She manages to break free!

Myria's fingers danced over Dew's clit, and Dew felt an orgasm building before she could stop it. She thrashed and spasmed in Myria's arms, eyes always fixated on the orc's cock in front of her. She wanted it, needed it inside her. Her climax reached its peak, drenching Myria's hand in elfin sex fluids.

And then Dew had a moment of clarity. Her much-needed orgasm washed away the toad venom for just a second.

"Impediantis!" Dew shouted. Her spell froze Myria and Grull in their tracks. She pushed Myria away from her with one hand and put her other hand around Grull's neck.

"What have you done to Myria?" Dew said.

"Fucked her," the orc said through gritted tusks. "Put my seed in her."

"Before that! She may be a slut, but she wouldn't help you defeat me."

Grull chuckled.

"Infernus..." Dew muttered with a dangerous edge in her voice. Her palm, pressed into Grull's neck, began to burn with magic fire. She hoped she was looking threatening. In truth, she was doing everything she could to keep from impaling herself on the orc's jutting manhood. The venom's effects were returning quickly...

"A... spell," the orc conceded. Dew smelled burning flesh from beneath her fingers. "A ritual of my clan. Any woman I fuck... is my ****."

Dew glanced back at Myria. So the duelist was being mind-controlled!

"Break it!" she demanded.

"It is for life," Grull sneered.

"Very well," Dew said. The flames leaped from her hand and immolated the orc in an instant.

When the orc was nothing but ash, Dew fell to her knees. Myria hugged her from behind, but this time it was tender.

"Dew, I'm so sorry," she sobbed. "I wasn't myself."

"It's... it's okay, m-Myria," Dew said. The toad's venom was back in full effect and the elf was hornier than she'd ever been. "But... but I need you... to fuck me!"

Dew grabbed Myria by the back of the neck and pushed her head down between her open thighs.