He's fucked. In more ways than one.

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This chapter contains futanari/dickgirl on male. If that's not your cup of tea you can skip to the next chapter. Hope you enjoy!

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When Fendoriaen opened his eyes he felt himself bound. A blindfold covered his eyes. He struggled attempting to break free, but it was to no avail. Realising he was probably still in the Emerald Dream, he tried returning to his corporeal body. He immediatly sensed something was wrong as he felt himself bereft of magic. 'That is impossible,' he thought. Druids drew their magic straight from nature and no place had more nature than the Dream.

"Finally awake, are you?," a voice called out. It wasn't Elven in nature, but more coarse and with an accent he didn't regognise. He felt soft hands touch his face and jerked back. "Don't worry. I'm just removing that blindfold of yours. This won't be fun if you can't see what's about to happen." He felt the cloth being lifted and had to blink at the bright light suddenly hitting his eyes. When they adjusted, he stared at his surroundings in horror.

The entire field of flowers was dead. Where there once was a meadow of beautiful yellow flowers, now was a field of dead and decaying plants. Toxic-looking mushrooms rose from the soil. The destruction went all the way up to the forest's edge, even affecting some nearby trees. They were twisted and covered in thorns now, their leaves turned blood-red. And before him stood the human girl from the healing centre.

Sarah smiled as she spoke: "Like what I did with the place? I needed tons of magic for the ritual and these lovely flowers provided. I never did like the smell of flowers." Fendoriaen growled with rage: "What are you? Why are you doing this?" Sarah replied: "I'm Sarah. The girl you were treating back on Azeroth. Well, I suppose I'm something more now," She said as she carresed her ock.

Fendoriaen's eyes fell upon the woman's member. It was unnatural to say the least. And it hadn't been there when he examined her earlier. "As for why I'm here," Sarah continued. "I'm here for you. You are between me and my new slaves." Fendoriaen grunted as he realised she must be talking about the sleeping priestesses. "Please. Let me go. Whatever happened to you, we can fix it. I can help you."

Sarah laughed maniacally. "Fix me? Help me? You act like I'm sick. In need of healing. Truth is, little druid. I've never felt better. And soon you'll feel better too." Sarah approached the druid, holding her unnatural cock in her hand as she started jerking it. The warlock moaned as she pumped up and down her shaft. Her other hand went to her breast, kneading it and rolling her nipple between her fingertips.

Fendoriaen looked on in disgust as he watched her masturbate. 'Whatever she is planning, it can't be good,' he thought. When Sarah was satisfied her cock was ready, she waved her hands. The tendrils holding Fendoriaen shifted, turning him onto his belly and pressing his face into the bed of decaying flowers. The scent of rot filled his nostrils. The druid was disgusted. Soon enough he had another reason to feel disgusted as Sarah tore open his robe, exposing his ass to the air.

"I wonder how you feel compared to that priestess," Sarah said with malicious intent. Fendoriaen braced himself as he felt something press against his cheeks. He felt Sarah's hands spread them as her cock sought access to his virgin asshole. She started pushing. Fendoriaen clenched his asshole shut, trying with all his might to deny her access. But Sarah was stronger. Aided by her slimy precum, she **** open his ring and shoved the full length of her girlcock into the druids ass.

Fendoriaen screamed loudly at the intrusion. Immense pain accompanied the uncomfortable feeling of the anal violation. Sarah panted, enjoying the tightness of his asshole. She was delighted to find it just as warm and tight as the priestess cunt, if only a little more dry. She was soon about to remedy that as after only a minute of fucking she felt her balls churn. "Oh fuck! Here it comes!"

The druid felt a warm liquid shoot up his painful bowel. It felt nice, compared to the stretching sensation of the warlock's cock. To his horror however, he also felt something else move down her shaft. It was round and hard and hurt as it **** his sphincter to open even wider. Soon it joined the warm, sticky and black cum in his bowels.

Fendoriaen felt defeated as he felt the warlock withdraw from his ass. "Hmmm interesting," he heard Sarah say. "I didn't know I could do that in the Dream. Anyway. We're not finished yet. Now it's your turn." Sarah made the vines turn him around and spread his legs. She took a knife from her belt and tore open the rest of the druids robe, revealing a muscled body beneath. Sarah noticed his cock was rock hard.

"Aww. I thought you didn't enjoy that, but look at that," she said, smiling as she pointed to his hardened member. "Looks like you're ready for round two!" Sarah approached Fendoriaen and aligned her pussy with his cock. She wrapped her arms and legs around his bound torso as she sank down. Her pussy was already dripping with fluids, giving the druid's cock easy access to her warm, wet insides.

She started moving as she spoke to him between moans. "You know. You're the first one who is conscious and awake while I'm doing this. I'll tell you exactly what is going to happen so you can enjoy it more." Sarah sped up her motions as she continued: "You'll feel more and more aroused, until you become a willing participant in ths ritual of mine. You will beg for release and when I finally grant it to you, I will rip out your soul. And the best part is. There is nothing you can do about it."

Sarah revelled in the control she was exerting over this powerful druid. Soon he would be fucking her willingly and she could release the bindings. In fact, she could already feel him start to thrust into her body a little. The pair continued like this for a good while until Sarah heard the man speak. "Please. I can't take it anymore. Stop. Please." The druid's will was breaking. She was impressed he had lasted this long, but in the end all creatures were the same. They all had the same basic instincts.

"You've been strong for so long Fendoriaen. But you don't need to be anymore. I will take care of you. Just pledge yourself to me." Strictly speaking, Sarah could have ripped out his soul at any time. But this was so much more fun. The rush the control gave her was better than any orgasm. Fendoriaen spoke again: "Please. I'll do it. Just end this ****."

The words set off an orgasm in Sarah. Her cunt clamped down on the poor druids cock as she started milking him. At the same time, he cock started shooting ropes of semen onto their joined bodies. Sarah kissed Fendoriaen, sticking her tongue in his mouth while holding his head with both hands. When she pulled back, tendrils of green energy rose from his eyes and into her hands.

She was draining both his balls and his soul at the same time, coalescing the energy into a small blood-red crystal. When she came down from her magnificent orgasm, she saw the druid's eyes had dulled. She put the cystal to his head and started chanting. It slowly sank into his head, dissapearing beanth his skin and leaving no trace. When Fendoriaen next opened his eyes they were blood-red. A malicious smile crept onto his face as he whispered: "Thank you... Mistress."