Commission

  Themes: Drugged Sex, Master/Sve, Big Dick

  Summary: An AU where Freed Diarmuit has an actual pn beyond just sending Rick away with his teleportation. A pn that involves conquering an S-Rank Adventurer in the form of Reanette~

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  "Take a seat."

  Freed Diarmuit gestures to the chair across from him… and holds in the urge to grin in triumph when the middle-aged brutish idiot named 'Rick' obeys without question. Sitting right down on his teleport sigil, the asshole who messed with his brother disappears in a fsh of magic, teleported away from the room in an instant.

  In the end, the only one who notices something before it's too te is actually the dark elf accompanying Rick… Reanette Elfelt. The S-Rank Warrior in a maid's uniform goes wide eyed a moment before Rick vanishes, taking a step forward and lifting up a hand to try and stop it from happening.

  But she's too te. She can only watch along with Freed as Rick is whisked away elsewhere, leaving her and Freed alone in the small room. Immediately though, Reanette's red eyes fall upon Freed, her killer intent almost enough to freeze him in pce completely.

  "You… where did you send him? Bring him back, now."

  Freed doesn't let her see him sweat though, even as he has a hand in one of his pockets under the table. Fingering a gss vial out of the S-Rank Adventurer's sight, he lets out a soft chuckle.

  "Oh, I don't think you want me to do that. After all, think of the time Ms. Elfelt. Wherever I sent Rick… whether he survives the following ambush or not… he's going to have to double time it if he wants to make it to his next exam and avoid being failed for tardiness."

  Reanette stiffens at that, her nostrils fring as she stares down at him like he's less than a worm. Which to be fair, as far as she's concerned… he might as well be. Freed Diarmuit did his research after some no-name middle-aged brute was able to defeat HIS brother so easily.

  As such, he knows exactly who stands before him now. Reanette Elfelt… of the Orichalcum Fist, an S-Ranked Adventuring Party so legendary and so skilled that their names were removed from every guild registry, leaving them only answerable directly to the top of the Guild association itself.

  Taking a step forward, the stoic dark elven warrior-maid looms over him and the table between them, her eyes fshing as she gres down at him with those dark red eyes of hers.

  "If you know who I am… you know that I can wipe you out in an instant. Send me to where you sent Rick. Immediately."

  Rather than do that, Freed finishes casting the teleportation magic he's been surreptitiously working on since that oafish middle-aged brute went away. Not to escape himself, mind you… no, Freed has something far more dangerous in mind. They don't call him a prodigy at teleportation magic for nothing, after all…

  On the inside of the gss vial he's been fondling in his pocket, the smallest of teleportation sigil fres up… and teleports the liquid contents of the vial elsewhere. With how small the sigil is, of course, it can't go far… but distance isn't what Freed is worried about this time. No, he's far more concerned with precision.

  Every ounce of his concentration, skill, and sheer raw talent is poured into teleporting the contents of the gss vial from his pocket… directly into Reanette Elfelt's stomach.

  The reaction is immediate much to Freed's delight, her narrowed eyes widening as she doubles over, gasping as the effects hit her like a freight train. The dark elf shudders, her hands spping down on the table in front of her, not in another show of intimidation, but out of necessity to keep her from sinking to her knees.

  Slowly, Freed rises from his chair, removing his hands from his pockets as he considers the powerful woman across from him.

  "Are you… sure you want to do hat, Ms. Elfelt? Leave to follow that brute? When instead… we could have some fun together~"

  "Y-You… boy… what have you… d-done to me?"

  Freed's nostrils fre a little, even as he circles around the table. He huffs and rolls his eyes at being called a 'boy'. Sure, he's young. A once in a lifetime prodigious talent was what they called him. But he's no boy. He may not be of the age of majority quite yet… but he's only a couple years off.

  "Boy? Is that any way to talk to the one man capable of helping you, Ms. Elfelt? Truly, I wouldn't expect someone of your… pedigree to be so rude!"

  And then, in a dispy of true confidence, he rears back his hand… and brings it down on the S-Rank Warrior's bottom. With her hands on the table and her body doubled over, she's jutting her ass out unintentionally… and he just can't resist.

  S-SMACK!

  Reanette shrieks, the sudden impact sending shockwaves through her body that causes her to… well, to orgasm messily right on the spot. Her entire frame shudders and curves in on itself, her feet turning inwards too as her legs spread involuntarily and her hips buck in reluctant pleasure.

  Shameful, to say the least, though it's not all her fault. The contents of the vial that Freed teleported into the dark elf's stomach were of a very potent, extremely powerful cocktail-type potion. It combined the strongest aphrodisiac that his family's money could buy with both a weakening potion AND a suggestibility potion. All designed for one thing and one thing only… to bring the great Reanette Elfelt low.

  If she was going to kill him, then spanking her ass would have resulted in a retaliation that lost him his head. Feeling more confident now in the success of his gambit, Freed leans in closer to the shaking, trembling dark elf maid. All of her stoicism, all of her intimidating confidence, has been washed away now. All that's left… is a need for satisfaction that only Freed can help with.

  "You need me, Reanette. You need a man and I'm the only one left here for you. Kneel down. Submit and I'll give you what you need."

  He waits with bated breath as she tries to fight it… but eventually, shaking and trembling as the effects of the potion suffuse her system more and more with each passing moment… the dark elf colpses off of the table, falling to her knees with her head bowed.

  Grinning, Freed reaches down and begins to pull open his trousers. Untying them, he tugs them down and reaches in to wrap a hand around his cock… and slowly but surely pull it out of its tight confines. Honestly, dealing with this monster raging in his pants for the st half hour has been the most painful part of this entire pn.

  But it was all worth it to see the look of wide eyed awe, stupefaction, and soul-deep desire on Reanette Elfelt's face when he sps his massive, meaty rod right down onto her upturned features with a heavy smack.

  "Y-You…"

  Freed chuckles.

  "Bigger than you expected, isn't it? Don't worry Ms. Elfelt… I get that a lot."

  He drags his angry, throbbing cock back and forth across Reanette's face, making her moan involuntarily as her tongue tentatively slips out of its own accord to begin licking at the underside. Freed is… mostly telling the truth, to be honest. The size is real. Not only was he blessed with a prodigious talent for teleportation magic, Freed Diarmuit was also blessed with a huge cock.

  It'd been a pain at first, something he just had to deal with… and then he'd had his first tryst with a woman and found out just how 'amazing' his size was to them. From then on, Freed had learned that his massive schlong was a weapon to be wielded just like his teleportation magic. It got him what he wanted… just as it was now.

  That said, he HAD taken a potion of his own before this meeting. It was the counterpart to the one he'd teleported into Reanette's stomach. Not only did it make him more confident and less prone to nerves or fear, but it also aroused him beyond belief, having the same powerful aphrodisiac that Reanette's did. And finally, it made him more attractive to anyone who had been hit with the susceptibility and suggestibility that Reanette had.

  Basically… the game was rigged from the start, a thought that brings a wide and wicked smile to Freed's face as he reaches out and grabs ahold of the kneeling dark elf by her sharp elven ears. Squeezing them in his hands causes Reanette to experience another orgasm right there on her knees with his cock draped across her face. This time, she squeals directly into his meat, sending pleasurable reverberations up the length of Freed's shaft.

  Grunting, Freed pulls back and slides his cock along Reanette's tongue until he can push the head of it into her slowly opening mouth. Despite any lingering unwillingness to surrender to her own desires, Reanette's mouth nevertheless gives way before his insistent thrusting, until finally her jaw is stretching wider and wider around his shaft.

  "Suck it, Ms. Elfelt. Suck it and submit… to your new Master."

  Freed's eyes fsh as Reanette looks up at him with wide red eyes. Yet, whatever she might be thinking in that moment… she nevertheless does as she's told and begins to suck, moaning up a storm all the while. She bobs up and down on his cock while Freed pys with her ears for a moment longer before moving his hands to her head proper. Winding his fingers along the back of her skull… he begins to thrust in and out, harder and faster by the moment.

  "Gagkh! Gagkh! Gagkh!"

  Soon enough, he has one of the most powerful adventurers in the world choking and gagging on his cock. And cumming from the experience too. Those red eyes, which had been promising him death just ten minutes ago, now roll up in her skull as he fucks her face hard and fast, pounding away at her throat with more and more of his gargantuan member in no time at all.

  It gets to the point where her neck starts to bulge obscenely with every thrust, the bck colr of her maid uniform around her neck bulging along with it, the fabric straining more and more.

  Enjoying himself a bit too much now, Freed pushes forward, until Reanette is forced to lean back… and back… and back. Until finally, the dark elven woman's spine is fully arched backwards in a curved 'C', her head tilted all the way back and Freed humping away at her face with his legs on either side of her with reckless abandon.

  "GAGKH! GAGKH! GAGKH!"

  She can take it though, given how strong she is. But her uniform… that's another matter.

  S-SNAP!

  The colr of her uniform snaps under the constant inadvertent pressure brought on by his massive cock barreling in and out of her throat. And knowing that she's cumming her brains out from just this sort of treatment… Freed can hold back no longer.

  "Here it comes, Ms. Elfelt! Swallow it all! Swallow every st drop if you want to impress your new Master!"

  To her credit… she does her best. Freed begins to cum a moment ter and it is beyond a shadow of a doubt, the biggest load of his life. He cums and cums for what feels like an eternity, groaning and shuddering and holding Reanette Elfelt's face directly against his crotch the entire time.

  She, for her part, swallows continually, guzzling down his seed by the bucketloads until he's pretty sure she might just burst from how much cum he's putting in her stomach. That's good though, because the final component of the suggestibility potion that's already IN Reanette's stomach requires bodily fluids from whoever wants to make the most use of it. His cum combined with that cocktail he teleported into her belly… will make the S-Rank dark elf fully and completely succumb to him once and for all.

  Pulling back, Freed is panting but still rock hard thanks to his own performance enhancer. His cock, covered in Reanette's slobber, twitches angrily, ready and raring for the next step. But Freed controls himself, watching instead as a trickle of his seed leaves Reanette's mouth.

  Slowly, trembling, the elven woman reaches up and pushes that trickle of cum back into her mouth with a shudder. Then, she looks up at him with hazy red eyes.

  "… More… please… more."

  It's like she's in a trance, Freed notes. Which is exactly what he'd hoped for. This was the most important stage of things. If anyone interrupted now, like that fucking middle-aged brute Rick, then it could all be ruined. But that was why Freed had timed everything perfectly.

  By now, that bastard would have even been beaten within an inch of his life by Diarmuit Guards… or in the off chance that he was far stronger than Freed gave him credit for, he would nevertheless be caught up in his next exam.

  Plus… Freed doubted even an idiot like Rick would be worried about Reanette Elfelt here. Especially anything he thought Freed could do to her. No, he no doubt thought she would be just fine. That she could take care of herself. And that… that was his mistake.

  "Rise. Bend over the table and present yourself to me. Beg properly for your Master's cock."

  Shaking, trembling, and whimpering with need, Reanette struggles to get back to her feet. It would have been more merciful if he just had her bend over on the ground and present herself that way instead, but Freed wasn't feeling merciful. Besides, he needed to assert dominance. Not just for his own pleasure, but to ensure that he would be in control going forward as well.

  Finally, Reanette manages to bend over the table she'd been bent over back at the start. At the same time, she reaches back behind herself and with some fumbling is able to get her soaked panties down to her knees and her maid skirt pulled up over her ass, exposing her dark-skinned derriere and gushing wet cunt to his eyes.

  As he stands there with his throbbing mast in his hand, the dark elven maid looks back at him with big, needy red eyes and moans throatily.

  "Please… please take me. Please fuck me! I need it! I need your big fat cock! I need you inside of me!"

  Grinning, Freed steps up behind the half-broken woman and pnts the massive head of his prick against her slit. Reanette freezes up, tensing in anticipation and trembling in excitement. In fact, he's pretty sure she experiences another climax just from his dick making contact with her pussy lips, judging by the juices that gush out over his shaft.

  And yet, Freed doesn't actually penetrate her. Instead, he holds himself there… and waits patiently. Finally, Reanette whines helplessly.

  "Please! I'm begging you, fuck me! Make me your woman!"

  Still, Freed stays silent. Until at long st, he gets what he wants.

  "I'll swear myself to you! I'll name you as my Master! I'll serve you for the rest of your days! Just please FUCK ME!"

  That's what he likes to hear. With a grin, Freed reaches out and grabs a fistful of Reanette's white locks, pulling her head back. At the same time, he holds her steady with his other hand on one of her hips… and sms into her from behind.

  His huge cock barrels into her sopping wet cunt with ease, funnily enough. She's extremely tight and he's far too big for her under normal circumstances, but she's so damn wet, so turned on, so aroused… that it doesn't matter.

  He barely even has to pull back and thrust in again to loosen up the rest of her. The slippery wet insides of her cunt, even as they grip down and squeeze his member so very pleasurably, allow Freed to force his way all the way to the entrance of Reanette's womb without hesitation.

  She cums on penetration of course and then keeps cumming from every single thrust at first. Her body goes limp before him, held up by his grip on her hair and the table she's bent over. Otherwise, she'd be on the ground, convulsing her way through orgasm after messy, embarrassing orgasm.

  Growling as he starts to properly fuck her constantly climaxing pussy, Freed grins a vicious grin.

  "That's right bitch. You belong to me now. Your new Master is Freed Diarmuit. You are MY pet, MY sve, MY maid. You will answer to no other. You will obey no one else. You submit to me and ME alone!"

  His words wash over her… and in doing so, wash away the st of Reanette Elfelt's resistance in the process.

  "Yessssss~ H-harder, Master! Fuck me harder, PLEASE!"

  Freed grunts, picking up speed a bit more and trying his best to give her what she wants.

  PLAP! PLAP! PLAP!

  The sound of flesh spping against flesh fills the room as he goes at it with her. His massive cock smming into her cunt from behind, his crotch impacting her dark skinned ass cheeks over and over again. He fills her with every st inch of his huge schlong repeatedly, and Reanette's body takes it like a champ.

  No other woman that Freed has ever been with has been nearly as enjoyable a fuck as she is. And he's broken a few women in with his cock at this point. So many love his size but can't actually handle it though. They get all awestruck and eager to py, but then he bottoms out in their cunts halfway in.

  Not Reanette though. Her body, for all that she's dressed as a maid, is a warrior's body. This right here is an S-Rank's physique, chiseled and toned despite her gorgeous curves and fantastically fat assets. For all that she has a huge pair of milkers, wide hips, a fat ass, and thicc thighs… lurking under all of that is the muscle of a true warrior and the power of an S-Rank Adventurer.

  And now… it belongs to him. With a victorious, triumphant roar, Freed thrusts into Reanette one final time before unloading inside of her womb. He fills his new elf maid with a hot, thick load of his cum, pumping into her without hesitation or mercy. Just like when he filled her belly, it's the biggest, hottest load of jizz that he's ever produced and for a while, all Freed can do is tense up and lean into her soft body as he cums and cums.

  Eventually he's done though, pulling out with a rattling breath and stumbling back but managing to stay on his own two feet. To say that had been an experience and a half would be underselling it. He'd known that going after Reanette Elfelt would be worth it, he just hadn't known how worth it.

  Still, his gambit is already paying dividends, especially as Reanette suddenly rises from the table, revealing that the weakening component of the cocktail is already wearing off. The rest of it though… that's taken root in her psyche judging by how she turns and sinks down to her knees.

  Her stoic face is back in pce as she comes face-to-crotch with his cock.

  "Allow me to clean you up, Master Freed."

  Her top comes undone and her big beautiful dark breasts come out as she proceeds to use them as a towel to wipe him clean. Freed just grins, reaching out again to py with her elven ears. That seems to break some of the fa?ade, causing her to flush and whimper as he touches and toys with the sensitive skin of her earlobes. But in the end, she's as professional as she can be all things considered.

  He'd done it. He'd successfully turned a member of the Orichalcum Fist into his own personal sex sve and loyal maid. Looking down at Reanette as she gazes up at him with adoring eyes, Freed lets out a shuddering sigh. Who cared about that middle-aged brute now? He was the real winner here…

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