with her.

"You peons need to be reminded of who owns them." Nasus dropped his cane, his left hand now slithering up her shirt. He pulled back with vicious ****, the lush fabric of her top ripping apart instantly and exposing her pert breasts to the open air.

"Get your wretched.. hands.. OFF.. OF ME! You DARE.. touch the empress of Ixtal?! I'll.. have your.. HEAD!" she gasped out. Her eyes perked open as he felt his hand brush across her soft flesh. His massive hand gracelessly clutched her left breast and gave it a firm squeeze, slowly kneading it and beginning a rough massage. Even in his large hands her fleshy pillows were still quite the handful.

"You are nothing to a god. You simply live because I allow it. Know your place, cretin." he replied crossly. He promptly released her and watched her fall in place, Qiyana awkwardly dropping to her hands and knees.

Qiyana made a feeble effort to stand back up so she could feign an escape, but with her reflexes slowed Nasus just grabbed her arms tightly and brought the apprehensive girl back to her knees. Her body tingled with an increasing excitement as the bestial man towered over her comparatively diminutive form. The loincloth obscuring his waist was struggling to remain in place, his massive length impatiently pounding at the fabric, begging to be set free. She lightly bit her lip in anticipation as Nasus swung into action. He crudely moved the loincloth to the side and revealed himself to his waiting victim, her eyes transfixed on the pulsating full-mast monster before her. He placed his left hand on the top of her head, steadying her body as he carefully moved his colossal dick towards his captive’s mouth, a wicked growl slipping through his lips. Qiyana weakly attempted to pull back but it was of no use, Nasus’s hold easily overpowered her.

"Is this what you yearned for, little human?" He asked rhetorically. Qiyana's gaze was still entirely fixed upon the beast before her, a strange mix of fear and excitement sending shivers down her spine. His words briefly snapped her out of the hypnotized trance.

"Of course not! How could anyone enjoy something like this, you degenerate filth!" She snarled, the hint of a smile periodically breaking through the façade. Nasus just smirked at her and strengthened his grasp on her head.

Unable to wait another second, Nasus thrusted his doghood at Qiyana’s mouth. She tightly shut her lips and blocked the invading member, the erect penis instead rubbing against her delicate lips and smearing precum across her bronze colored cheek, trying desperately to gain entrance into the heavenly recess. Qiyana remained steadfast, acting the best she could to pretend like she didn't want to suck the horny jackal off, her eyes and mouth clamped shut with an iron-like strength.