Circe drains you...

After a few fleeting minutes of pleasure with Circe, you feel yourself building up to another orgasm. The oral pleasure you recieved courtesy of Wonder Woman must've really taken it out of you.

"That's it, lover! Come for me!" Circe moans, her velvety insides milking you for all they're worth.

You curse and bite your lip. You buck your hips as you try, in vain, to hold out for a few more agonisingly pleasurable moments. After a certain point, there's nothing you can do to stop it, you feel the eruption building within your loins.

"Holy shit!" You cry, releasing your potent cum inside Circe. Just like that, the heights of your pleasure have been reached. It's all downhill from here.

"Mmhm, thank you, The Protector." Circe laughs, appreciatively stroking your neck.

"No, thank you." You respond. "That was one hell of a fuck..."

"I am glad." Circe responds, a little coolly. "I imagine it'll be the last you experience for a while."

"Not with my powers, it won't!" You smugly respond.

"Ah yes, your powers of persuasion." Circe says. "Speaking of which, would you kindly stand up?"

You're a little worried when, quite independently from any decision of yours, you abandon you position atop Circe's half-naked form, to stand above her.

"W-what's happening?" You ask, your voice unsteady. In your heart, you already knew.

"Come now, hero. Did you honestly think I'd lie with a beast such as you for any reason other than to steal your power?" Circe asks, standing and circling your immobile form.

"This is wrong." You panic. "Stop controlling me!"

Your commands have precisely no effect on the vindictive sorceress.

"On the contrary. I believe you enjoy my control. I can just sense how aroused losing your power to me has made you."

You suddenly become aware of the blood rushing to your penis. Mere moments after unloading inside Circe, you're once again painfully erect. You quickly discover that part of you does indeed love the transgressive thrill of ceding power to Circe, to becoming an instrument of her will.

"Now, on your knees." Circe commands, straightening out her costume. "Crawl after me."

Your erection still throbbing between your legs, you follow the victorious sorceress, back to where you instructed Diana to wait.

"Diana, good news. I'm the one holding your leash now, not this... man." Circe sneers. "Now, stand and face me."

Circe seems thrilled when Wonder Woman immediately obliges her enemy.

"The Princess of Themyscira, and the fool who gave me total power, both at my mercy. I wonder, what to do?" Circe says, lips forming into a sadistic smile.