Yes, duh

Irelia moaned with needy anticipation as her ashen-haired master slid a ball gag inside her mouth. It had only been a few days since she’d been defeated by Riven, and she’d spent most of the time afterwards getting better acquainted with every delectable inch of her new master’s body. Losing their battle had taught the Ionian a great many things, chief among them being how to properly respect and please her owner. They’d spent yesterday traveling from the Institute of War to Noxus by carriage, a slog of a twelve hour journey made much more enjoyable due to Irelia’s constant road head.

But the trip to Riven’s fatherland was about business, not pleasure. Their sexfight had been a struggle to prove who was superior, not only as individuals pitted against each other but also as nations. The previous Noxian/Ionian war had ended without a real victor being declared. That lack of closure had loomed large over both nations in the years that followed. But in this contest, between the very best both countries had to offer, it was the clever bite of Noxian steel that had seized a resounding victory. It was only natural that Riven wanted to reap the spoils of war.

Of course, most of that was due to Ahri’s curse coursing through her balls, but whatever.

The Trifarix agreed to Riven’s idea of publicly disgracing her enslaved champion, citing that it would make Ionia appear politically weak and would help in imposing tariffs in the future and blah blah blah. Riven didn’t really care for the political mumbo jumbo; in truth, she was chasing a different dream. One where Ionian women were made naturally submissive to Noxian cock. What better way to instill such an idea than to show Ionia, and the world at large, just how much of a kinky, depraved slut their most well-respected champion had turned into.

Irelia had been taken to the fighting pits, the most storied and revered place in all of Noxus. Many countries had massive cathedrals devoted to the gods their people believed in, but to Noxians, fighting was their religion. This was not just a place of entertainment, it was a place of worship. Of adoration and communion. A packed crowd cheered eagerly as Riven brought her pet out into the arena and strapped her into an iron pillory, their screams ramping up as she was stripped naked by the Noxian, her soft cock dangling shyly between her knees. There were cameras everywhere, ensuring that no angle of this spectacle would go undocumented, and they all broadcasted directly to a livestream available in every country or city or backwater town that had internet access.

Irelia moaned as she felt Riven take her from behind, the Noxian’s large cock sliding easily between her plump buns and deep into her asshole in one swift motion. They didn’t even need lube—just a bit of spit did the trick for an ass so accustomed to Riven’s dick. Their bodies clashed together violently as they fucked like animals, Irelia’s cock getting harder with every thrust, causing it to slowly but surely rise aloft and reveal her true feelings. Her moans were needy and loud and she wore a perverse smile around her gag as she stared directly into the camera in front of her. She knew that what she was doing, what she had agreed to do, was reaping unimaginable damage to her country… and that only turned her on more. All the national pride she once had had been flipped on its head after getting her first taste of Noxian dick. Her mind had become corrupted, constantly flooded with dirty thoughts and lusty desires, and she was willing to do anything Riven wanted so long as it ended with the Noxian’s cock in one of her holes.

Riven soon fucked the cum straight out of Irelia’s heavy balls, laughing as she **** her to blow her load in front of so many people, both physically and virtually. The cameras caught wonderful shots of her assgasm—her face frozen mid moan as she rode the apex of her high, her throbbing shaft bouncing up and down in delight as it spewed ropes of fertile, useless Ionian seed into the ground below. It was the ultimate money shot—and exactly what Riven had in mind when she pictured fucking the very spirit of Ionia into submission.

Now all there was left to do was rend a few more orgasms out of her ****, dump a few of her own into her ass and mouth, and continue her self-described heroic quest to singlehandedly fuck every adult woman of Ionian origin in the whole of Runeterra.

Who says Noxians don’t dream big?