The world felt off-kilter and strange to Senya at the moment. It was all he could do to keep his wits about him, and keep his eyes off the cute mothgirl’s weirdly pretty feet, to remind himself that he was safe from her, that she was stuck in that cage and all he had to do was leave.

His collar felt warm around his neck, and his cheeks felt even hotter.

“Teehee, you can't even meet my gaze and you think you can stop me?” Rosa bounced in place. Her pink-and-gold wings fluttered behind her, scattering sparkling dust all around an achingly buxom figure. “Can't even stand up to a cute girl basically a foot shorter than you. They must have you well-trained here~!”

“I-I—”

“Oh, we do,” cooed a sugary sweet voice in his ear.

Senya spun, eyes wide. A beautiful blonde beamed up at him. Her hips swelled into a bee-like thorax, complete with stinger. Diaphanous golden bee wings buzzed behind her back.

“T-Ting?” he whispered.

He looked around. The pretty blonde beembo was joined by three others, three gorgeous curvy little blondes giggling up at him as they moved in close.

“W-Wait.” His heart pounded. “Y-You can't be—”

He reached out a hand towards one of them. It passed right through.

Illusions. Dopterines were good at illusions. He looked back towards Rosa. “N-Nice try.”

She just gave him a bitchy little half-smile. “Believe your eyes.”

Senya felt a faint buzz at the back of his brain. He blinked rapidly. “W-Wh—”

And the beembos pressed in close, and Senya squeaked in surprise as he found himself abruptly squished in between four soft, buxom beembos whose bodies thrummed with buzzing heat.

“H-Hey!” He struggled uselessly. They were too strong. How could they be—how could he feel them? “I—”

“Gooood boy,” Ting cooed, planting wet, eager kisses on his shoulder. “What a good boy for us~! Sooo obsessed with us, you’ve started seeing us in the daytime!~”

“W-Wait—” Senya gasped and moaned as he watched—and felt—one of the beembos grinding against his cock. “I-I don't—”

“Gooood Master,” another beembo purred. She cupped his cheek. “Just one sweet kiss~?”

Senya saw a leash appear in her hand, felt the tightness, felt her using it to pull him down closer and closer to those plump, soft lips— his eyelids fluttered as he leaned down, knees starting to buckle, imagining the exquisite sweetness he knew he'd soon taste—

As his eyes closed just before the kiss, the sensations vanished.

Senya went still. His cock throbbed, confused at the sudden loss in stimulation.

“Aww, too bad.” He heard Rosa giggle. “I figured I could at least make you cum once with some figments before you figured it out.”

“H-How—” Senya risked opening his eyes. The illusions were gone. Rosa stood alone in the room with him, wiping her forehead as if she'd worked up a sweat. “But. But I felt them! I...”

Rosa’s cheeks dimpled in a mischievous grin. She poked her head through the bars, and her voice rose to a sweet, sultry coo. “Gosh, you really aaaare a dummy~!”

Senya's heart started to race. Rubbing his cock through his trousers, he sputtered, “I-I am not!”

She cackled. Her voice kept that sugary, half-moaned tone as she swayed slowly from side to side. “My weak, dumb little Maaaster~”

“S-Stop it,” Senya gasped, rubbing faster, trying not to make it too obvious. Surely she wouldn’t notice. Just a little touching couldn’t hurt… “I-I'm not dumb!”

Her eyes flitted downwards. Senya was unbelievably relieved that she couldn’t see what he was doing right now. He... he didn't know why he was doing it, actually? It just felt so so so good to rub... and it was fine as long as nobody knew... “Uh-huuuh? Master's totally super smart and in control? Totally not gonna give me those keys and let me take over eeeverything?”

Senya stifled a moan, humping his hand hopelessly. Her coos sounded so cute and sweet and syrupy... but he couldn't moan, couldn't risk her noticing what this was doing to him...

“N-Nnoo,” he gasped, “I-I won't—”

“Nooo?” she cooed, bouncing from side to side. Even in that suit, he could see how her chest jiggled. “You're toootally in control right now, Master? Not gonna let wittle old me use that big, dumb cock of yours to control you~?”

“Mm-mm!” He shook his head weakly, humping his hand faster. It was all he could do not to drool, but it would be so embarrassing to drool in front of her right now!

“Not eeeeven if I...” She slowly raised one of her bare feet. Her toes half-gripped one of the bars as the foot slid up to hip-level. “Show off my nice, pretty feet~?”

Senya whimpered aloud and immediately clapped his spare hand over his mouth, rubbing faster. Fuck, he—he might cum in his pants at this rate—thank the gods she couldn't see what he was doing—

“I—I'm n-not—into, um—”

Why did her foot have to look so... pretty and soft? Dainty. Smooth. Perfect. The way her delicate toes caressed that silver bar...

“Into feet?” Rosa supplied, her sugary-sweet words like the softest lips against his cock. She gave her toes a little wiggle. “But aren't mine sooo pretty? Wouldn't you just like to stroke and stroke and stroke thinking about them? Hump and hump and hump that hand of yours until you’re a dummy drooly mess?”

Senya moaned, bucking faster against his hand. Stroke stroke. Hump hump. If she only knew! “Nngh! I—no—”

“Maybe thinking about huuumping my foot?” Rosa cooed.

“NNHH!” Senya cried out softly, shaking his head desperately—oh, he couldn't let himself cum, she might notice, but her foot was sooo pretty, he needed to hump it so bad, he was close, he was closecloseclose— “I'm—I'm in c-controlll—”

She gave a lazy smile, and the sweet cooing tone suddenly spilled off her words like water off an otter’s back. “Dummy, you're humping your hand right in front of me.”

Senya's heart stopped.

His hand snapped away from his throbbing bulge as if repelled.

He stared at his hand, stunned. For a moment, he couldn’t manage a word. Rosa was happy to fill the silence with her manic giggling.

“Wh… I-I—how did you...”

Why had he been doing that?

Why had he thought she couldn't notice?

“What a perrrv,” the mothgirl cooed. “Sooo cuuute~! You toootally just let your big, dumb cock take over, huuh~?”

Senya swallowed. “N-No.” He forced himself to shake his head as he started rubbing his cock again. Had to be… be subtle this time, rub slower, even though the throbs of pleasure felt so nice, so easy to sink into... “No, I... I just...”

As Rosa started cackling, Senya realized what he was doing and forced his hand away again with a jolt.

“Oh my gosh~!” She grinned wickedly at him. “You're so easy.”

“I-I'm—”

“Cuuuute~!” she cooed.

Senya moaned and humped his hand, trying so very hard to be as subtle as he bucked and drooled and grinded and stared at her pretty feet and—

He blinked rapidly as Rosa smiled silently back at him. He jerked his hand away.

“Wow, that one took really well.” Rosa licked her lips with that long, wet tongue. “I can't wait to try out the others!”

“Wh... what did you...” Senya stared weakly at Rosa as her wings started to flutter. Shimmer. Sparkling More dust was rising from those wings, twinkles of pink and golden light that formed such nice... swirls...

No! He looked away, blushing hot. Why was he still here? He had to run, had to get these keys away from—

SNAP

Pulses of pleasure sounded in Senya's mind as his vision snapped to meet Rosa's gaze.

“Good boy.” Rosa giggled. “It's, like, rude not to look a lady in the eyes, you know.”

“N-No, I...”

The swirls had entered her eyes, too, now.

“... oh... no, um...”

Swirl. Spiral. The light strobed faintly. So many swirling hues of pink and gold around them...

“... oh...”

Senya couldn't look away. He knew he should, but her eyes were so... so pretty, so dazzling, so swirly and deep as those colors poured into him, pulsed, throbbed, and he felt a strangely familiar tickle and—

He tore his gaze away again, heart pounding. No, no, she was here to take over the Ward. He raised up the keys with a trembling hand, bracing to fling them out of the house—at least she wouldn't—

SNAP

Oh, her eyes were so—so—wait—

SNAP

Oh... no, but...

SNAP

No… no, he…

SNAP

Rosa had the evillest grin as Senya's gaze returned to her eyes for the fifth time and he felt his mind starting to turn into goo.

The spirals were shimmering.

Pulsing.

Throbbing.

Filling...

“Wow, this is soooo much easier,” Rosa cooed. Senya whimpered, finding himself stroking again—it was fine, he was being subtle this time, she wouldn't… wouldn’t see… “I mean, gosh, without eye contact I could baaarely hold on, but with my little dummy Maaaster looking riiight at me, I might even be able to play with that collar’s spells a little~!”

“Nnnhhh...” Senya moaned and humped his hand subtly. “I-I can’ttt... let you...”

“Aww, it's okay, Senya~!” A familiar giggle in his ear. Valina came into view, tail flicking with mischief. Senya's heart fluttered at the wickedness in her eyes. “You just have fun with her like a good boy~!”

“Believe your eyes, Master,” he heard Rosa coo.

“A-aah!” Senya cried out as Valina's hand slipped down and seemed to join his, a fingertip running lazily up and down his shaft, swirling around the tip through his pants. “I—n-no, you're not—”

“Be a good Master,” she cooed, or maybe Rosa cooed it. He whined as ‘Valina’ dropped to her knees and blinked innocently up at him, her tongue lolling, panting, hot breath steaming against his clad cock. “Let me take care of you~? Please~?”

Colors everywhere. Shimmering. Pulsing. Pumping. Entering into him.

Pulling things out.

He heard Rosa's voice chirp, “Ooh… so the catgirl has a Kitten trigger~? Good to know!”

The urgency swelled in him again as those words set in. That snapped him out of it a little. Fuck. He… he couldn't turn away. The snapping wouldn't let him turn away.

But he could…

As Valina's lips were parting wide to wrap around his bulge, he managed to force his eyes shut.

Instantly, the sensations stopped.

Senya tore his hand away, since Rosa wasn't doing—whatever she was doing to make him stroke and think she wouldn't notice—and took a stumbling step back. “N-No.”

“Hm~!” Rosa's voice sounded thoughtful. “Oh, I think I see now. You're weak, but there's some elasticity there. Like the oak and the reeds. Oh, that's cute. But a liiittle annoying, sooo...”

SNAP

Senya's head shot up, but his eyes didn't open. He… he just had to look towards her. His eyes didn’t have to open. Right?

“Hm! Well, that's a lame interpretation.” He heard her give a sigh. “I knew I should have reinforced that trigger while I had your eyes on me.”

Senya felt relief flooding through him. Somehow, he was getting away. He took another step back, then turned around and started stumbling for the exit, keeping his eyes firmly closed. He had to tell Valina. Had to get these keys out of here.

SNAP

“Look at meee, cutieee~!”

Senya stumbled, forced to turn to face her, rubbing desperately where she couldn't see. He nearly fell, nearly opened his eyes out of instinct, but caught himself, kept moving away—

SNAP

“Aww, cmon~!” the mothgirl cooed. Her intoxicating musical voice was almost right in his ear. “It's gonna feel soooo gooood~”

He took another stumbling step, humping faster. He had to be just paces away... just had to put the curtain between him and her...

SNAP

“Cuuuute little loserrr~!”

SNAP

“Look at meee, Masterr~!”

SNAP

“Stroke for me, Maaaster~!”

SNAP

“Relaaapse for me, Maasterr~!”

Senya was forced to face towards her as he stumbled backwards towards the exit, humping his hand so fast—oh, fuck, he couldn't let himself cum, had to get out of the room, he was close, he had to be close—

And suddenly the snapping stopped. So did the cooing.

Senya wrenched his hand away. He hesitated, then turned around to face the curtain.

His heart was pounding. He felt dizzy, unbearably horny and pent-up as he took another step...

“Teehee. I win.”

He heard a loud clatter, the jangle of keys…

and the piercing clang of the cage door swinging open.

And Senya did something very, very stupid.

Panic took hold, and he opened his eyes to look at the keys in his hand. He still had them. How had she—

Oh. Illusions.

SNAP

And eyes still open, Senya snapped his head back to meet the smug, triumphant gaze of the mothgirl seductress, and shimmering colors enveloped his sputtering free thoughts.

“Gooood boy,” she cooed. “Such a dum-dum my Master is turning out to be~!”

Senya whimpered, hopelessly rubbing his big, needy cock once more.

The worst part was, he could feel the curtain at his back.

Colors swirled and pulsed and pumped endlessly into him as her wings began to flutter. He felt her entering his mind again and moaned, because it felt so good to have her here...

“Nnnoo,” he moaned, rubbing faster, faster...

Rosa giggled and lifted one foot for his hopeless, horny gaze. “Something wrong, Maaaster~?”

Those coos melted over his brain like whipped honey. He whimpered, knees trembling, staring into skies of rippling hues…

… all revolving around the prettiest, loveliest, softest-looking foot he'd ever seen.

He was panting. To hump against her sole... to grind and buck and cum against it, all with her beautiful voice cooing at how weak and pathetic and cuuute her dumb little Master was being for her...

She beckoned, smiling knowingly. “You knoww you want iiit.” She was so smug, so gleeful, and it was so embarrassing, but it felt so natural to lose...

Senya drooled. He took a stumbling step forward...

“... w-wait.” He tried to catch his footfalls, tried with all his remaining will make himself trip. That might be his best hope now. Fall down. Stall. Waste time. He pumped faster, unspeakably humiliated, unbelievably relieved she couldn't tell how close he was getting… “S-Stop!”

“Nuh-uuuh~!” She giggled and shook her head, wagging her big toe at him. “You're my pervy little foothumper now, dummy. Now get over here.”

“B-Buh... but...”

Her eyes glowed brighter. “Believe your eyyyes~”

And suddenly Senya felt a warm, gooey wetness around his toes.

A river of thick, gooey golden honey was rising around his ankles.

“I-Illusion,” he whimpered, struggling with all his might. “I-I won't—”

She beckoned with her foot. He pumped and stroked, faster, faster... no no no no, he couldn't, he was close, he was so so sooo—

“Cuuum for me, Maaster~!“

Senya squealed with pleasure as he started to spurt right in his pants. Pure humiliation flooded in as he saw that glee in her eyes, as it set in that she'd seen it all, but he couldn't stop cumming, couldn’t stop rubbing, couldn't stop milking it all out—

His knees buckled, and he collapsed to his hands and knees.

The orgasms subsided. He nearly went totally limp. He was broken. He was spent.

And briefly, in the throbbing throes of afterglow, he realized he should feel relieved. As embarrassing as it was, now she'd… have to make him stand up to keep walking, right?

SNAP

He looked up at Rosa obediently. Her eyes sparkled, swirled, spiraled...

She beckoned again with her pretty foot and covered a giggle.

And Senya felt those waves of honey pushing at him, pulling at him. He felt sticky, gooey, soft...

“Crawl to me~!” she cooed. “It's gonna look sooo cyuUUTE, Masterr~!”

Senya tried so hard not to. He tried not to stare. He even tried not to touch. But the waves were endless, thick, heavy, inevitable… sweet...

His hand slowly lifted and then took the first ponderous step.

Then it was all over. He couldn’t stop. The river of honey kept pushing him, carrying him forward, and he couldn't look away, couldn't stop crawling, couldn't think...

And her praise was everywhere. Rosa was cooing, singing her condescending compliments, and it was like a sea of sticky, gooey sweetness amassing over him, smothering him, pulling him closer, closer, and even the faint jangling of the keys he still held couldn't make him stop using that spare hand to rub and stroke and pump in his trousers as he crawled as fast as he could forward...

She extended her leg and ran her foot against his face, caressing his cheek with the sole. Her foot was softer than he’d ever dreamed. “Gooood loser Master.”

Senya's world swam with honey. His eyelids fluttered, and the sensations of pressure to advance vanished, but the feeling of gooey-sweet stickiness lingered over him as he whimpered, gooned, desperately nuzzled Rosa's perfect, delicate foot...

“Aww~! You liiike my feet, don't you, Maaster~?”

Senya moaned and found himself being forced to kiss her sole. He did. He couldn't stop himself. His arousal was building, and as subtle as he tried to be in his brainless pumping, he couldn't stop his tongue from lolling, couldn't stop from panting like her little puppy...

He felt so weak. So helpless.

So good.

She grinned wickedly down at him, and even as her voice dropped the coo—“Gosh, this is cute~”—it still took him a moment to realize he was still pumping right in front of her.

He forced his hand away. He was on his hands and knees, nuzzling a captive mothgirl's pretty foot, and gods, he was so hard...

Her eyes glinted wickedly. “Stand up, cutie.”

His blood ran cold. He was still holding the keys, and as pretty as the swirling colors were... “N-Nnno...”

He just had to stay on his hands and knees.

That was what he was good at, right?

“Aww, c'mon~!” She pouted. “I'll make you feel so nice~!”

He wanted so badly to stroke again, but he couldn't, not when she would see, would humiliate him even worse... gods, why wasn't his collar protecting him from this? Why did it have to only work on fey?

Her foot dropped away form his face, and he felt a confused, goopy mix of relief and disappointment.

Then he felt her leg sliding underneath him.

“Do it,” she said sweetly, “or I'll make you cum in your pants again.”

Senya's heart started to race. “I-I won't!” he gasped, resisting every urge he had to start bucking, to try to hump—

“You will.”

“N-No—”

“You take to triggers soooo easily, dummy,” she cooed. Her eyes swirled beautifully, and Senya was glad his position relative to her probably hid how he'd started rubbing again. He could tell her foot was right between his legs, right below his cock. “What a dummy wittle Master. You'll cum the second my foot presses against your bulge! Do you waaant that~?”

“N-No!” Senya whimpered. But with one hand on his cock, it was harder to stay balanced—fuck, he was going to slip, was going to fall, and it’d be like humping her foot directly—

“I'm gonna count from fiiive~” she sang.

“Pl—Please!”

“Five~”

Senya was drooling, rubbing—he could feel her toes caressing his inner thigh...

“Four~”

Rosa's eyes swirled so beautifully. Intoxicating, perfect, endless depths that pumped him full of obedience, of pleasure, and he wondered what other triggers she might have given him as he pumped and rubbed senselessly to the sound of her rosy maple coos.

“Three~” Her evil grin widened. “Two~“

Senya's eyes widened. He felt her leg shifting...

“O—”

Senya leaped to his feet in a panicked scramble. He had to grab at the bars to help himself up. He felt so dizzy, and standing made him even more conscious of how his still-hard cock was tenting his trousers, and how much of a mess he was...

“Good boy.” Rosa grinned as Senya realized, again, that he was pumping right in front of her. He tried to pull away, but then her voice rose back to sugary sweetness as she added, “That wasn't sooo bad, was it~?”

“I—” He bit his lip, bringing the keys behind his back and desperately rubbing with the other hand. “P-Please, I w-won't—”

“Hmm~” She licked her lips. “But you know, I changed my mind.”

Senya blinked.

Then he felt her soft arch pressing against his bulge, and—

Senya cried out, whimpering, nearly wailing as he clutched at the bars to withstand the humiliating pleasure flooding his body. He felt so weak, so helpless, and her foot was so soft as it rubbed, her toes daintily encircling the tip of his shaft, stroking with such dexterity, and…

… oh, gods, he was cumming...

He bucked and moaned as her toes squeezed rhythmically, milking out the climax with absolutely zero mercy. He couldn't bear to see her smug, delighted grin, and yet he couldn’t look away from her pretty, spiraling eyes.

Gods, Rosa was so… beautiful...

He went almost limp. Only a weak grip on the bars kept him from swooning.

It probably would have been better if he had swooned. But he wasn't thinking about that. Wasn't thinking about anything as he dimly felt the mothgirl's nimble fingers slipping out to delicately undo his trousers and pull them down.

But he gasped as his drooling cock finally sprang free and met the cool morning air.

“Awww~!” Rosa giggled. “Is this… for me~?”

He saw her lick her lips, and he realized a predatory, hungry gleam had entered her eyes.

Fuck. Dopterines had... the Taste, wasn't it called? This could be bad. This could be very very bad.

As he started to blink back to awareness, Rosa started to undo the buttons of her tight suit. He stared briefly, uncomprehending.

“I.” He licked his lips. The spirals were fading. She couldn't maintain them for long, could she? She had to be tiring herself out. He'd always heard laying purely magical triggers caused a lot of fatigue, didn't it? “I h-have to... go.”

“Then go.”

Senya's head actually tilted to the side unthinkingly. “Wh—”

“Go ahead.” Rosa flashed him a smirk as she undid the last lace tie of her corset. “I won't stop you~”

Senya's mouth suddenly went dry as her jacket and corset practically melted off her body and two enormous, jiggling breasts spilled out.

Boys are dumb. Boys obey.
Good boys let girls get their way~

“Wha—”

Boys are stupid. Boys obey.
Big tits squish your brains away~

“Buh…”

The singsong mantra echoed in his mind as he stared at those massive, heaving breasts. He watched them quiver as they settled from their bouncing. They squished together so perfectly, such a drastic curving contrast from Rosa’s slender waist...

“I... wh...”

Boys are stupid. Boys obey.
Big tits squish your brains away~

He stared hopelessly at those big, beautiful tits. His lips were parted. He was drooling. Rubbing. No. Wait…

“Gooood boy.”

Boys are stupid. Boys obey.
Big tits squish your brains away~

The words pulsed into him with an intensity he couldn't ignore. He watched Rosa squeeze her breasts together, watched them bounce and jiggle and squish...

“Thaaat's it. Just let my boobies hypnotize you into my nice dummy drooly pet, Master!”

He whimpered. He tried to speak—

Boys are stupid. Boys obey.
Big tits squish your brains away~

Squish.

“Hahaha~! Wow, you're easy!”

“Nnh—”

Boys are stupid. Boys obey.

“P-Please—”

Big tits squish your brains away~

He felt Rosa's hand taking his, and unthinkingly his grip went limp. He heard a jingling, and then...

... dimly, as he saw Rosa squishing her whole body up against those bars, he watched her trying the keys in the lock.

Boys are stupid. Boys obey.
Big tits squish your brains away~

Senya swayed, slowly stroking in a dumb, happy daze.

On Rosa's third try, he hard a click. She giggled. “There we go~!”

The gate slid open.

Rosa stepped out of her cage and smiled sweetly at him. “Good boy~” She twirled the key ring around her finger. “Now, you'll be a good boy for me, won't you?”

Boys are stupid. Boys obey.
Big tits squish your brains away~

“I... y-yess...” Senya stared dumbly at her tits, watching how they jiggled and bounced and squished with every step.

“Wow!” She beamed. “I didn't expect that trigger to take sooo deeply. You must really like tits, huh~?”

She glanced down and licked her lips. “Mm... well, you're already nice and subdued, but...”

Senya's breath caught. “W-Wait.”

“... I guess there's no harm in a little... Taste... since you seem to have a little left~?”

“Nnuh—” No, wait, she couldn't! She—she didn't know—

Rosa slowly lowered to her knees, giving him an evil grin. “What's the matter, ‘Master’?” she cooed, reaching up to force his hand away as he struggled to covertly stroke to her voice. “Don't you want to feel sooo good~?”

Senya whimpered, tried to shake his head—

Boys are stupid. Boys obey.
Big tits squish your brains away~

Her finger stroked over his tip. “Don't you want to get soooo dumb~?”

Senya cried, moaned, bucked—

And Rosa leaned forward, brought up her tits, and squished them around his cock.

Senya tried so hard to hold it in. He lasted to the second indulgent, decadent squish.

Rosa's coos filled his whole mind as his cock spurted helplessly, hopelessly. She extended her long, wet tongue and licked, lapped, moaning softly with pleasure. He squealed at the increase in sensation, bucking hopelessly between her tits and past her waiting lips.

Pure wet slippery soft warmth enveloped his cock as pleasure spurted from him and down the mothgirl's throat. She moaned happily, batting her eyelashes up at him.

He whimpered. Bucked. There was nothing submissive about Rosa's position, Rosa's pleasure. She was in control.

Complete control.

He’d let a bratty mothgirl beat him. She had won.

He wanted to collapse. He was totally spent. She'd drained him completely, and his brain was complete and utter goo. She'd won, she'd claimed him, and he was hers.

As languid pleasure oozed through him, Senya found a stupid smile spreading across his face. Why… why had he wanted to fight again?

And then he felt a familiar buzzing around his neck.

And realization rose in his throat. No.

No, no no no, why would it only work for this—

—but the collar, ignorant of the circumstances, was quickly and eagerly acting to replenish his stamina.

After all, the Warden always had to be ready to satisfy his ‘prisoners’.

“Oh, my~” he heard Rosa squealing with glee as his cock started to throb again. “Still needy for more, Master~?”

“N-No—” Senya tried to explain, tried to warn her, but then Rosa was bouncing her tits again, letting him buck in and out of her tits, in and out of her waiting, parted lips—

Boys are stupid. Boys obey.
Big tits squish your brains away~

She pushed him back and he fell onto his rear.

And then the mothgirl was upon him, bouncing her tits and cooing over his cock, licking, sucking, bouncing, squishing—

And a stupid, drooling smile spread across his face once again as he bucked obediently and melted into pure bliss.

She didn't know that his collar would make sure he’d never stop cumming.

She didn’t know that she could keep milking him like this for hours.

And hours.

And hours.

And judging by the moans of cock-drugged pleasure starting to rise from the mothgirl...

... she would.

* * *

Rosa moaned with smug, satisfied pleasure as she lavished the boy's adorable throbbing cock with her tongue's affection, savoring the sweetness trickling down her throat.

“G-Good boy,” she whispered, wrapping her lips around the tip and sucking, slurping, kissing. Oh, it—it all felt soooo good—

The keys felt strange in her free hand. Buzzy. Warm. She giggled, eagerly lapping up cum as what's-his-name came again, spurting all over her tits. Oh, it tasted sooo good, so sweet and yummy and—and addictive—

She'd have to stop soon. But just one more kiss. One more lick. One more slobbery cock-worshiping blowjob. One more cumshot.

And he was... soooo cute~! What a loser. What a yummy little quickshot. She had to keep him. He had so much stamina, and his cum tasted so good. Oh, being a fake-Master definitely suited him. She licked, lapped, panting and drooling over the big, perfect cock as it dribbled its sweet, perfect nectar in offering.

“Mine,” she moaned, clutching at him, squishing her tits around his cock until he spurted again. “Aaall mine~!”

He moaned and whimpered and babbled his agreements. Gods, what a weakling! She had to have him. Have him forever. How was he still cumming more?

She couldn’t feel the keys in her hands anymore. But there was a strange wet warmth traveling up her arm, almost serpentine in its motions.

She giggled dumbly. Okay. One more lick, and then she was done.

One more.

And another.

And... another...

“Mine, mine, mine~” she cooed. In her dumb, happy haze, she decided one more spell was needed. He couldn't look away from her, after all. He basically adored her.

So she reached out with her shuddering, trembling magic, the last she had, and sank it deep into his nice, goopy brain:

Whenever you think about me, you'll get too horny to speak anything but compliments for how prettyyy I am~

She willed the trigger in. It was almost beyond her at this point—every drop of his cum made her feel dizzier, and she'd already placed so many triggers, cast so many spells—but it wasn't like he was resisting. He was hers. He was gonna be hers forever.

It sank in. She saw his eyes glow briefly with swirling pink and golden spirals, then go dull and entranced in dumb, happy obedience once more.

She giggled. That would keep him from telling anyone. Gods, this was gonna be...

One more lick. One more suck.

... sooo fun…

She swirled her tongue and rubbed her thighs together, head starting to spin a little.

And then she felt that slithering warmth reach her neck.

And suddenly it didn’t feel wet. Suddenly, it wasn’t a liquid at all.

Her eyes widened.

“W-Wait—” she whispered, but she was too cockdrunk to fully process until—

Her hand flew to her neck.

Just as her hand reached the thing encircling her neck, the thing solidified.

And her fingertips felt the warm, polished surface of her new shiny silver collar.

Obey~

“W—”

She tried to sound the words. No sound came out.

Obey~

She tried to speak again. Nothing.

She needed to... fuck. Fuck! The keys were a trap! It was some sort of spell, it had to be. She couldn't speak, couldn't—she had to—

Obey~

She scrambled for her magic, searched for a counter. But her powers were so worn through, and the collar was quelling her powers more and more by the second.

Obey~

And in place of the magic, she felt a wonderful dumb buzzing starting to flood her mind.

Obey~

Couldn't fight. Couldn't think.

And… a nice, hard cock was right in front of her.

Obey~

She had to... needed to...

She blinked slowly.

Obey~

She heard the boy whimpering, panting. He was starting to snap out of it.

But his cock was hard. Big. Throbbing. Drooling. She watched it bob before her eyes. It reminded her of a pendulum. Everything smelled so good.

Tasted so good.

Rosa's lips parted.

Obey.

* * *

“Ah, so you're finished in here?”

Valina giggled as she skipped into the lightning house and came to a stop next to the moaning, drooling pair.

The whole house reeked of sex. Senya was on the floor, bucking, whimpering. That mothgirl fey lady was on top of him, desperately sucking, slurping, licking all over his throbbing, drooling, spurting cock. The key-collar had activated, exactly as planned.

She smirked down at Senya, then reached down and snapped her fingers in his ear.

“SNAP OUT OF IT~!”

Weirdly, Senya looked at the mothgirl first. Then he looked at Valina, and his eyes seemed to clear. She could see his collar pulsing, and its bell started to chime.

Slowly, she helped him to the feet. The mothgirl whimpered and keened as he departed, but seemed helpless to pursue them. She stared up at Valina with wide eyes. Gods, she looked totally cockdrunk.

“Sorry about the collar.” Valina giggled. “It's standard procedure nowadays.” She held up a dainty ring of silver keys. “We can't have fey getting up to any nasty tricks before they're acclimated to life here.”

The mothgirl's dull eyes widened slightly. She babbled weakly, desperately shaking her head.

“Sorry!” Valina smirked and pocketed the key ring. “Maybe we'll take it off in a few weeks, if you're good. Or a year or two. We'll see.”

She allowed herself just a little smug satisfaction at how Senya clung to her.

That’s right, she thought, purring a little. You know who takes care of you, dummy. Besides, I’m way cuter.

“Sorry, Senya,” she cooed. “You do have to forget this part. It works better if you don't know you're bait for these ‘entrance interviews’.”

Senya blinked slowly. “R-Right. Yeah, I, um... yeah.” He was blushing hot. “S-Sorry, I, um...”

She giggled. “It's fine! It's your job to lose.”

She loved how he blushed brighter at that. In fact, seeing that cute sheepish expression, she just couldn't help herself. Valina leaned in close to purr in his ear, “But you did make me awwwfully jealous, so... you're definitely not getting any sleep tonight.”

“I-I—but—” Senya ducked his head and pouted adorably.

Oh, gods. Valina loved how embarrassed he always got. She was probably bluffing, but gods, it was adorable to see him squirm.

“Alright, anyways.” Valina gave the whimpering mothgirl a little wave. The mothgirl had started unthinkingly touching; the collar was already doing its work. “Feel free to roam the Ward now until you find your place~! Just be careful.” She winked. “Some of the fey here like ‘hazing’ new arrivals.”

“A-Ah?” the mothgirl squeaked, rubbing faster.

Valina led Senya out of the lightning house. He seemed to be recovering his wits a little, so she cleared her throat. “So, you wanted to tell me something about her earlier, right?”

“Uh?” Senya blinked slowly at her. “Oh! Oh, right, I, um! I need to tell you.” He shook himself a bit. “So, that girl, she’s...”

He hesitated. His eyes seemed to glaze over. “She's... she's… R-Rosa’s, a-ahnh…

His hands slid between his legs, and a dumb, drooly smile spread across his face as he started to stroke right in front of Valina.

Valina smirked, envy and lust intertwining inside her.

Okay, new plan.

This cute little brat wasn't gonna be getting any sleep for the next week~