She shakes her head

You laugh as Vex denies your accusation, her whole body shaking with a need to free Keyleth from your grasp, to free herself from this oppressive place. She is at heart a caretaker, and one who needs the wild. In the shadows of this dungeon, she will break merely if given enough time.

But what's the point in having magical powers if you have to wait around for what you want?

You snap your fingers and Vex falls to the ground, her restraints changed so that instead of hanging from the wall, she instead has a metal bar between her wrists and ankles. The bit and bridle remain, and as she struggles to stand, her whole-body aching from the stiffness of her imprisonment, you grab her by the hair and all but toss her in the direction of her companion.

As she lands on the cold stone, Keyleth nudges against her, helping to prop her up and rubbing her own naked body against Vex's still armor-clad one, in an attempt to grant some comfort.

"You'd rather wallow in self-misery alongside this pitiful excuse for a druid, than finally admit that you are nothing more than an avaricious little whore..." You say, as you stride up to your victims.

Vex tries to stand again, wanting to protect her already utterly humiliated and de-humanized companion from your ****.

You grab her by the cheeks and shove her back down onto the ground. "Admit it, Vex'ahlia...you opened up your legs for the inventor, because he was rich."

Vex tries to stand but a swift kick to her groin sends her into a world of pain and she curls up into a ball and presses her cowering wet face into the uneven stone of the floor to hide from your wrath.

"You exposed yourself to the barbarian, because every time he and the bard went whoring, you ended up feeling jealous...jealous of all those girls who stole away all the coin you worked so hard to keep...jealous that they didn't have to pretend to be something they weren't." You say as you grab her trousers and yank them down with ungodly strength.

The fabric rips away, exposing the piss-stained panties she's worn since her defeat. Even wearing armor, forged from the scales of an ancient white dragon, she cowers before you, as helpless to keep herself from being exposed, as she is to rebut any of your accusations.

"Not to mention you were always jealous of Kiki here..." You say, running a gentle finger along the crease of her undergarments and making her whole body tense up.

Your eyes flicker to the once proud leader of her people, who is currently licking at Vex's face like a dog, lapping up the tear stains and pressing gentle kisses to reassure her terrified friend.

Vex's eyes dart to Kiki's and she shakes her head again, pleading with her eyes for her only remaining ally, not to listen to your speech. But Kiki just gives her a mournful look, her own ego too bruised at this point to care about this newest betrayal.

"...you loved your brother, didn't you, Vex?" You say, as you continue to slowly rub at her nethers. "All those nights, alone on the road, pressed up against each other, in the prime of your youth. He was the only man you could trust before you met Percival...the only one you dared to let help you..."

Vex continues to shake her head, now closing her eyes and rolling back and forth against the floor, in hopes of blocking out the words.

You stand up and move to the front of Vex's prone body, grabbing Keyleth's head and pressing her cheek down next to Vex so that the two of them share eye-level again.

"When you saw him look at another woman, you longed to be the only thing he cared about again, didn't you? When you heard him blabber about how much he loved this red-headed idiot, you wanted to take him for yourself, to show him what a real woman was like, didn't you?" You say, as you drink in the horror and shame in Vex's crumbling composure.

"You aren't just a useless, selfish slut are you? You're a useless, selfish, _incestuous _slut, aren't you?" You say, as Vex presses her face into Keyleth's shoulder, sobbing into her pale skin for comfort.

Keyleth leans back against her fellow **** and the two of them cry together, as your eyes take in the curves of their voluptuous, half-Elven bodies. You swing your hands down, interrupting their emotional breakdowns with a swat to each of their curvaceous asses.

"Don't worry, girls..." You tell them, as they glance up at you, terrified of what punishment will come next. "The Raven Queen's champion is gone...but I'll make you feel wanted again."

With that, silver chains lash out from your hand and wrap around their collars. You give a sharp tug, and soon they are both staggering on hands and knees to keep up. Keyleth, her whole body marked from her time with your whip, rushes so as to avoid being punished for any perceived laziness. And Vex rushes after her, still wearing the remains of her now useless armor, because of her need to be close to Keyleth.

As the three of you mount the stairs, some of you more dignified than others, you watch as Vex's bulbous posterior swings ignomiously in the air and you relish the thought of exposing her luscious body to the punishments you devised for her crimson-haired companion.