Last of The Fae Chpater 94: Training (2/3)*

Thane pulled out a handful of sickles and galleons from his robes before liquifying the silver and golden coins with his magic. 

Rita watched, entranced, as the gold and silver steamed into the air, entwining around each other in an intricate braid, forming a hoop with a length of metal leading off it. 

As the silver and gold solidified, Rita's eyes widened as she realized what it was. 

Thane grabbed the piece of jewelry out of the air and offered it to Rita, "Put it on." 

His tone conveyed that there would be no argument, so Rita reached out with trembling hands and took the piece offered. 

Reaching up behind her neck, Rita flinched as the cold metal closed around her throat, but it quickly warmed to the touch. 

Rita let her hands drop, though her restlessness only increased as she felt the slight pressure around her neck from the silver and metal collar Thane had made. 

Reaching out, Thane grabbed the thin but sturdy chain connected to Rita's collar. While it only took Thane a few seconds to make, the intricate silver and metal braiding made the collar mistakable for luxury jewelry. But its true purpose was to serve as a symbol of control, the control Thane had over Rita. 

"W-why am I wearing this?" Rita asked, still stammering as she forced her words through a clenched jaw, trying to stiffle and ignore the growing pleasure throughout her body. 

"So I can control you," Thane replied coldly, gently pulling on Rita's chain to demonstrate how he could direct her movements, "Consider it the first part of your training." 

"I-I'm not some dog! You can't do this!" Rita refuted harshly, though the effect was somewhat diminished considering her flushed cheeks and revealing lingerie. 

Thane frowned, "But you agreed to it. I gave you every opportunity to walk away, but yet you came to me knowing full well what I'm capable of. The fact of the matter is that I own you, Rita. Your body has already accepted it, and its only a matter of time before you realize it as well." 

Rita tried to glare at Thane, but her gaze lacked any real fire, making him smirk, "Please do keep trying to fight it. It won't be any fun if you give in right away." 

Thane then walked towards the bed, gently yanking on Rita's chain as he did so, "Come on now, that's enough foreplay. It's time to start in earnest." 

Rita had no choice but to follow behind as the collar would start to tighten around her neck if the chain was pulled. Never to the point where it could endanger her, but it the pressure alone was enough of an encouragement. 

Stopping at the foot of the bed, Thane gestured for Rita to get on, which she did, crawling on her hands and knees. 

The impossibly soft mattress and sheets were a welcomed soothing sensation on Rita's sensitive skin. 

It was almost enough to make her forget about the situation she found herself in until she heard the sound of clothes hitting the floor behind her. 

Rita felt the mattress shift and she looked over just in time to see Thane get on the bed completely naked.

His muscular body was on full display with sculpted abs, broad, rounded shoulders, a barrel chest, and not a shred of fat across his body. 

But Rita's eyes were drawn like a magnet to the monster hanging in between his legs. A threatening sight even though he wasn't hard yet. 

Rita's breath hitched as Thane moved to the head of the bed before lying down next to her, not bothering with his package. 

After a moment, Thane looked at Rita expectantly, "Well, what are you waiting for? You said you wanted the antidote..." 

Thane trailed off suggestively, and Rita gulped as she realized what Thane wanted her to do. 

Leaning over, Rita lowered her head in between Thane's legs, letting her hot breath graze against his shaft and balls. As if she was breathing life into the cock, it twitched, coming to life as it stiffened and rose into the air. 

Feeling Rita's breath against his cock Thane exhaled as he watched her head buried in his crotch and her perky ass high in the air, open and exposed. 

Thane's draconic nature was now fully awake; having a classic beauty like Rita in his bedroom or lair adorned with precious metals was a trifecta no proper dragon could ignore. Thane's dragon demanded that he claim Rita as his, not as a mate like Daphne, but as a plaything to entertain his carnal desires. 

Giving into his dragon, Thane felt his eyes shift into their reptilian form, gaining a slitted verticle pupil. The shift also flooded Thane's body with draconic blood, 'I wonder how she'll react with the potion still in her system.' 

In truth, the aphrodisiac Thane had given Rita had used his draconic blood as the main ingredient, which is why his bodily fluids could lessen its effects. 

But as Thane's blood transformed within his body, Rita's entire body stiffened as the pleasure coursing through her suddenly intensified. 

"N-not again!' Rita thought, wondering if she would lose her sanity from the pleasure, only for an overwhelming scent to steal her attention. 

It didn't take her long to realize its source, and a heavy blush spread across her cheeks as she shamelessly buried her nose into Thane's balls. 

For the first time, the never-ending pleasure driving her mad faded momentarily. 

Seeing Rita debase herself as she shuffled his balls like an addict made his heart pound all the harder, sending blood flowing to his extremities. 

Thane's cock sprang up to full mast, brushing against Rita's cheek, who in turn began to slather the hard long length with sloppy wet kisses. Tasting Thane offered even more relief than smelling him, and before Rita realized it, she was dragging her tongue up and down Thane's throbbing shaft, coating it in her saliva. 

~Why does it taste so good~ Rita complained, shame and embarrassment making her heart race as Thane's judging gaze watched her. Feeling Rita slow down, Thane realized he needed to take control again. 

Grabbing Rita's chain Thane pulled her away from his drooling cock, and Rita whined in protest, "P-please I-I need it! I'll do anything!" 

"You have five minutes to make me cum," Thane replied gruffly, staring at Rita's disheveled appearance, her makeup running, and her cherry-swollen lips, "After that, I'm leaving you in here to cool off on your own!" 

Rita shook her head back and forth, knowing she wouldn't be able to survive the maddening pleasure. Grinning at her desperation, Thane loosened his grip on Rita's chain, "Your time starts now." 

Rita buried her head in Thane's crotch as she opened her mouth and wrapped her lips around the fat head of his cock. Rita's cheeks hollowed, and Thane grunted as the powerful suction of her blowjob caught him off guard. 

Encouraged by his voice, Rita swirled her tongue along the underside of Thane's bulbous head and moaned as she felt the first drops of his precum flood her mouth. The taste was only secondary to the soothing sensation as the heat burning away at Rita's core relented for a moment. 

Feeling her dripping sex beg for attention, Rita reached back between her legs, but before she could begin to pleasure herself, Thane smacked her hand away, "Did I say you could please yourself? My pleasure should be the only thing you're concerned about, got it!" 

To emphasize his point, Thane placed his hand on the back of Rita's head, making her gag as she was forced to take more of his massive girth down her throat. 

Rita was forced to shift, spreading her legs and raising her ass into the air, making it jiggle invitingly, and Thane couldn't ignore it any longer. 

With a crisp smack, Thane slapped Rita's ass with his free hand, eliciting a squeal of pain and pleasure from the reporter choking on his cock. Sliding his hand in between her cheeks, Thane ran his fingers over Rita's exposed slit soaking his fingers in an instant. 

Feeling his rough hand sliding over her honeypot, Rita couldn't resist and pressed her hips back into Thane's hand, only for him to pull away. Whining in protest, Rita focused back on Thane's cock, hoping that if she got him to cum he would finally reward her. 

Seeing Rita's desperation, Thane got an evil idea, and with a grin, he began to shape the end of Rita's chain, creating a series of beads that started small at the end but eventually reached the size of a goofball. 

Without warning, Thane inserted the beads into Rita's dripping sex, who squealed and arched her back at the sudden intrusion. Thane watched as Rita's entire body convulsed in a powerful orgasm that ripped through her like a storm. 

"Don't lose focus now. Your time is running out," Thane taunted, and with tears in her eyes, Rita practically impaled herself on his cock, desperate for more release. 

Watching her head bob up and down his shaft, Thane slowly pulled and pushed the beads out of Rita's pussy, each time making her lower half tremble with pleasure. 

After a few times, Thane decided the beads were lubricated enough, and he pulled them out of Rita's dripping sex, which tried to cling onto the beads, desperate to scratch the itch deep in her core. 

Feeling Thane pull away from her, Rita slammed herself down on his shaft, burning her nose in his pubic hair as her tongue slipped out from around her stretched lips and started to lick his balls, doing everything in her power to pleasure Thane. 

Seeing that Rita no longer needed his encouragement, Thane removed his hand from the back of her head and instead placed it on her ass, spreading her cheeks and exposing her most private parts. 

Thane had decided a long time ago that he would train Rita to be his personal plaything, willing and capable of doing anything to please him. Every part of her would be training to handle him and his intensity. 

With that thought in mind, Thane waved his hand, casting a simple cleaning spell before pressing the lubricated metal beads against Rita's tight, puckered starfish. 

Thane felt Rita's body stiffen in realization, but before she could pull away, Thane came down her throat while shoving the anal beads up her virgin asshole.