Evergreen Forest Ch. 11

"Listen, Anna. You're in trouble. You know this." Nictice leaned closer, taking Anna's hand and giving it a squeeze. "You can't control yourself. Even now, I'll bet it's taking all your willpower not to drop on your knees and beg for a good brainwashing." She raised an eyebrow. "How close am I?"

Anna whimpered. "V-very close."

"I thought as much." Nictice arched an eyebrow. "It's only a matter of time before you lose it completely and end up something's sex slave—and please control that drooling of yours, it's very distracting."

Anna flushed bright crimson. What? Had she been drooling? "W-what's happening to me?"

"Oh. Tell me you don't know." Nictice leaned closer, voice lowering to a whisper. "That 'cure' of the ranger's? Prostitute's Kindness. So named because soldiers off to fight beautiful fairies and demons would use it, thus sparing themselves from...temptation." She positively purred the word.

"But?"

"But." Nictice leaned even closer to whisper in Anna's ear. "There's a side effect. A delightful little byproduct. The drug only lasts a short time. And when it goes away, it does not go quietly. The urges return, ten times as strong. So the soldiers go back and hire the first half-decent whore they can find. Usually more than one, actually. And the little sluts make them pay dearly indeed before they consent to fuck their brains out."

Anna trembled.

Nictice smiled cruelly. "Yilra spared you the spritelion, oh, yes, she did. But now you get an even better fate. Left to rot here, alone, begging for the dryads to take you." Her voice became a husky, erotic hiss. "And they will take you eventually. And you'll be their sex slave. Their begging slut. Their horny little pet bimbo." Her tongue snaked into Anna's ear, tickling the interior. "Is that what you want, love?"

Anna knew she was shaking like a leaf. Nictice's knee was 'subtly' rubbing against her clothed groin, and it was all Anna could do not to grind against it, not to dryhump the fey's leg like a bitch in heat. "N-n...no," she whined. "No."

"Heh." Nictice leaned back to look Anna in the eyes, though her knee didn't cease its attentions. Unable to stop herself now, Anna started very surreptitiously bobbing up and down, allowing the rubbing to intensify slightly. Part of her knew how very un-surreptitious it was, and Nictice openly beamed when she saw it. "Oh, Anna. I can help you. I can give you the power you turned down long ago. Power to resist. Power to control." She darted forward, planting several little kisses on Anna's open mouth. "Is that what you want?"

The knee pressed firmly between Anna's legs.

Anna couldn't stop shaking.