After he was done with Alanor, Alros turned towards the bound Zena, who still writhed, trying to get herself to a proper release. He soon take of the mouth gag as she panted for air before saying out loud.
"Do you want this?" his hand wrapped around his shaft, showing what 'this' is. Zena shyly nodded, ashamed yet aroused as he showed of his dick.
"Then beg for it," Zena hold her tongue. Begging is something she had never done before. As the one who lead the combatant of the witches population, even before their defeat and the destruction of their Dominion, she still had the greatest pride among all the elder witches.
"If you don't, I will save you for last," he threatened, "Maybe after I'm done with Ionin and Cedania would you come your mind." he said before walking away.
No sooner than five steps, he heard a mumble from her. "What thar, I can't hear you?" Which is a lie. As a Greater Demon, his sense is far superior to many.
