The Dark Faery gets fisted

The Dark Faery kicked and struggled, but the chains held her firmly down. The wings folded under her back twitched anxiously, trying helplessly to spread so she could fly to safety.

"Stop complaining," said Eilwy. "It's just three fingers. Now let's see if I can get four in. You're wet enough I think..."

She was slowly easing three bunched fingers in and out of the Dark Faery's tight little pussy. Slowly she added a fourth to the mix and pushed, forcing them in between Selena's sensitive flaps and delighting in her captive's helpless struggles. She was particularly pleased to see that the poor Faery's brown nipples had swollen hard at her indignity.

"Nice," she said admiringly. "They're in. Well done! Now just the thumb to go and we're in business. Just relax, Dark Faery - I'm putting my fist up your pussy whether you like it or not, it'll go much easier for you if you just relax a bit."

She smiled to herself at the muffled expletives coming from her helpless captive. This would certainly teach her a lesson! Fancy thinking she could take on the Black Reaver.

"There you go," Eilwy breathed, bunching her hand together so that her thumb was also pressing into the Dark Faery's sensitive hole, stretching it wider and wider. "That's nice, Dark Faery. We're nearly there. You're nearly ready to take the whole thing."

Eilwy did enjoy dominating and shaming powerful enemies. She found herself going quite wet in her victory. She'd need some personal time when all this was over, that was for sure.

"There," she said gently. "There we go." And she slipped her whole hand into the Dark Faery, who gave a muffled wail of dismay and shame in her gag, her back arching on the bed. Grinning, Eilwy made her hand into a fist inside her captive and slowly began pushing it in and out. Judging by how the Dark Faery bucked and groaned, the feeling of having Eilwy's fist in her pussy was pretty intense. Eilwy's wrist was wet with the Dark Faery's helpless pussy juices as she slid it in and out of her captive.

"How does it feel?" She teased. "Is this what you had planned for me?"

She picked up the pace, thrusting repeatedly into the writhing Dark Faery like one of the steam pistons used by the underground gnomes. The Faery wailed and struggled, but was unable to contain the sensations building up inside her.

Eilwy noticed and grinned. "Don't be shy, Dark Faery," she whispered. "Show me what you've got!"

And then the Dark Faery came - the most humiliating, intense and unforgettable orgasm in her entire existence. Her body shook with it, her limbs taut, her eyes wide and straining. Eilwy pumped her hard to sustain her moment as long as possible. Only when the Dark Faery had collapsed weakly back onto the bed, shivering and drenched in sweat, did Eilwy pull her wet fist back out, grinning. The poor Dark Faery's pussy, stretched wide, briefly gaped at her, then slowly started reducing back to it's normal size.

Eilwy held her fist up for her captive to see. "Not bad, Dark Faery," she teased. "I thought you'd be able to take it all. You faeries are all the same once you're on your backs."

There was another crash outside. Eilwy stood and brushed herself down.

"Time for me to be leaving you," she said. "You can stay here for whatever comes through the door next. But you'd better never mention I was here again to anyone, or I'll tell the world how much you enjoyed getting my fist up your little Faery pussy. Understood?"

The Dark Faery nodded defeatedly and said something muffled.

"No, I'm not freeing you. I think a round of fun with those goblins of yours is exactly what you need." Eilwy grinned and gave the Dark Faery's naked breast a little pat. It gave a satisfying wobble. "You'll just have to do your best to persuade them to let you go afterwards!"

Then she slipped back out of the door to see what carnage was underway, and to track down that horrid goblin Scar who had so humiliated her in the dungeon.