He filled her, over and over, and then he filled her with the heat of him, the effort of simply taking him in her leaving the bound elf panting, he blood-streaked, bruised breasts bobbing with her breathing as finally he drew away. His spend slowly followed, a hot ooze trickling out of her sex and down her inner thigh, making her shudder almost as much as she did when he traced the edge of the collar, and it seemed to respond to his touch like a living thing, worming upon her skin as if that circle of tanned skin itself were crawling.<br/><br/>"I.... but She must have... I can't use power without Her..."