Let Master Ventor have his way with you.

After pretending to hate it for a few more minutes so that Master Ventor could have his moment, you "succumbed."

"Please, Master, fuck me. Knock me up." You ask, fighting to contain the nausea you feel bubbling in your stomach.

The old lech's eyes light up. "About time, young acolyte."

You let Master Ventor push you onto the small ottoman in his chambers. With gusto, he slides your loincloth aside, revealing your tiny, dripping pink slit.

You begin to protest. "Master Ventor..." But he silences you with a long tongue kiss that makes you gag.

"Turn around," he commands. "Assume the position." You begrudgingly get on all fours and raise your tush into the air.

With little ceremony, he pushes his cock into you, so quickly and forcefully that you yelp as he encounters your hymen. "Argh!" he cried, "I can feel it!! I can't believe it, after all this fucking, your maidenhead is still... intact!" You are sure he could.

A combination of pleasure and pain(more pleasure than pain) shoots through your body as Ventor **** himself past the tiny, nerve-filled ridge of your clitoris and deeper into the depths of your womanhood. Grunting, Ventor began pumping in and out of you as you writhed beneath him. The sensation of his purmissin-enhanced shaft pushing your hymen back and forth sent you into a trance. It was a constant reminder, that though you are anatomically similar to humans, you still possessed the same regenerative abilities of your elven ancestors, meaning that though worn down from near-constant fucking, your maidenhead would never truly disappear. The sensitive membrane now served a much more pleasurable purpose as a ridge filled with nerves. Though the initial moment of penetration still caught you by surprise every time, the friction of a male's member against your hymen was pleasure beyond description. You came easily from penetration alone.

With the enhancements, Ventor's pace has become frenetic. Even for an old lech, he was a pretty vigorous fuck on a normal day, but now, with the purmissin, Ventor's swollen member was churning your insides like he's never done before. With a bun of your hair in each hand, Ventor's thrusts are violent, sending electric jolts of pleasure through your hymen, to your clit, into your stomach, then down your legs and into your toes as your feet curl and spasm uncontrollably. Time after time, you cum on his cock, writhing in sensual agony. "Ungh! I can't... no more!!!" you manage to cry out as you cum for the eighth time in less than an hour.

But your protests only seem to spur Ventor on.

"Get on your back, I want to see your face when I cum in you," he demands. "Beg for it! Tell me to do it!!"