Grabbed her tongue.

A thought occurred, my body moving faster than my mind. Spurred by intuition, backed by logos, I stuck my fingers deep in Cuanne's mouth and seized her tongue. She couldn't speak or close her mouth, and breathing was likely a problem too.

But, she was quite capable of hurting herself. I had only forbidden fighting and harm to me, which had more than enough gaps to strike at. I took advantage of her stunned hesitation to bring my knees up to pin her arms, and we met eyes at an impasse. "Clever girl."

Her eye flashed with recognition, and her mouth quirked with the echoed sentiment. I used my free hand to grab my cock, wondering if I could bring myself to climax before Cuanne got another clever idea. Then, I realized that perhaps I didn't need to.

She had suffered a trance from my blood, and I honestly wasn't sure If I could put her under like that again. I only seemed to get one trance per cumshot per person, and with the weaker trance from my blood. . .

There was saliva too, but I could produce far less of that fluid.

But I had just woken up, and I had yet to take care of my creature comforts.

Cuanne closed her eye as piss splashed across her face. She sputtered as the warm stream flowed up her nose and ran into her mouth. It washed the toils of battle away and ran into her scars, filling the pit where her eye once was. She couldn't fight against it, and was **** to accept the humiliating shower. I aimed the stream directly down her throat, filling the space around my hand. I pulled her tongue out, keeping my thumb in the path of her fangs, and drove my cock into her throat.

I could feel the piss well up around my balls and flow down her chin. I could see her cheeks bulge, red from the humiliation, and shining with wetness. He cheeks slowly deflated as my piss flowed down her throat and from her mouth, and I saw the moment her eye went blank.

"Don't hurt me or yourself either." I pulled back, my cock coated in piss and drool. "And tell me the damned truth."

I pushed down her throat, filling her mouth, and used her mouth until she came out of the trance. It didn't take long, and when she returned to lucidity her throat began to spasm around the unfamiliar intruder. I pulled out and waited for her coughing fit to subside. "When will Lochra return?"