The Drawing of the Seed

In the Witch Queen’s chambers, on the eve of a great battle with a horde of demons, she summons her greatest general to work a powerful spell in the flickering firelight. “You are the strongest and bravest and wisest of all of my generals, and I am going to need your seed for this spell.” “Will you give it to me freely?” she asks in a voice full of arcane power. She bares her pointed, elven ears, her breasts, her trimmed bush, and her round ass to tempt her general, then lies back on her royal bed and spreads her legs. “Now come general. You’ll have to warm me up.” He gladly kneels and fingers her already wet pussy, first one, then two, then three, and finally four fingers and his thumb, bringing out moans gasps from his queen. He fingers her faster and harder, getting her close to orgasm – anything to please his liege. At last she brings herself to a thunderous orgasm with a great scream. On her knees, naked before her champion, she unsheathes his cock from his pants. “It looks like you’re ready for me,” she says before taking him in her mouth. She sucks him and cups his balls in a sloppy, enthusiastic blowjob until he is close, then mounts him, slowly taking his hard cock into her very wet, ready pussy. The Witch Queen rides her general and he thrusts back hungrily. Her powers are so great that she could get him off easily, but the potency of his seed grows with every thrust into her so she rides him at the edge of his orgasm, taking her pleasure from his hard cock. Finally, she is ready for her general’s seed and takes him from behind. “Fuck your seed into me. Imbue it with your energy and lead my armies to victory!” His thrusts get faster and harder until he cums inside her with a cry. “Get the goblet,” she orders him, and pushes the potent cum out of her pussy into a glass, then consumes its magical energy.