Chapter 7

Vers looked out the window of the Quadjet, staring at the unfamiliar stars, a troubled look on her face. She still having no idea where they were, or where they were going. From the few glimpses she had seen of the outside of the ship, it was virtually unrecognizable.

She couldn't help but think about what her unit along with the Kree military brass must think of her. Did they know she was captured? Did they classify her as a deserter? Were they even looking for her at all?

She glanced at Loki, sitting in the command chair, wondering again if he told her the truth about her unit. Were they still alive? She knew the tactical decision was to eliminate them. They knew who he was, but considering how easily he had taken them all down, did he even care if they knew who he was?

Vers looked away with an annoyed huff, seeing the smirk on Loki's face, and knew he had caught her staring at him again.

She needed to escape, but it was proving to be far more difficult than she first thought. Loki rarely let her stray from him. On the few occasions he did, she still had the ship's AI Mimir to contend with, who made it no secret that it was monitoring her every movement, and reporting it all back to Loki.

There was also the hold Loki had over her to consider. She couldn't explain it, but he could alter her memories — 'no', she corrected herself, shaking her head. He could somehow alter the way she saw perceived things, which was far worse in her opinion. It was all very confusing, but she didn't even recognize something was wrong until after he pointed it out to her.

"Come here, Vers," Loki said, interrupting her thoughts as he patted his lap expectantly.

Vers stared at Loki for a long moment, having an internal struggle on what to do. She knew by now he would get what he wanted, regardless of what she did. Was it better to simply go along with his demands, at least for now, and do what he wanted? She could avoid him using his ability on her that way, and at least have some control over her own actions.

It gnawed at her pride, being in the position she was in. Her instincts told her to fight him, to resist, but so far it got her nowhere.

She sighed, knowing that she couldn't continue on this way. She had to change her strategy to one that gave her the best chance to escape.

Her decision made, she padded towards him, seeing the growing smirk on his face, but surprisingly he said nothing when she sat in his lap, only wrapped his arm around her waist possessively.

She let out a shuttering breath, closing her eyes as her mind flashed back to her recent dreams about Safira and Lady Vers, and how their versions Loki captured and ravaged them.

She felt her cheeks redden at the vivid memories, the feel of his strong arms wrapped around her, his cock slamming into her quivering pussy, over and over again as he had his way with her, and how she had been helpless to stop him.

'What is wrong with me?' Vers thought, berating herself as she snapping out of it, not understanding where these fantasies came from, and why they had such an effect on her.

She took a deep breath, pushing the confusing thoughts out of her mind. "Where are we going?" She asked, hoping that this time Loki would be more forthcoming, now that she did what he wanted.

"As I said before, Knowhere," Loki replied mysteriously.

Vers sighed in frustration. It wasn't the first time he told her that same tired lie. She didn't believe it for a second. Of course, they had to be going somewhere. He wouldn't have gone to all the trouble he did to wander through space aimlessly.

She was about to press him further when she caught something out of the corner of her eye. Loki was making adjustments to their course on the console unit built into the armrest. It didn't tell her where they were going, but proved Loki was taking them somewhere.

'I would have missed it if he used his ability on me,' Vers thought to herself, remembering the previous times he done it, and how she'd missed all the smaller details because of it.

She felt a small sliver of hope as she began to piece together how Loki's ability worked, and what she would need to do to escape.

***

Vers sat on a chair in the bedroom as Loki undressed for the night. It had been another full day of travel without a clear destination in sight, and as much as she hated doing it, she followed Loki's orders.

When he didn't use his ability on her, she could see details that she would have missed otherwise, and finally gained some more understanding of his power over her, and its limitations.

He could make her do things without her even realizing she was doing them, but he couldn't change what she thought or believed. Her thoughts were her own, which came as a huge relief to her.

She rose from her chair, seeing the expectant look on Loki's face. He didn't have to say the words. She already knew what he wanted. Without giving him the chance to use his powers on her, she walked to the bed, and slid underneath the covers beside him.

Wordlessly, she turned on her side, looking away from him, biting her lip as she felt his arm slide around her waist possessively. When he pulled her close she let out a ragged breath, feeling his hard muscles press against her back.

'This is just a means to an end,' she told to herself, trying to ignore her own physical reaction to the Asgardian's proximity. She wasn't giving in to him. She was doing what was necessary to escape, she reminded herself.

She closed her eyes, taking another deep breath, hoping that sleep would come soon.

***

Vers blinked, looking up at the ceiling, knowing where she was immediately, King Loki's bedroom. She was Lady Vers again. Turning on her side, she looked out the window, seeing that it was already midmorning.

She could feel the collar locked around her neck, and the cuffs wrapped around her wrists and upper arms, and knew there was no use in struggling. She wouldn't be able to free herself without the key.

She rolled out of the bed, but without her arms to brace herself, she ended up landing on the floor with a loud thud. She groaned as she got to her knees, and finally stood up, looking around the King's chambers.

She was alone, but knew better than to go to the door, knowing there would be guards waiting on the other side.

She surveyed the room, hoping the wizard was careless, and left out the key to her cuffs, or at the very least something she could pick the locks with, but after a few minutes of searching, she couldn't find anything useful.

She went to the window and looked down, seeing how high up she was for the first time. There was no way to way to climb down the castle from the outside, even with her hands free.

The creaking sound of the door swinging open caught her attention. She spun around, finding Berta there, hands on her hips, an annoyed expression on her face.

"Good, you're finally awake," Berta said, marching up to her, and clipping a leash to her collar. "Come along now, we'll get you cleaned up and fed," she said, tugging on the leash expectantly.

Vers glowered at the middle-aged woman, hating that she was in this humiliating position and thinking about what she would do to her once she was free.

"Don't give me that look," Berta glared. "And don't dawdle either, else you'll find yourself over my knee again."

Vers looked away, exhaling sharply as she bit her tongue, knowing that arguing with the stern woman wouldn't do her any good.

"Wait!" Vers said in alarm as they reached the door, realizing what Berta intended. "I can't go out like this! I need clothes!"

"It's nothing for you to worry about," Berta dismissed, pulling on the leash again.

"No!" Vers said adamantly, planting her feet. "I'm not leaving this room without something to cover myself with."

Berta sighed, turning to face the warrior. "To do that, I would have to call in the other servants, remove both sets of your cuffs, put your dress on, then put your cuffs back on again. There isn't time for that, not after you slept away half the morning," she accused.

Vers felt her face grow hot at the reminder, but refused to budge, glaring back at Berta.

"Fine," Berta said with an annoyed huff. "You want to be difficult? That's fine by me."

Vers felt a moment of triumph, thinking she had won a small victory, only to realize she had misread the situation completely as Berta moved behind her.

SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! "Are you ready to do as you're told?" Berta asked in a calm voice. "No?" She said, even before Vers could even reply. SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!

Vers couldn't stop from wincing as Berta's hand landed on her backside, hitting the same spot over and over again. She tried to dart out of the way, but Berta was already prepared, grabbing the chain of her upper arm cuffs with one hand as she continued to spank her with the other. SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!

A pained groan escaped Vers's lips, her ass feeling like it was on fire. Just like the previous day, it felt like Berta had no intention of stopping. SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!

"Are you ready to behave and do as you're told?" Berta said, as she continued to spank her. SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!

"Yes," Vers ground out through gritted teeth.

"I didn't hear you," Berta retorted, SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!

"I said I would behave!" Vers finally yelled, swallowing her pride.

"Good," Berta said in a no nonsense tone as she stopped, moving in front of her as she picked up the leash and lead her out into the hallway.

Vers face went pink as she looked up and down the hallway, knowing any number of soldiers and castle servants would be able to see her like this. She glued her eyes to the floor, hoping that this humiliation would be over soon.

They walked down the hallway, then down a set of stairs, around another winding corridor. She didn't dare look up, but could still hear the footsteps around her, quickly moving out of the way as she and Berta passed by, their conversations coming to a halt as soon as they spotted her.

After a few minutes, her curiosity finally got the better of her and she glanced up, seeing a group of soldiers with their backs against the wall, and their eyes glued to the floor. It was the same with the servants they passed. As soon as they caught sight of her, they stepped out of the way, averting their gaze.

She furrowed her brows, wondering why they even bothered. It was not as if the wizard was even there to catch them looking at her, and that was if he even cared in the first place.

Finally, they arrived in the bathing chamber, the same one Berta brought her to the previous night. The other servants were also there waiting for her, along with another hot bath.

She stared at the warm water, the steam wafting out invitingly, and couldn't help but look forward to it. She could feel the dried cum between her legs, evidence of the wizard having his way with her, and wanted nothing more that to feel clean again.

Vers didn't fight as the servants led her to the tub, and sank into the warm water with a contented sigh, enjoying the soothing scent of the rose oil, and closed her eyes, luxuriating in the feel of the warm water on her skin.

She heard a splash, but didn't open her eyes, knowing it was the servants stepping inside the tub with her.

A moment later she felt a warm, soapy set of wash clothes on her skin, one on her back, and the other on her chest, moving in slow circles as they gently scrubbed her clean. She leaned into their touch as she unwound from her long and tiring night with the wizard.

She exhaled softly as the servant's hands drifted lower, washing her legs and stomach next, paying careful attention to the junction between her legs, and the cleft of her ass before moving down to her legs and feet.

She then felt a bucket of water being dunked on her head, then another servant combed their fingers through her hair, working the shampoo in.

She did her best to ignore the sensations going through her body as the servants did their work, knowing there was no sense in fighting them. They had her bound and outnumbered, and the only thing she would get for her efforts was another spanking at the hands of Berta, and that was a humiliation she would rather avoid.

When her hair was clean and free of soap, she felt the servant pushing on her shoulders, encouraging her to lean forward. She hesitated for a second, and felt the servant's hand resting on her ass, a silent warning of what would happen if she struggled.

Vers exhaled, fighting back the urge to lash out, and leaned down, resting her chin on the porcelain edge of the tub and she mentally prepared herself for what would happen next.

The wizard obviously had a thing for cleanliness, but she had never heard of anyone taking it this far. 'Was it really necessary to clean in there?' she thought incredulously.

She felt the servant's hand wrap around her collar tightly, holding her in place, and then a soapy finger pressing insistently against her asshole. She let out a sharp exhale, but forced herself to relax and allow the intrusion, promising herself that she would make not just the wizard, but his servants pay for this humiliation the second she turned the tables on them.

She groaned, feeling the servant's finger push into her ass, sliding in all the way up to the knuckle, then slowly pump it in and out of her ass. As soon as she felt her muscles relax enough to accommodate the servant's finger, she pressed a second finger inside her.

Vers clenched and unclenched her fingers, trying and failing to put the odd and intrusive sensation out of her mind, hoping that it would be over with soon.

To her dismay, it became obvious soon afterwards the servant had no intention of getting it over and done with, spending far more time fingering her ass than she did the previous night.

She let out a grunt as a third finger eased into her back passage, wondering when this was going to end as the servant twisted and stretched her fingers inside her. Finally, several long minutes later, the servant eased her fingers out of her ass.

Vers let out a relieved breath, finally free of the intrusion, only for her eyes to widen as something thicker and harder was pressed against her asshole next. She clamped down on it reflexively, looking over her shoulder in alarm.

"Easy," Berta warned, moving in front of her as she grabbed her chin, forcing Vers to turn her head and look up at her. "You're going to behave, and not make a fuss," she ordered, a stern expression on her face. "Now just relax. The more you fight, the longer this is going to take."

Vers looked up, glowering at Berta, but held her tongue. She shut her eyes, taking a few sharp breaths as she felt the thing, whatever it was, push its way inside her, realizing quickly that it was not only wider than the servant's fingers but also considerably longer.

She couldn't stop the keening moan that escaped her lips as it pushed further and further inside her, stretching her back passage to the limit, making her wonder if it was even going to stop.

She wriggled in place, her breaths now coming out in short gasps as it stretched her back passage more and more, until finally, blissfully, it stopped. She let out a relieved breath, but still found it unbearably uncomfortable to have the thing insider her, and could only hope the servant removed it soon.

Her eyes popped open at what the servant did next, feeling her grip the base of the intruder, then slowly turn it inside her as she felt an unexpected shock of pleasure from the act.

She hadn't noticed it when the servant put it insider her, but there were ridges all along it's length, and when the servant turned it, she could feel it stimulate all the nerve endings in her back passage.

The feeling was indescribable, humiliating, yet deeply erotic at the same time. She felt her pussy lips moisten, and her breaths come out in ragged gasps as her pleasure increased, despite the demeaning position she found herself in.

"That's it," she heard the servant whisper. "Just relax and enjoy yourself. It's what our lord wants for you."

Vers felt a flash of anger at the thought of the wizard, despite the pleasure coursing through her body. She bit her lip hard to give her something else to focus on rather than the surprisingly pleasurable feeling deep inside her ass, but it had little effect, another moan escaping her lips as she shut her eyes tightly.

Vers gasped for breath, struggling to hold back her orgasm, unwilling to go through the humiliation of cumming in front of a room full of the wizards's servants. She felt their eyes on her, silently judging her, but despite her best efforts her body couldn't be denied, and she felt herself edging closer and closer to a powerful orgasm.

Vers clenched her fists, clamping her ass down on the invader tightly, hoping to stop the pleasurable feeling, but it had the opposite effect, increasing her pleasure even further as she felt the ridges of the intruder press more deeply inside her as the servant continued to turn it.

She let out another ragged breath, struggling to hold on, her body unconsciously moving back and forth on the intruder as the servant showed no signs of stopping.

Her eyes went wide as the servant unexpectedly pressed a single finger into her slick pussy, setting her off. "UGGGHHHHH!" She screamed out, unable to contain herself as a powerful orgasm rocked her body.

She slumped forward, gasping for breath as she pressed her cheek against the cool edge of the porcelain tub, trying not to think about the servants silently watching her as she came down from her orgasm.

Vers let out a soft moan as the servant finally removed the intruder from her back passage, leaving her gaping.

She didn't struggle when the servants grabbed her by the forearms, lifting her out of the tub, nor did she resist when they patted her down with fluffy towels, her legs feeling like jelly as they marched her across the room to the padded table.

They helped her to lie on her stomach, and felt a set of leather straps being buckled around her ankles, along with a strap attached to her collar. It was only when her orgasm induced mental fog cleared that she realized they had strapped her down to the table.

"You're going to want to hold still," Berta warned as she moved to stand in front of Vers, cupping her chin, and tilting her head up, until their eyes met. "You don't want to get nicked."

"What?" Vers asked, looking up at the middle-aged woman in confusion as a pair of servants massaged scented oil into her skin, kneading her stiff muscles.

"You'll see," Berta said, stepping back.

A moan escaped Vers lips as a servant kneaded her ass, feeling them trace the tip of their thumb along the rim of her ass. She shuddered, feeling a spike of pleasure as the servant teased her asshole, shocked at herself for responding so quickly to her touch.

"That's enough," Berta cut in, her voice stern as she reprimanded the servant. "We are not to keep our lord waiting a second longer than necessary. Get to it."

Vers heard the servant mutter an apology before she felt something cool against her skin. It started at her legs, slowly gliding down her skin. She furrowed her brows, unable to place the sensation until she remembered Berta's words and realization hit. They were shaving her, meticulously removing all the hair from her body.

She fought the urge to struggle as her outrage built, knowing that Berta was right, and it would only result in her getting cut. She closed her eyes, doing her best to remain calm as she felt the blades glide over her body, only stopping when they reached the base of her neck.

"We're going to unstrap you and roll you onto your back," Berta said. "You will not fight or struggle," she ordered. "Do I make myself clear?"

Vers could only nod, not trusting herself to speak, knowing that if she said anything now, she would be on the receiving end of another spanking from the stern woman.

"Good," Berta replied sternly, nodding to the servants to get started.

Vers fumed, but remained silent, hating that this woman, however temporarily, had this kind of power over her.

When the servants rolled her on her back, they left her arms tied behind her back, putting her in an uncomfortable position as her full weight rested on her arms and shoulders. She looked at her feet when a pair of servants gripped her ankles, pulling her legs wide apart, before strapping them back down, then added another set of straps just above her knees, along with a thicker strap around her waist.

She looked on in confusion, wondering why all the additional straps were necessary. It was not like she could escape in her present condition, and even if she could, she wouldn't be able to get past the guards stationed outside of the door.

Vers could finally see the thin daggers they used to shave her with as they glided over her skin. Two servants shaving her, while another two watched carefully, pointing out areas the others missed.

She wondered why they bothered. The hairs on her arms and legs were so thin, and light it was hardly even noticeably, not even worth all the effort they were going through to remove them.

When they finished with her arms, legs, and stomach, she took a breath, relived that it was finally over, only to look back down in dismay as the servant pinched her pubic hair between her fingers, before shearing it with the knife.

She didn't dare move, holding her breath as the servant delicately shaved away the hairs on her mound, leaving behind smooth, unblemished skin.

The servant looked up to Berta, silently asking for her for approval, only for Berta to shake her head, pointing at a spot she had missed.

The servant returned to shaving Vers, even more thoroughly this time, as she pinched and prodded, removing every stray hair she could find until Berta finally nodded in approval.

Vers was speechless, feeling even more exposed than ever as she stared down at her hairless mound.

"Almost done," Berta said. "Get her down."

'Almost done?' Vers thought incredulously. 'What more could they possibly do?'

The servants removed the straps, then used a damp towel to wipe away any loose hairs before they pulled her to her feet.

'Now what?' Vers thought, seeing an ornate wooden box in Berta's hands.

"This is something our finest artisans crafted for our lord," Berta explained. "The last piece to the jewelry set you're wearing," she added, opening the lid.

Vers's eyes went wide as she saw what was in the box. She shook her head in denial, realizing what it was, and where they intended to put it.

It was a plug made of solid gold, with a circular cut diamond at the base, and an intricate pattern etched on its sides. "You're not putting that inside me!" she declared angrily.

Berta said nothing, but the withering expression on her face spoke volumes. Vers tried to step back, only to be grabbed by the arms and shoulders and held in place by the servants.

"Let go of me!" Vers demanded, twisting and turning, as she tried to break their grip.

Berta moved to a chair, sitting down as she patted her lap. "Bring her here," she ordered.

"No," Vers said, digging her heels in, knowing what Berta was about to do, but the servants were stronger than they looked, easily dragging her over to Berta, and draping her across the stern woman's lap.

With her arms tied behind her back, it was all but impossible to stand back up, and all it took for Berta to hold her in place was a firm hand on the small of her back.

SMACK! Berta slammed her hand down on Vers's upturned ass with a loud crack, and continued to spank her, not letting up for a second. SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!

Vers squirmed on Berta's lap, trying to avoid the full brunt of Berta's spanks, but it did no good. Every time she moved, Berta adjusted, making sure each spank landed in the same spot as the last one. SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!

The pain quickly became unbearable for Vers, feeling like her ass was on fire.

Berta didn't say a word, neither did the other servants, remaining completely silent as Berta rained down spank after spank on her abused ass. SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!

Finally, Vers couldn't take it anymore, willing to do anything to make the pain stop, even this. "Stop," she cried out, feeling her pride further erode at the admission, but Berta ignored her. SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!

"Aaah!" Vers screamed out, unable to contain herself anymore, the pain becoming unbearable. "Stop!" she cried out again. SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! "I said stop!" SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! "Please," she said, swallowing the last of her pride.

Berta stopped, resting her hand on Vers's abused ass, feeling the heat on her skin as she looked down at the woman's quickly reddening backside. "I hope this is the last time we have to have this conversation," she said, her voice calm and measured. "You will not spit in the face of our lord's generosity again. Do I make myself clear?"

Vers nodded her head vigorously. "I won't," she replied quickly.

"Prepare it," Berta said, handing off the plug to a servant.

Vers watched as the servant moved in front of her, holding the plug just a few inches from her face as she coated it with oil. She gulped as she saw how long and wide it was, but remained silent.

All too soon for Vers, the servant handed the plug to Berta, and a moment later, she felt it pressing insistently against her back passage. She let out a shaky breath as Berta applied more pressure, pushing the tip inside her.

With her back passage already lubed with oil, it didn't hurt as much as she expected. She felt a dull ache as Berta pushed insistently on the base of the plug.

She did her best to relax, her breath coming out in short gasps as Berta worked it inside her. A grunt escaping her lips as Berta wiggled it, pushing it further in, stretching the ring of her ass before pushing forward again slowly.

Vers bit her lip as the plug widened, feeling a sharp pain as her ass stretched to the limit to accommodate the plug as it slowly pushing its way inside her.

She let of a relieved breath as the plug finally narrowed again, allowing it to slide inside her a little easier now, but still leaving her feeling uncomfortably full.

She let out a groan as she felt the base of the plug resting against the rim of her ass, her shoulders slumping in defeat. She squirmed, still feeling a dull ache as the plug continued to stretch her ass. 'Why is the wizard doing this to me?' she wondered. 'Is it all just to humiliate me?'

Before she could dwell on it more, the servants lifted her off of Berta's lap, ushering her to the side of the room where there was another dress waiting for her.

Just like the last dress they made her wear, it was silk, this time an ice blue, embroidered with gold threads, and had both a high slit and a plunging neckline, leaving very little to the imagination.

They dressed her with practiced ease, keeping a watchful eye on her as they removed her cuffs, ready to hold her down if she attempted anything.

Trying to overpower and escape them now was the furthest thing from Vers's mind. She was still locked in the room, with armed guards posted outside. From her observations, she knew they were exceedingly careful with her, giving her no opportunity to escape, but the wizard was another story.

He was arrogant, and far too comfortable in his position of power. She knew that the key to her escape lay in using his arrogance against him, and once she defeating him, she could use him as a hostage to get past his soldiers.

When she was free, she would return with her sword and bow, and none of them would stand a chance against her.

***

"We're early," Berta commented as she led Vers into the king's chambers. "But he won't be long. Let's get you ready for him," she said, leading her to an ornate silver and gold pillory.

Vers couldn't help but notice it was in the same style as her cuffs and collar, and when Berta bent her over it, she heard a click as her collar locked to the center, then Berta removed the chains connecting her cuffs together, and with the same motion connected her wrists to either side of the pillory, followed by her ankles, spreading her legs wide apart.

After Berta left, Vers pulled against the pillory, trying to break free, but it held strong, not budging an inch. She let out a huff, realizing the wizard wouldn't make this easy for her.

She looked out the window, seeing the sun dip below the horizon as she wondered how long the wizard expected her to wait for him.

It was almost an hour later when she heard the door creak open behind her and the soft footfalls of the wizard approaching her.

She felt his hands on her ass as he gripped the hem of her dress, slowly lifting it up, then the cool air on her skin as she felt the wizard's eyes on her. "Beautiful," she heard him murmur as he flipped the dress over her back, leaving her ass exposed.

"Let me go!" Vers demanded, struggling against the pillory, as she felt the wizard's finger trailing up and down her ass, his thumb grazing the base of her plug.

"Do you like your new piece of jewelry?" Loki asked, ignoring her demand as he tapped the base of her plug.

"I hate it!" Vers snarled. "Get it out! Now!"

"Yes, I suppose it seems uncomfortable now," Loki agreed, wigging the plug from side to side, but made no move to remove it. "It's something that will take some time for you to get used to, but you will learn to enjoy its presence, I assure you."

"I don't want to get used to it!" Vers said angrily. "Let me go, and we'll see how you do in a fair fight!"

"Perhaps later," Loki said with a smirk, admiring Lady Vers's spirit as he cupped her ass, kneaded her cheeks.

"It seems like you've got on the wrong side of Berta," he observed. "Does it still hurt?"

Vers snarled, knowing that the wizard was goading her, but didn't care. "I will kill you," she swore, "and I promise you, it will be painful."

"Doubtful," Loki dismissed with a chuckle. "But if you'd like, I can do something about the pain."

"And what will that cost me?" Vers demanded, already having an idea of what the wizard had in mind for payment.

"Don't worry about that," Loki dismissed. "I already have everything I want," he added, squeezing her ass for emphasis.

Loki reached into his pocket, pulling out a vial and poured a few drops on Vers's ass before massaging it into her skin.

Vers gasped, feeling the stinging pain in her ass quickly fade away.

"It's made from a flower that only grows in my kingdom," Loki explained. "It's quite beautiful, and excellent for dealing with burns, as well as sore muscles."

"Don't think this changes anything," Vers glowered. "I'm still going to kill you!"

Loki ignored the warrior's threats. "There is one more use it has," he continued. "It's actually the primary use my people cultivate it for," he said, pushing two of his fingers into her cunt, earning a surprised yelp from Vers.

"What—" Vers shouted, only to stop in surprise as the wizard pulled his fingers out just as quickly. "What did you do to me?"

"You'll see," Loki said, moving in front of her and sitting on the bed.

Vers glared up at the wizard, finding his crotch right in front of her face, and from the bulge in his pants, she knew what he wanted from her. "If you put that thing anywhere near my mouth, I'll bite it off!" She threatened.

Loki laughed lightly, running his fingers through the blonde warrior's hair. "Well, we can't have that," he agreed. "But I think you may change your mind," he added with a knowing smirk.

Vers was about to give an angry retort when she felt something strange in her pussy, a warmth, and it was growing steadily. "What did you do to me, wizard?" She demanded, in shock.

"I don't want to ruin the surprise," Loki said, a hint of mischief in his eyes.

Vers's eyes widened as she felt a sudden spike of arousal as it became clear what the wizard had done.

"There it is," Loki smiled, seeing the recognition in her eyes. "The oil increases blood flow to the applied area," he explained. "With a burn, or a sore muscle, it promotes healing, but when applied to other areas… it has much more pleasurable effects."

A moan escaped Vers's lips as she felt another spike of arousal. She ached to rub her thighs together, to plunge her fingers into her depths, and satisfy her needs, but she couldn't, not with her hands locked to the pillory. "How… long?" she demanded in between moans.

"How long does it last?" Loki asked with a raised eyebrow. "At least an hour, but don't worry. There's plenty more," he said, showing the nearly full vial in his hand. "Enough to last the entire night if needs be."

"Wh-Why are… ugh, you… doing this?" Vers asked, letting out a keening moan as her pleasure continued to build.

"A good question," Loki said, cupping the beautiful blonde's face in his hand, tilting her chin up so that their eyes met. "I suppose you expected me to do the same as last night, simply have my way with you? And eventually let you go when I grow tired of you? No," he shook his head. "I desire far more than that from you," he said, his voice husky and soft. "Last night was just to give you a small taste of the pleasures you will come to know."

Vers shook her head, not trusting herself to speak, as she let out another gasp of pleasure, listening to the wizard's words.

"What I want is to conqueror you," Loki answered simply. "To make you mine. I knew it from the first moment I laid eyes on you. You were meant for me, and me alone," he said, his eyes filled with lust. "The beautiful Lady Vers, the liberator of the forsaken lands, the empress of steel, the savior of Valora… all mine."

Vers's eyes widened as the wizard listed her past victories, not expecting the wizard to know so much about her past.

"You will soon surrender yourself to me. Mind, body, and soul," Loki said. "And this is your first step," he said, freeing his hardened cock from his pants, resting the tip just under Vers's chin.

"Never!" Vers declared, turning her head away in disgust. She had never done such things with her past lovers, finding the very thought of it degrading, and humiliating.

"You're stubborn, and prideful," Loki declared. "And that is what will make your surrender all the sweater."

"You're crazy," Vers declared. "I don't care what you do to me. I'll never give you what you want!" she said, biting back another moan.

Loki smiled faintly, rubbing his cock against her cheek, leaving behind a trail of pre-cum. "How long do you think you can truly last?" He asked, softly. "The oil will never give you the release you need. It will simply build your pleasure higher and higher, until it is all you can think about."

Vers shook her head, inadvertently rubbing her cheek against the wizard's stiff cock, another moan escaping her lips as she did. She could feel her slickness dripping down her thighs as she took in ragged breaths, fighting against what her body was screaming for.

"Take my cock in your mouth, my warrior," Loki continued, running his fingers through Vers's hair gently. "I don't intend to conqueror you in one night," he promised. "This is merely a prelude to the battle to come."

"…No," Vers replied, fighting against her desires. "…I won't," but her denials felt weak, even to her own ears.

"You will," Loki said, his eyes smoldering with desire as he pressed the tip of his cock to Lady Vers's lips.

Vers took a shuddering breath, feeling the wizard's pre-cum on her lips, now not even trusting herself to open her mouth, afraid that her desires would take over and she would take him in her mouth.

"Take my cock inside you," Loki repeated, seeing that Vers had parted her lips. "Give me what I desire, and you shall have the pleasure your body craves."

'No!' Vers screamed into her mind, as her body betrayed her, tasting the salty-sweet taste of the wizards's cum.

"I'm impressed, Lady Vers," Loki admitted as the warrior stopped herself, if only just. "You've lasted far longer than I expected you to, but let's make things a little more interesting," he said, snapping his fingers.

Vers's eyes went wide as she felt a rumbling deep inside her ass. She knew immediately it was the plug Berta put inside her. "Ughhhh!" She groaned, feeling her pleasure ratchet up even higher. Frustratingly, it was still not enough to make her cum, but enough to bring her tantalizingly close to the edge of release.

She exhaled through her nose before taking deep breaths as she fought against her desires. Her body ached for release, and as much as she hated to admit it, the wizard was the only one who could give it to her.

'It wouldn't be so bad,' a stray thought entered Vers's mind. 'The wizard said it himself. This is just a battle, not the war. What if I give in just this once? It means nothing, besides there's no one else to see it,' she told herself.

Vers's lip trembled as she slowly parted them, a keening moan escaping her lips as the plug began to pulse inside her ass. She wrapped her lips around the head of the wizard's cock, feeling the heat of his manhood on her tongue, her shame slowly fading to the back of her mind.

"That's it," Loki groaned as Vers's darted her tongue across the tip of his cock. He grabbed a fistful of her hair, just stopping himself from shoving his cock the rest of the way into her hot, wet, mouth, reminding himself that he needed to take his time with her, and savor the moment.

This needed to be slow, sensual. He needed Vers to enjoy the feel of him inside her mouth, to desire it, and in time crave it.

Vers leaned her head down, taking another inch of the wizard's cock in her mouth, wrapping her lips tightly around his shaft.

Loki let out the breath that he had been holding. "More," he said huskily, tilting Vers's head up so their eyes met, forcing her to see their mutual desire reflected in his eyes.

Vers shut her eyes, feeling a powerful pull to the wizard as she took more of his manhood in her mouth, tracing her tongue along the underside of his cock as her resistance crumbled.

Loki closed his eyes, focusing all his attention on the feel of Vers's tongue swirling around his cock. It felt incredible, but he desired more. "More," he demanded, making the plug inside Vers's ass pulse more powerfully.

Vers shuddered, her pussy dripping wet as she took him all the way in her mouth, only stopping when she felt the head of his cock bump against the back of her throat. Her objections fled to the back of her mind, allowing her to focus on the pleasure coursing through her body.

She bobbed her head up and down on his cock as the plug pulsed in rhythm with her. She moaned around his cock, aching for release.

Loki couldn't take it anymore and thrust his hips forward, loving the velvety tightness of Vers's throat as it squeezed his cock. "You're incredible, Lady Vers," he breathed, loving every second of it. "Even better than I imagined," he grunted.

Vers's eyes widened as the wizard's cock filled her throat. She couldn't breathe. She felt his cock pulsating in her throat, and just as her lungs started to burn, he pulled back, leaving her gasping for breath around his cock.

"Don't stop," Loki commanded firmly, keeping his cock in Vers's mouth.

Vers flicked her eyes up, looking at the wizard, a mixture of irritation and lust before returning her attention to his cock, bobbing her head up and down as she sucked him, telling herself that she was only doing this so they wizard would let her cum.

Loki looked down as Vers sucked him, feeling a growing lust and desire for the women. He wondered if she realized how much of a natural she was at this. He gripped her hair in his fist and thrust his hips forward, pushing his cock back into her eager throat, loving how the velvety tightness of her throat shuddering around his cock.

He looked down in surprise a moment later as Vers leaned forward, slowly taking his full length in her throat as his pleasure skyrocketed. Then she bobbed her head, taking his full length inside her each time.

He groaned in pleasure, his grip on her hair slackening as he felt himself get close to his release.

Vers sucked the wizard's cock deep, hating what she had to do, but seeing a silver lining to it. Ever since the wizard's soldiers captured her, he had the upper hand. He was the one in control, but now the tables had turned. She controlled the thing he cared about the most, his pleasure.

She understood now that there was a certain power in it, something she could use to manipulate the wizard, and free herself, but only if she played her cards just right. Then, and only then, would she be able to exact her revenge.

"Just like that Lady Vers," Loki groaned. "You're incredible at this, a natural," he praised, taking a ragged breath as he felt himself get closer and closer to his release.

'Got you,' Vers thought triumphantly, keeping him just on the edge of his release. 'He hasn't realized it yet, but this will be his downfall.'

Loki titled his head back, lost in the pleasure of Lady Vers's mouth wrapped around his thick cock. He grunted, running his fingers through her hair as she sucked him deeper.

Vers took the full length of the wizard's cock in her throat, squeezing her throat around his manhood, ready to let him cum. It was too soon to use what she learned to her advantage. She had to patient, until the just the right time, when he believed he tamed her.

"Get ready," Loki warned, gripping Vers's hair in his fist. "When I cum, you are to swallow every drop," he ordered firmly.

Vers pulled back, hating the thought of committing this next humiliation, but forced herself to do it, knowing she couldn't risk tipping him off.

Loki grunted as he came, spraying his seed into the Lady Vers's mouth, watching as she kept her lips sealed around his cock. He knew she didn't want this. The look in her eyes made that clear, making the experience that much more pleasurable for him as he bent the proud warrior to his will.

Vers could taste the salty-sweet taste of the wizard's cum on her tongue, and despite her hatred for the wizard, she didn't dislike the taste of his essence, though she would never admit it to him.

She pulled her lips from his cock, looking up at the wizard as he stood over her, shuddered as the plug continued to rumble in her ass, a sensual reminder of her own release, something she realized the wizard was no longer in any condition to give her as she stared at his cock.

Loki looked at Vers, seeing her full lips just a hair's breath away from his cock, and felt it twitch. He smirked, knowing that it wouldn't be long before he was ready to go again. "I think I will need your assistance, Lady Vers, to keep my end of our bargain."

Vers glowered at the wizard. 'It wasn't bad enough that he made suck his cock the first time. Now he expected her to get him hard so he could do it again?' She thought about denying him, but could still feel the plug pulsating in her ass, and the oil in her pussy making her incredibly sensitive, and knew she had little choice but to do what the wizard demanded.

Compromising her pride again, she took his flaccid cock in her mouth, bobbing her head as she teased the underside of his cock with her tongue. It was slow at first, but she could feel the wizard's cock stir in her mouth, slowly hardening. She sucked him harder, her body aching for its own release.

"Yes, just like that, Lady Vers," Loki praised, loving the feel of her lips and tongue on his cock.

His cock felt hard as steel as he reluctantly pulled away from Vers's lips, moving behind her. If he allowed her to continue any longer, he knew he would cum down her throat a second time, and he did have a promise to keep.

He took a moment to enjoy the sight of Vers's tight ass, sculpted by her many years of battle. He gripped her hips, feeling the firm flesh beneath his fingertips as he lined up his cock with her dripping pussy.

He teased her slick entrance with the tip of his cock, loving how her body shuddered with desire at the lightest touch. He thought about teasing her a little longer, and drawing this out, but the sight of her bent over at the waist, in her jeweled restraints, her plug nestled firmly between her ass cheeks, it was just too much for him to resist.

He pushed his hips forward, claiming the heroine's pussy as he buried himself inside her, loving the increased tightness of her cunt with the plug filling her ass.

Vers groaned, her eyes widening as the wizard filled her trembling cunt. She took a ragged breath, unprepared for how sensitive her pussy had become, and how good it felt to have his cock inside her again.

Loki set a steady pace, pushing his cock into her needy cunt with long, powerful strokes, loving the sound of her mews and groans of pleasure as he took her from behind.

"UGH! UGH! UGH! UGH! UGH! UGH!" Vers grunted, now closer than ever to her release. She could practically taste it. She pushed her hips back as much as she could while still locked in the pillory, wanting to eek out as much pleasure as she could, both hating and loving how talented the wizards was at this. "AWGAWD!" Vers screamed out as a powerful orgasm suddenly washed over her, catching her by surprise.

She gasped for breath as the wizard continued to hammer his cock into her quivering pussy, his thighs slamming into her ass with hard strokes as he increased his pace, not even giving her even a moment to recover.

She groaned, screwing her eyes shut as the wizard dug his fingers into her hips, taking ragged breaths as she felt another orgasm quickly approaching. "Ugh! Ugh! Ugh! Ugh! Ugh!"

She gasped as the wizard exploded inside her, filling her pussy with his hot seed, setting off another orgasm for her. "UGGGHHHHH!" She screamed out in delight, slumping against the pillory, her body slick with sweat, and her limbs feeling tired and heavy.

She could feel the wizard leaning over her back, his cock still buried in her pussy as he held her tight, both of them breathing hard as she felt their combined juices dripping down her thighs.

She could do nothing as the wizard released her from the pillory, quickly locking her arms behind her back before she even realized what had happened. Then he scooped her up in his arms, carrying her to the bed.

He lay her down on her back as he positioned himself between her thighs, surprising her when he pushed his stiff cock back into her well fucked pussy, this time setting a slow and sensual pace as he took her again.

Vers was too tired to fight him this time, still recovering from her last orgasm as their eyes locked, the smoldering look in his eyes sending a shock of desire tingling down her spine.

Before she even realized it, she had her legs wrapped around his waist, grunting softly as he drilled his cock into her needy pussy.

She didn't know how the wizard could have this effect on her, but couldn't bring herself to care as she returned his gaze, never wanting it to stop.

She shuddered and moaned as the wizard took her, feeling her pleasure mount with each of his thrusts. Her plans for escape faded to the back of her mind, along with everything else, as she lost herself in the moment.

"Ugh, ugh ugh," she moaned as the wizard brought her to the edge of another orgasm. She didn't stop him or turn away as he pressed his lips to hers in a gentle kiss as they came together.

When she came it wasn't as raw and powerful as the orgasms she had before, but something about it made the hardened warrior's heart flutter as she lay beneath the wizard, looking up at him with lust in her eyes.

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