She panted with his motions.  Now soft moans elliciting from her as she pushed backm. She hated the potion for what it had done to her.  Even without the human mixture of evil shevwould be doing the same thing.  If she refused him he would have her anyway.  If she fought him she would be toyed with by others.  How simple tge decision had been as she felt herself becoming warmer with each push.  He was a moee ample lover than any of her childish attempts earlier ib life had ever been.  She cursed herself for enjoying him as she pushed back roughly while squeezing him harshly with her nether as a hard whimper escaped her lips.  If she didn't know herself she wished that in some manners that she may have found his bed earlier.  "U ngh.....my......master....yes."<br/><br/>She was truly engrossed in her position of submission now.  She arched her back roughly as her body began to shudder.  Ir had been decades for her while she panted and moaned.  She may have been the strongest of officers on the field...but this man had a different kind of power.  Her elven king was in some manners a figure.  This man was a true king and she writhed on him as she faltered.  Her upper body collapsed as she spasmed the potion only helping her get there faster before she rested her head and chest on the ground her hips pursed lewdly up to him.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>