Just in time!

Scar stood directly over Eilwy, grinning, and began to unbuckle his pants.

Sweat broke out on Eilwy's brow as she **** her mouth to form words. Her entire body felt limp and weak from the poison. It was only with the greatest difficulty that she managed to whisper the words of the spell, her voice fading.

But she managed, and the spell took effect quickly. She felt the cleansing aura descend on her and the weakness lifted.

She jumped to her feet.

Scar's face went pale in shock. No-one could come recover so quickly from a dose of goblin poison! Caught off-balance, pants half down, fat cock in hand, he stepped backwards and fell over.

"Praxis Vint!" Eilwy commanded, waving her hand. Immediately roots burst out of the muddy ground around Scar, wrapping around his arms and legs and securing him in place. He kicked and struggled helplessly in his bonds, his face twisted in frustration.

Eilwy smiled sweetly. "Nice try, goblin. But it looks like you're the one getting fucked tonight, eh?"

She looked down scornfully at her captive, whose pants remained around his knees. His cock was flopping helplessly on his stomach, rapidly turning flaccid at the unexpected turn of events. Eilwy snorted. What a pathetic figure the goblin now cut!

She knelt down by him.

"Get your hands off me you bitch!" Scar shouted shrilly.

Eilwy dug through her bag and pulled out a small jar of honey with a smile. Scar's eyes tracked her every movement.

"Hungry?" Eilwy asked with mock concern. "I'm sorry, goblin. It's not for you." Then she dipped her fingers in the honey, and slowly smeared it on the goblin's cock and balls, making sure to cover them with the sticky yellow mess.

"Aw, look! It's gone so small!" Eilwy smirked, flicking teasingly at Scar's cock.

Then she slipped her hand under his balls and slid a finger between his ass cheeks, making sure to coat it in the sweet smelling honey.

She slipped her finger into his asshole, and grinned as he writhed in helpless frustration. "You like that, do you?" She asked in mock surprise, slowly flexing her finger and enjoying the look of anger on his face.

She stood up and surveyed her handiwork with some satisfaction.

"I'll get you for this!" Scar blustered angrily. "Just you wait!"

"No, you won't." Eilwy said sweetly. "Let me explain it to you. When the sun comes up in, oh, five hours or so, this part of the forest is going to be buzzing with biting, stinging insects that just love honey. I imagine they're going to be very happy to find you here and enjoy exploring your.... bits." She flicked at his limp cock with contempt.

"I'll get free! I'll get you!"

"Boring!" Eilwy interrupted, and with a wave of her hand had another root burst from the dirt to gag the goblin. "You're not getting free, goblin. Do you think any forest creature that finds you is going to be your friend? I don't think so!"

She stood up and brushed herself down.

"I'll be going now," she said with a cruel smile. "Enjoy your stay!"

Eilwy walked into the forest with her head held high, her shame in the Dark Faery's dungeon avenged. What a sight the helpless Scar had been, spreadeagled and covered in honey! She grinned happily to herself.

But her job was not yet complete. The two nymphs needed reminding of her powers as well.

She picked up her pace and strode purposefully through the forest.