The Rings of Corruption: Shalheira

He spits on her asshole then begins rubbing his swollen cockhead in the puckered hole. Looking up he can see that the Elf's face is already tight, preparing for the pain although she shows no sign of intending to do anything other than lay there and take his cock. He takes pity on her in that moment.

"You're going to enjoy this," he tells her, knowing her mind and body will follow any command he gives her. "You're going to enjoy being fucked up the ass as much as you enjoyed having your cunt fucked. In fact, you're going to enjoy it more, even cum from it! You understand?"

"Yes, sir," she says, her face relaxing slightly.

"Good," he says. Before returning his attention to her asshole he's momentarily distracted by the sight of her massive breasts pressed flat against the bed, pressed out to the side of her body. He's almost tempted to abandon her ass and return his attention to her tits, but remembers he has all night ahead of him. This moment is still about sampling her fuck holes.

Slowly he begins to enter here, pressing in slightly then pulling back out before pressing in a little further. He can feel the Elf's body tensing, knows she must be feeling pain as her tight asshole is stretched to accommodate the girth of his cock. But she's been commanded to enjoy this, and before long she's moaning from pleasure as much as from discomfort.

By the time his cock is balls deep in her and he's ready to really start fucking her ass she is moaning so loud he's certain anyone in either of the rooms next to his can hear her. He grabs her tight, perky ass cheeks in both hands and starts fucking her, hoping someone overhears the moans of his conquered prize.

Almost immediately her moans turn to howls of joy. "Oh gods! So good, yes, deeper, harder," she screams. Her words fill him with pleasure, encouraging him to fuck her harder. Her asshole is so tight though... he knows he won't last long.

But before he can cum she beats him to it. She lets out a long howl of pleasure that slowly fades away as her body tightens and she begins to convulse. "Cumming," she moans, her voice quavering. "Never... never came before! So good!" It's too much for Rumwald to handle. He cums too, filling her asshole with what little seed he has left in his balls.

The moment his cock begins to soften her tight hole presses him out of her ass. He stumbles back, post orgasmic sleepiness threatening to overtake him. He turns and quickly moves to the dressed before he is tempted to lay down and doze off, grabbing the open potion and drinking the rest of its contents. He turns back to her, feeling fresh and hard again.

"I want you to stay just like that," he tells her as he walks back to the bed. When he reaches her he repositions her body so her pussy is facing his cock. "I know I haven't tried your mouth out yet, but I'm ready to slow things down. I think I need to fuck your cunt again, knowing I'll last a lot longer this time." He enters her, greedily wanting to feel her cunt wrapped around him once more.

The sound of her cumming is still ringing through his head and he wants to hear it again so he commands her to cum. "Cum for me," he says. "Cum now, hard and long. Cum because my cock feels good as it fucks you. Cum because this is your life now, that of a fat-titted insatiable fuck-slut!"

Shalheira screams in pleasure, her cunt tightening around his cock as her orgasm begins to wrack her body. Her climax is long and hard, her screams fading into a moan of complete and utter submission and exhaustion.

As the sound leaves her mouth the magic ring slips from her finger. Its work here is done; this member of the Sisterhood has met her ultimate demise. But there are always new members of the Sisterhood, new heroines that needed to be corrupted and brought low.

By early morning the potions have run out and Rumwald has done all he can think to and with the bimbofied Elf. He cleans her up and they both dress. Just as the sun begins to rise of Rimemore they leave the inn, heading towards Lord Pixyium's tower so Shalheira can be offered up to the dark wizard.

Rumwald never notices the magic ring lost in the sheets of the rented bed of the tavern. But when the room is cleaned the innkeeper finds it, tucking it into his pocket and quickly forgetting about it for a time. Later on when a traveler comes through town he suddenly remembers it and feels compelled to sell it to the stranger. From there it passes from hand to hand, the ring controlling each owner's actions, until it reaches one of the Sisterhood's keeps. Once back in their hands it is once again sent out into the world on a member's finger, dooming her.

But that is a tale for another day...