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Rita's heart was pounding as she rushed to get herself ready. The letter had come unannounced and unexpected with only three words, 'I want you.'
The moment Rita realized the letter's purpose her body ignited with tingling phantom pleasures, remembering the night that Thane had broken her to pieces and then built her up again according to his wants and needs.
Rita had been hoping that after his trial Thane would want to meet with her, but ever since their first night together the Lord had left her high and dry.
It was bad enough that she walked around with a constant reminder of Thane's training lodged between her cheeks. But even, Rita's dreams had been corrupted by Thane's touch, conjuring such depraved acts that Rita could never survive the shame of voicing them out loud.
But now that Thane had finally called upon her, all those depraved thoughts were rising to the forefront of her mind making Rita's body burn like a furnace.
With her urgency, it only took Rita a handful of minutes to get herself together, which included grooming and picking out an appropriate outfit. Rita then opened a hidden compartment in the bottom of her drawer revealing a satin interior with a single item inside.
With gingerness, Rita took out the sleek silver choker with a tag that read, 'Property of Fae.' With a final nervous breath, Rita secured the collar around her neck and the moment the clasp clicked into place she felt the enchantment whisk her away.
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Thane opened his eyes as he felt mana in the room stir and a lustful grin spread across his face when he saw Rita and her revealing attire. A black leather harness contrasted nicely against Rita's pale skin, hugging her curves while cupping her ass and breasts so they stood out even more. Continuing with the black theme, Rita wore a generous amount of makeup including eyeshadow, mascara, and lipstick with a pair of black stilettos to complete the look.
While Rita was a sight many men would kill for Thane couldn't tear his eyes away from the collar around her neck, more specifically his collar.
"I got your letter," Rita spoke into the silence trying to keep her voice steady. But her attempt to hider the arousal coursing through her veins, was futile considering the heavy scent clogging Thane's sensitive nose.
"Then you know why you're here," Thane replied his voice low and ruff as opened his legs from where he was sitting, "Don't tell me I have to restart your training from the beginning?"
Rita shook her head once, "No, Sir."
Thane then watched as Rita walked across the room her high heels clicking against the floor and her hips swaying with every step.
Stopping before him Rita stared into Thane's eyes while dropping to the floor, sitting on her knees as her hands reached out and deftly worked to undo Thane's pants.
A moment later Thane breathed out a sigh of relief as his stiffening member popped free from the confines of his briefs.
Rita couldn't help but whimper as a shadow fell over her face and her eyes traced the network of bulging veins, swelling with blood becoming rigid and hard.
"Go on now don't be shy," Thane urged as Rita's warm breath brushed against his cock causing it to twitch and throb in anticipation.
With wide doe eyes, Rita leaned in and kissed the head of Thane's cock. His flesh practically burned Rita's lips and the scent of Thane's musk infiltrated her nose and smothered her brian.
Before she realized it, Rita was fully making out with Thane's cock swirling her tongue around his tip and shuddering as his viscus pre-cum filled her mouth.
Falling into a trance Rita lost herself as she slowly started taking more and more of Thane's cock into her mouth and eventually down her throat.
In no time at all Rita's nose was nestled in Thane's pubes as her throat muscles actively worked to milk his cock along with her tongue that scraped the underside of his shaft.
Rita's newfound skill hadn't gone unnoticed by Thane who realized that the report must have been practicing rigorously in order to handle his size so well.
With another choked gag, Rita impaled herself on Thane's cock holding herself at the base and looking up at him with tearful eyes silently begging him for compensation.
Seeing no reason not to reward her efforts and hard work, Thane grabbed the back of Rita's head making sure she could pull away as his balls churned and his cock throbbed.
Rita's eyes rolled into the back of her head as she climaxed feeling her stomach swell with Thane's hot cum. After a few seconds, Thane pulled Rita back letting his still cumming cock rest against her tongue and flooding her mouth with his thick batter.
While Rita tried to greedily swallow as much as she could the volume was too much and eventually Thane's spunk burst from the corners of her mouth and her nose.
When Thane's cock finally stopped throbbing and came to a momentary rest Rita's face was an almost unrecognizable mess of ruined makeup, spittle, and spunk.
With a wet slurp, Thane pulled his cock out of Rita's mouth and she gasped for breath finally able to breathe. Slapping his half-hardened member against Rita's face Thane stared at the black stains around his cock from her lipstick and before Thane realized it he was rearing to go again.
"Get up and turn around," Thane snapped his lust making him impatient, "I want to see if you've managed to follow my other instructions."
Rita nodded wordlessly and after a second rose on unsteady feet before turning around and spreading her ass cheeks.
Thane stared at flared base of the buttplug nestled comfortably in Rita's asshole. Grabbing onto the plug Thane tugged it making Rita whine and tremble before his patience finally ran dry and he pulled the buttplug out with a pop.
Rita moaned and flushed as she felt her asshole twitch shamelessly under Thane's critical eye. The worst part however was that Rita felt empty without the plug inside of her.
Before she could fully lament her loss for long Rita felt Thane's hands grab onto her waist pulling her down onto his lap.
Rita flinched as she felt the head of Thane's massive cock press against her asshole. While the buttplug had loosened her up Thane's cock was far thicker and longer and for a moment Rita almost voiced her concern.
Then Rita felt her rim stretch around Thane's cock and at once all the strength left her lower body. If Thane's hands hadn't been around her waist Rita would have dropped straight down onto Thane's cock.
Instead, Thane drew out the moment making sure Rita felt every inch sliding inside her guts, stretching her backdoor wide open.
When Rita's ass finally rested against Thane's lap her vision was swimming with pleasure with Thane's cock buried over a foot deep inside of her. The burning stretch made Rita's eyes tear up, but Thane didn't let Rita have a moment of rest.
His grip around Rita's waist tightened as he used her as a glorified fleshlight moving her unresponsive body up and down his cock.
The tightness of Rita's virgin hole had Thane's vision flashing as his cock swelled and he dumped his second load inside of Rita painting her guts white with his baby batter.