Not in the least

Keyleth, long deprived of contact with humanoids other than you, and full of the pent-up sexual frustration she'd experienced since her lover's ****, dives headfirst into her task. When you first brought her under your heel, she was eager but sloppy, shy and too afraid of failure to do a good job.

But after weeks of training, the once naive druid would impress the Ruby of the Sea with her talents. She laps and suckles on Vex's cunt, sucking away every drop of sweet moisture granted to her, rubbing her nose against Vex's clit and digging her nails into her plump ass. From her hands grow vines, wrapping around her friend's already restrained form and allowing for a better grip. As she pulls Vex up and down, each clanking of the chains coincides with a cry from Vex and with a loud slurp from Keyleth. The feeble protests of the older half-elf eventually turn into moans, and Vex's breath pattern becomes ragged and hitched.

Vex, who herself is hardly a stranger to the carnal arts, finds herself hopelessly outmatched, as Keyleth's warm, healing magic relieved all the pain and hunger in her aching body with a pleasant hum. But its only when Keyleth begins to rub one grool coated digit against Vex's backdoor that things become really interesting.

Vex tenses and tries to close her legs, perhaps to **** Keyleth's invading tongue away, perhaps to make sure the druid does not leave her unsatisfied. Whatever her intention, the movement betrays her, and she lets out a strangled scream into as Keyleth overcomes whatever meager defenses she had left.

Keyleth leans back away from the woman she's just ****, her face awash with Vex's shiny juices, her expression one of dazed bliss. Once she had wanted to prove herself to her father and her tribe. Once she'd longed to protect the world from villians like you. Once she'd overcome insecurity with bravery and trust.

Now, she is thankful for every ounce of pleasure you give her, addicted to her own orgasmic high and terrified to contemplate how low she has fallen and how easily she has given up.

Vex weeps and hangs her head in defeat, as her body vibrates with the **** orgasm, her cunt still clenching and unclenching in yearning for a dick. Unlike her pansexual friend, she still longs for the sturdy grip of a man and the bracing puncture of his member inside her.

Unwilling to deny the poor lady, you walk up behind and grab her by the waist. "Hold up her cheeks." You order Keyleth, who crawls between your legs to oblige, eager to see you dominate another one of her former allies.

"Please...don't..." Vex sobs, her voice now freed from her gag, but all the wit and sarcasm beaten out of her.

"From this point on, Kiki will be your mistress..." You tell Vex, as you rub your cock across her dripping pussy. "She will teach you how to pleasure my generals, my lieutenants...she will take you out in the woods, in your former hunting grounds, and fuck you bare-backed against a tree. She will punish you, when you speak or try to stand up, like a person. She will teach you all the tricks that my pets must know to be worthy of my attention..."

You feel her whole-body tense, in anticipation of her own defilement. Then you drag your dick up to her asshole and **** it in.

She lets out another scream. Its pain now, but soon enough it will be pleasure. Soon enough, she will be waving her high and mighty ass in the air, in hopes that you might fuck her like this.

"You will obey her orders as if they were mine...you will pleasure her however she requests..." You tell her, as you make her restraints rattle with every thrust into her bowels.

"P-please..." She's too disoriented with pain and humiliation to form proper sentences, but she continues to beg, nonetheless.

You can't see Vex's face from this angle, but you can tell she is crying. Crying at the humiliation of her body's desecration. Crying at the pain of being treated so roughly. Crying out with longing for the tender arms of her male compatriots. Crying out in grief for her coming degradations. Crying because, she is ashamed of her own willingness to abandon Keyleth to your cruel rule, just to save her own skin.

You glance down at Keyleth, who's face is still wet, and who's dull eyes sparkle with the joy of companionship.

"Kiki...go ahead and chow down on the bitch's cunt...she may as well get some pleasure out of this." You order.

Keyleth doesn't hesitate. She dives back into the same **** lovemaking, and it isn't long before the combination of your rutting and her licking throws Vex'ahlia back into another fit of spasmodic ecstasy. Her orgasmic yowling reverberates off the interior of the dungeon, joining the cacophony of cries from other prisoners being ravaged at this moment.

You smile down at your ****, and Vex's new mistress. Once she would have given her life for the poor ranger, now she is going to be fundamental in breaking the stuck-up bitch.

You can't imagine a better ending for them both.