Those notes would be nice, but. . .

I had a warm and willing cunt right in front of me. "The notes can wait."

"Are you sure, master?" Kali said, her hands stalling. "What if somebody else takes them?"

That was a fair point, and I sighed. I started to stand, sending the witch tumbling back. She looked up at me with a mysterious expression, something like a pout but carrying the undercurrents of something else. My merchant's instincts came awake, and a thought crossed my mind.

Is she trying to manipulate me? With that thought came others, Why? Is she trying to make me leave? For what purpose? Could it be...?

I grabbed her hair and yanked her face up to my cock. "Suck it."

"MasMMNPHM-" I shoved it in the moment her mouth opened, breaking her words apart with my need. Her blue eyes shone wet with the intrusion, her tears were beginning to flow, but the look in her eyes was more than adoration. A suspicion grew in me as I face-fucked the witch.

My eyes bore into hers as floods of saliva wetted my balls and dripped to the floor. Her skin, illusory or not, was covered in goosebumps and her face grew blue as I scarcely gave her a chance to breathe. I pulled out for a second, laying my cock on her face as she coughed and struggled to breath. Her form was distorted now, losing cohesion.

I drove my cock down her throat again, and she began to struggle more. Her skin, flushed and pale, shattered and became green and her jaw morphed into one with jutting tusks. Her body became solid and muscular, and her efforts doubled. I pushed further and further, moving faster and more ferociously. Her throat tightened and coiled around my dick like a serpent, desperately seeking air. She tried breathing through her bloody nose as I ravaged her mouth, but the air that came whistling wetly through was far from enough.

He struggling stilled as I reached my climax, and I shot my load straight down her throat. I didn't bother holding her in place, and the orc girl slid off my dick. I covered her inside and out with my demonic spunk. Her eyes unfocused and I pulled her up by her throat, "What's your fucking game, witch? Answer my question!"

"I wanted to help you." She said slowly. I hauled her around and threw her on to the bed, staining the sheets with cum and blood.

"And what else?"

"I thought. . ." She started to struggle, her face screwing up in concentration. I dug my fingers into her pussy, roughly gouging her insides as I mashed her clit and lips. Her concentration slipped and I grabbed her face, staring hard into her eyes. "I wanted to try and break your hold, master. I thought my mind would get clearer, if I had the chance, master."

It was a betrayal in all but name, the slightest rebellion of Kali'shara's strong will. A tremendous rage filled me as I mounted the Witch, driving my cock to her core. She moaned, but the sound cut off as two hands closed around her throat. I pounded the disloyal bitch with all my strength as I put all my weight into **** her. She began grasping at my arms, trying to stop me, which only made me more angry; her life was mine, if I told her to die she'd damn well let it happen.