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With her will broken, and her body exhausted, C'ock reaches into a small bag of holding. A magical bag, that despite it's size, can hold many items in an extra-dimensional pocket. He pulls out a red collar, with runes across the band, and without hesitation, he puts it around her neck. He smirks at her her, her eyes still staring into nothingness, and glazed with pure bliss. "Don't worry my little succu-bitch", he says, "I will not control your mind or your soul with this collar. I prefer to do that with on my own two hands and dick. However... from now on, your magics and any physical harm you will wish to cause will have no effect on anyone. I mean... you can try to fight back, since I like it that way, but you can't even make a single scratch on my skin. You're going to be my fiesty little play thing from now on... do you understand?"

She nods, but not from the collar... but from the fact that she had been defeated and **** within an inch of her life by a drow with the cock of a terrible demon. C'ock was still smiling at his catch, and his cock was still throbbing hard between his legs. Without saying anything else, he lifted her head to his cock level, and forcefully stuck it in to her mouth and down her throat. He began to thrust in and out, as she slightly gagged now and then, while using her tongue on the underside of his cock.