No choice. I wouldn't let my faerie-wife perish. I brought her here. I promised to protect her. My eyes fell on Princess Siona. She took a step back f...rom me, her purple-and-black butterfly wings fluttering behind her.“Sven...?” she asked, her voice tight. “I know you care for her. I'm sorry, I tried to—”I grabbed her by the shoulders, my fingers gripping hard. I pulled her naked form to me. She squeaked in shock, her big breasts bouncing before her. Her eyes widened. The air suddenly crackled. He asked pleasantly, “No safe word?”“Fuck you, asshole!”He shrugged pleasantly and let the wand fall forward against her other shoulder. As the smooth glass ball traced its way down toward her second nipple, she gritted her teeth, squeezing her eyes shut.“Of course,” he said lightly, “once we’re done up here, there other places to explore.” His free hand drifted lightly across here bare labia as he slid the intensity back up.She screamed again, both from the suffering of her poor nipple and the. "The Queen stood. "All of us, your Queens, have worried about this forcenturies. To watch our numbers dwindle not from natural ills, but fromthe ills inflicted by man have disturbed us. But as this young one hassaid, we cannot merely wish them all away. We must learn to live amongthem, and expand our numbers."We have not tried what she has suggested since our primitive ancestorslived among them in what is now called Europe over ten thousand years ago.We all know what happened then. Those who. The smoke filled my lungs every time I breathed in, and the confines of my hood when I exhaled. She left me like this for a few minutes, spent ash falling on to my body. Finally Vixen removed the cigarette, ground it out in the ash tray then shoved the remains through the breather holes of my gag until it was inside the ball. "Enjoy it slave!" she said as she wandered out. As i stuggled on the bed I could feel my hard dick straining at the latex. A few minutes later Vixen entered the room.