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Chapter 6 by PieceofCredence PieceofCredence

What next?

Taunt her

"If you think that tastes awful, wait till I make you drink your own piss." You say off-handedly, causing the druid to cough up part of her noxious cocktail. You have to laugh at the look of shock and fear on her face.

"Relax, Keyleth, merely a jest..." You say, as her concern settles into shame.

You step closer, reaching out to graze her sore lips. "If I wanted to truly punish you...I could find more appropriate ways of doing so."

She whimpers and squirms against the pain caused by your touch. You grin wholeheartedly.

"This was your first time, experiencing such wanton pleasure...I could give it to you every night if you desired it." You inform her, wrapping a finger around a strand of burnt pubic hair.

She shakes her head, her whole-body quivering with the suggestion.

"Still, you must admit it was better than that boyfriend of yours...the sad looking one I banished..." You continue, watching her whole body still at the mention of Vax.

"I expect he was too respectful and loving to ever give this wicked cunt the pounding which it undoubtedly deserves." You say.

"Shu-shut up!" Keyleth manages to get out. Her tone is more like that of a teased child, than a mighty archdruid. She knows it is hopeless to argue at this point, having already degraded herself so thoroughly for your amusement.

Still, you cannot let such interjections go unpunished and smack her sore fuckhole with your bare hand until she squeals for mercy. Once she's calmed, you continue your assessment without mercy.

"Admit, that it was better than anything you've ever had..." You insist, reaching up to cup one of her tiny tits.

She shakes her head vehemently, her whole body thrashing with the protestation.

"You know that I could leave you here, with those vibrating contraptions, for days, if I'd like. I could even make it that the exhaustion they caused would never kill you." You explain, with a somewhat tedious voice.

She closes her eyes in acceptance. She is willing to sell-out herself, but not yet to disgrace the memory of her friends. You have to admire her in a way. For a being such as you, the pheromones which cause love and the memories which found it, are easy to remove and easier to control. Still, there is something courageous within the young druid that intrigues you.

A determination which you are determined to break.

"Or I could do that Vex...since you are so uncooperative..."

Her eyes open and she looks panicked for a moment. With whatever remaining insight within her hazy mind, she senses your honesty.

"Oh, did you think she was dead?" You ask. "I would never rid myself of a beauty so fine or a temper so untempered as hers."

You reach up and slap one lackluster tit. "Frankly, the only reason I decided to **** you instead of her, is because you're smarter than her...and so it does me great pleasure to see you brought low by your own weakness."

You lean close to her, grabbing her cheeks and smooshing them together. "If it were a competition of beauty, there can be no contest...she is your superior in every way, my dear."

Keyleth has the decency to look embarrassed by this comment and you feel the need to better demonstrate the truth of this statement.

"She at least has breasts worth suckling on," You say, swatting another meager tit and causing her to contort in pain. "And an ass worth taking hold of."

You slap the skinny half-elf's somewhat flat posterior.

"I could watch her be brought to climax all day..." You say, with a look of glossy reverie in your star-swimming eyes. "I've heard her moan, Keyleth."

Keyleth looks up in horror at this latest revelation and you laugh.

"No, I've not defiled her myself. But I've reached into her mind and uncovered her most perverse depravities. I could give it all to her and reduce her to whore **** to please her new daddy. I could take the woman you love and respect and bring her so low, that you would have to kneel just to spit on her."

"Please!" Keyleth begged, tears returning to her eyes. "I'll do anything. I'll drink my piss...I'll let you **** me...just please don't hurt her."

You can't help but crack a smile.

Take her up on her offer?

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