Make her proud

With a growl of your own, you stepped closer to the pixie, who had collapsed onto the bed, her eyes still fixed on you in a mix of terror and defiance. You grabbed her by the hair and yanked her to her knees, pushing your cock into her face. She struggled, but the skirt was too strong. It tightened around your shaft, the magic suffusing your member with power. You felt yourself growing even larger, the tip of your cock brushing against the back of her throat. She choked and gagged, but you didn't relent. This was your reward for your service, and you were going to enjoy it.

Patricia watched with a smirk, stroking her own cock as she saw the determination in your eyes. She had chosen well, picking a kitsune who knew how to appreciate the finer things in life. You felt a thrill as you looked at her, her powerful body a testament to the strength of the partnership you'd formed. You knew that together, you would be unstoppable.

"Good," Patricia murmured, her hand moving faster as she watched you. "Now, show me what you can do."

With a snarl, you grabbed the pixie by the neck and **** her to take your cock deeper. She gagged and choked, but you felt the magic of the skirt responding to your dominance. It grew tighter, pushing past her resistance, and you felt her throat give way. You could feel her **** struggle against the intrusion, but the thrill of power was intoxicating.

Patricia's eyes shone with approval as she watched you claim the pixie. She stepped closer, her own cock still hard and dripping precum. "That's it," she purred, her hand sliding down to cup your ass. "Show her who's in charge." Her fingers dug into your flesh, her nails just shy of drawing blood, and you felt a rush of excitement at her touch.

With a grunt, you thrust your cock deeper into the pixie's throat, feeling her gag reflexes weaken. You could feel the magic of the skirt working its way into her, breaking down her resistance. Patricia leaned in closer, her breath hot on your neck, and whispered, "She's all yours."

The words were like a declaration of war, and you took them to heart. You began to fuck the pixie's mouth with a ferocity that surprised even you. Her eyes watered and her nose ran as she desperately tried to breathe around your thick cock. But the magic of the skirt held her in place, forcing her to submit to your every whim. You felt yourself getting closer to the edge, your hips bucking with every thrust.

Patricia leaned over you, her tits brushing against your back as she whispered sweet nothings into your ear. Her hand on your cock was a guiding ****, urging you on, pushing you towards the climax you so desperately craved. "That's it," she murmured, "Take your reward." Her words were like a spell, and you felt your balls tighten, ready to explode.

With a roar, you came, your seed spurting into the pixie's throat, filling her up until it leaked out of her mouth and down her chin. Patricia chuckled, her grip on your cock never faltering as she continued to milk you for every drop. "Good girl," she cooed, her hand moving to your cheek to turn your face towards hers. She kissed you deeply, her tongue sliding into your mouth.