Ah, yes... couldn't imagine a half-giant being something to look at really.  Glad to see she was the more attractive one of the two; she'd be quite worried if she wasn't...<br/><br/>And so he lay there for a time, as she sat there on her knees with her boots in the fluid-y mess they had made, catching their breaths and Doxi finding out how much her pussy felt not only empty, but how her lips were a tad sore.  Damn, both sets of lips too... ah well, was at worst a minor nuance for her, and truly she'd had some far more brutal fuckings before than that, even if he was aggressive in his plundering of her privates.<br/><br/>"Glad you enjoyed it..." she said, reaching down to the tip of his dick and bending over, giving it a quick sucking to take care of cleaning him out of semen, at least in the shaft "Mmm... strong and healthy... just like you..."<br/><br/>But then she listened to his continuing admissions.  How he was so happy and felt so special at having taken her pussy, where many a man had freely taken her before on the occasions that she was 'working' at the temple.  It was as if he was worshiping a goddess, so greatful and devoted, even offering to devote his life to her, it would seem... or at least become her servant.  The devotion was... enticing... made her feel all warm and fuzzy inside... how could she say no to such an offer?<br/><br/>"Oh, I suspect that sometime in the future you'll get to have my pussy again.  And I also suspect that the next time we have one of these sessions between us - and believe me there will be more - that I'll be the one pounding into<em>you</em>.  Maybe even with an audience... would you like others watching me deflower your virgin asshole?  Oh, and I think I have something for you..."<br/><br/>sliding over to the side of the bed to reach the nearby trunk with a stretch (she still didn't trust her legs to keep her standing long enough to make it to the trunk, let alone get her back), she dug around quickly and pulled out... a leash and collar, a bit less 'fancy' than the ones she'd used on the girls before in the playroom at Blackpeak, but a collar nonetheless.  Removing the leash, what was left was the comfortably lined leather of the collar with a big metal ring securely fastened to the front, big enough to fit two fingers through with ease.  Working back to the bed, she straddled Marek (likely to his surprise) and deftly fastened the collar around his neck - not too tight but tight enough - and gave it a quick tug to make sure it was secure.  It was, of course, and she rolled off onto her back on the bed then, sighing and smiling.<br/><br/>"There,<em>now</em>you're officially my servant." she declared "Hope you like my gift to you.  Now I hate to cut this short, but I<em>really</em>need a nap now, and you should get back to work... oh, and by my order, if Gondrith approaches you with a sexual request, you are to deny her, and if she asks why, tell her to come talk to me, understood?  And... if anyone wants to play with your ass outside of a finger reacharound, you will deny them too; I've decided I will be the one to deflower you so.  Is everything clear?  Are you good to go and work after what you just did to my pussy?"