You give in.

Looking up at Sindarion’s cruel smile, you finally realize that your pitiful attempts at resistance had only fed into his perverted fantasies. He had been one step ahead of you the entire time; you never really stood a chance against someone so experienced. And now, the price you’ll have to pay for your defeat is a terrible one.

You crawl towards your captor with your head bowed, moving on all fours like the subservient bitch you are. He runs a skeletal hand through your golden curls as you come within his reach...almost tenderly, at first. But his mildness is short-lived. In the next second, you feel a sharp pain as Sindarion viciously pulls your hair, using it to guide your pouting lips towards his tool.

“...nnnnff!” You gag before the cock even reaches you. His putrid prick is now mere inches from your face and it is far more disgusting than you had originally thought. The Dominatus curse’s effects have receded into a dull throb, leaving only the abominable cock behind to command your full attention.

Closing your eyes, you reluctantly part your lips, feeling the bulbous head of Sindarion’s cock press past them. Your captor is no gentle lover, spearing five inches of his length down your throat in a single thrust. With the hand entangled in your hair, Sindarion forces your head to bob up and down on his prick. You feel every wart and vein that slides past your tender lips, the width of Sindarion’s cock stretching your jaw to its limits.

“Ohhhh yeah, keep sucking, you slut!” Sindarion groans as he continues **** your mouth, “Haven’t felt this fucking good since I invaded Thorune all those years ago!”

Despite your hatred for him, Sindarion’s rough treatment is causing an undeniable heat to gather between your thighs. Your mind is a whirlwind of emotions, with anger, disgust, confusion and...desire all fighting for your attention. You can’t possibly be enjoying this at all...can you? No, it must be another effect of the curse...or the strange, salty fluid oozing from Sindarion’s cock down your throat!

The cock in your mouth begins to swell, and you can do nothing but serve as a cock-sleeve for Sindarion’s final thrust. He rams his length as far down your throat as it’ll go, right before the first explosive spray of cum erupts from its tip. The sheer **** and volume of his release makes you gag and ****; nothing could have prepared you for it. Before you can even recover, his rippling cock unloads several more spurts of the hot, salty liquid into your mouth.

“Thhaaaat’s it, bitch! You enjoyed that didn’t you, Thalia?” Sindarion groans in satisfaction. “You make a better cocksucker than you are a fighter, that’s for sure!”

Sindarion holds his cock in your mouth for a moment longer before pulling you away with the hand in your hair. A thin strand of glistening liquid connects your mouth to his prick, but other than that, you had swallowed every last drop of his seed. Your face burns with shame as you stare up at him expectantly, knowing full well that the worst is yet to come…