Renekton catches a fox

Ahri's heart beat wildly as she ran as fast as she could, her breathing wild as she her mind reeled. She didn't know what she could have done to upset the man, but now he was hunting her down, and she could only imagine the savage ways in which Renekton would subjugate her. Flashes of her imagination slide in and out of her mind, pinned down and forced to take his cock, raped from behind, tied down and made into a toy. She could feel a heat rise between her legs as she unconsciously slowed down, before finally tripping halfheartedly over her own feet, licking her lips as she heard the man approach. Silently draping the now-cooperative fox over his shoulder, Renekton trudged slowly and at his own pace, with not a word to the woman, and before long they were in one of Renekton's many houses, a shack in the middle of nowhere, and Ahri felt her heartbeat quicken as they entered, before feeling herself get placed gently onto his couch, the giant crocodile walking away silently for a moment before reappearing with a handmade dress, causing Ahri to look down and realize just how tattered her clothes had gotten. "I'll go get some tea ready" he muttered gently, before walking away again, the bewildered woman pursing her lips as he left the room. Frustration boiled up inside of her until her imagination swept her away again, the thought of him watching her strip down from a peephole somewhere was enough to drop all her clothes to the ground, she licked her lips again as he breathing picked up, imagining now the drugs he would put into her tea to keep her obedient, to let him take her as soon as he wanted. She could feel a wet sticky heat well up from between her legs and before she knew it she was waiting earnestly in Renekton's remarkably well sewn outfit, slightly tight across her bust and her hips, but obviously on purpose.
When he returned with their tea, he scowled lightly, seeing her nipples poke out lewdly through the cloth, and the wanton look in her eyes. "This is not the proper way for a lady to act." he grumbled, placing the tea down on the table between them. "This always happens you know, people hear the nickname 'butcher of the sands' and they think I'm some brute, but they all love my brother.. fucking Nasus, I'm cultured and civilized too, you know! I just.. I just have a lot of feelings.." he said with a sniffle, Ahri's expression sliding into a grimace as the beast poured his heart out to her.
'The rape and sexual servitude would have been better..' she complained to herself silently.