Midori only barely registered Yoland playing with her cock, tasting her delightfully delicious and (non-chemically) addictive seed. But by the time her wife was the one being tasted she'd come back to her senses more... but really wasn't registering anything until the man beneath her talked again, keeping her cock quite hard with his hands and struggling to deflate himself inside her ass. It was, of course, a fool's errand to seek to shrink inside of her tight orifice, but Midori was not complaining.<br/><br/>When the keys were handed out, she accepted both from the plate, eyed them and their crystaline form, and with a gentle smirk slid both betwixt her boobs, sending them into a nether space for safe keeping.<br/><br/>"A truly delightful gift, dear Oswald," Midori cooed, glancing over to her wife, and then moving to shift herself up. "I can assure we will visit before we leave, but I am afraid our time is not yet over. Or rather, my time with my wife is not yet."<br/><br/>Midori slowly extracted Oswald from herself, a loud 'slurp' as she slid free without so much as a wasted drop. She was on her feet then, stretching, and observing her wife's delirious state. The type of delirious state that... honestly made Midori want to break her wife...<br/><br/>"...I had intended to wait until we got back for the evening," Midori said as she walked over to her wife, snapping her fingers again to 'lock' the cockring again, and motioning with her hand to ensure Elektra's arms stayed locked up tight, beholden to Midori's will alone. "I know what this does to your mind, but... I can't resist this opportunity, my lovely wife."<br/><br/>Walking around behind Elektra, Midori quickly climbed atop her wife's calves, steadying herself on her wife's massive ass-cheeks, and got on her tip-toes so that her cock was nestled squarely with the cleft between those monstrous cheeks. She was still ripping and raring to go, biting her lip as she gave her wife's ass a squeeze under her pretty little fingers...<br/><br/>...then in one quick motion one of her hands reached in and forcefully extracted the buttplug (after it shrank down; she didn't want to HURT her!), and deftly rammed the entirety of her cock in at a slight downward angle RIGHT into her wife's monster of a prostate. A shame, that Midori had it so that her wife would not blow her load with that ring active...<br/><br/>Of course, considering it was but the first of a long series of furious trikes to that little restart-button of her wife's ass, Midori figured 'shame' was the least of concerns. She drew back and kept slamming over and over, as much force as her tiny goblin body could muster, all right into her wife's love-button over and over, all without possible release for her wife, not until Midori said so. After the display before, her eyes were fierce, her thrusts fiercer; Midori was a woman bound and determined to turn her wife into a brainless, mindless mess...<br/><br/>"Eto! I suggest getting away from her!" Midori grunted loudly as she continued to 'violate' her wife with wild abandon. "This could bode poorly for ones so small!"<br/><br/>Indeed it could; a year of experimentation had indicated to Midori that her wife responded most extremely to a hard ass-fucking, to the point where it drew her completely out of her mind. However, now she was not allowed her release, meaning there was just a mind-shattering level of buildup without a let-down. Elektra was most assuredly struggling under the force of things, and in fact... was that the magical chain creaking?<br/><br/>Perhaps Midori might want to be faster! Midori in fact did so, jackhammering with all she had down into her wife - this time focusing on her own pleasure too - acutely aware of the fact that she was pretty sure her immensely-strong wife was literally struggling against the chains that bound her in an effort to get release. The chains - magically reinforced chains - seemed to be losing.<br/><br/>"Fuck fuck fuck!" Midori swore in Taldane, gritting her teeth as she swore she heard metal beginning to shear, wishing this wasn't her second or fifth nut of the day or whatever it was taking a bit longer.<br/><br/>But finally she met the precipice of her own pleasure, and in that instance she had barely enough awareness to undo the cockring's effects on Elektra, right again as she blew her load deep in her wife. However, it seemed perhaps that she had made a timing error - one she would not be aware of until later - as it seemed in fact that those two chains finally gave way, ripping from their magically enforced sockets and causing the inborn magic to 'fracture' and 'explode', busting as hard if  not harder than the two of them were now, blinding everyone with magical light (or perhaps that was just the overwhelming orgasms the two had going for them)...<br/><br/><hr/><br/>After what felt like emptying a lifetime of nut into that lovely, sizable ass, Midori finally began to come back to the mortal plane, blinking her eyes against the back of her wife, still balls-deep inside of her while her wife was face-down against the floor. Midori took a few moments to mentally collect herself, blinking and groaning, before pushing herself up onto her hands, then engaging her knees. She slowly slid her cock out of her cum-stupid wife's ass, it sliding free slowly and with not even a slurp from her, and Midori moved to get to her feet. Groaning and feeling like she was drunk off of the orgasm, she stretched again, popping her back, neck, and then pressing her tail against the ground, working her tailbone that was inexplicably sore, probably from when she was laying against Oswald before trying not to accidentally crush him.<br/><br/>It was still taking Midori a bit to realize her full situation, partly because she felt strangely sore all over. She rubbed her electrum-green scales to get at the impossibly-dense muscles underneath with her powerful fingers, running over the gold inlayed scrimshaw she'd done to every one of her glorious draconic scales, her golden, sovereign-style eyes were somewhat glazed and unfocused as she recollected herself, standing at her full height taller than most human men. She ran her hands over most of her powerful, toned body, monstrous muscles causing her scales to shimmer with each flex beneath their surface, focusing notably on her powerful stomach with healthily-visible eight-pack. She flexed her thick, powerful thighs, ass, and flicked her tail as long as she was tall about, clenched her bone-crushing hands, and rolled her large, powerful shoulders, back, and biceps as she worked things free and loose again. Jesus, you'd think she hadn't moved in a week, but she knew by her guests presence it'd been perhaps a minute since she'd blown her load in Elektra beneath her and...<br/><br/>...oh... right; Midori ran her clawless fingers over her cute, subdued horns on her head, her only horns for that matter as an ishtar dragon (though most assumed she was an unusual sovereign, if they assumed she was a dragon at all), and her sensual draconic lips quirked up at the side of her subdued muzzle, giving Oswald and the two slut-slaves a somewhat sheepish look.<br/><br/>"Eto..." Midori said, her cheeky tone doing little to conceal her sultry, naturally powerful and dommy tone to her voice, though it was a tad rough at the moment for some reason, like she hadn't used it in a while. "...I... believe I ow you a new set of dungeon equipment, Oswald-dono..."<br/><br/>Indeed, it seemed that Midori had caused her lovely wife to shatter the magical, wondrous item that was the sex equipment in her mind-blowing efforts. It was, it seemed, a poor decision and time to indulge... but she was sure her wife would not mind much. Sighing, Midori moved around her wife, her high-ankled, unclawed feet navigating her around her wife with the movement of a woman of power and poise, head held tall and high, before kneeling at her head and effortlessly rotating her several-hundred-pound wife onto her back, pulling her up so her head was resting on Midori's powerful thighs, her lightly-scaled balls and now-flaccid uncut draconic cock plopped gently atop the crown of her wife's noggin. Midori took a deep breath, sighed, and noted the distinct metallic ting of her wedding collar against her collar-bone - same type of collar as her wife had on - and gently smiled down at the woman below her, moving to stroke her head gently until she had regained her senses once more...