For Power or for Lust ~

[katalynn]

Lorica ~

The naked puppet came at me in full speed, knocking me to the floor. We rolled around for moments before she put me in an arm lock, pushing my arms further up my back painfully. Listened to his words and just as quickly understanding what he was saying. Wanting me to become his slave....... HIS SLAVE......

"How do I know that mirror speaks the truth and it's not just some image? I am a princess, not a slave... I am no servant."

My stare became hatred for him, when he lifted my chin to look at him, all he saw was pure hate. Shaking hard with so much fear and anger.

"I will not give her my clothes... Least what I have on now... She is more than capable of wearing a robe till it gets to my room............ You leave me no choice."

Wasn't going to make it for me to give that thing the dress off my back. I didn't care, I wasn't about to undress for this man. I'll serve him, but I will remained dressed.

"Why are you doing this to me? I have nothing to offer you, no kingdom, no lands. I have nothing. What is it you want from me and why?"

Sharp words pierced the air, if possible, throwing daggers at him with her stare.

 

[BadForm]

Hersteller der Dirnen

My eyebrow cocked as I listened to her response. She was stronger than some of the nobles who now served me as sluts, and certainly stronger than I had imagined. It would be fun breaking her. For a moment, I considered taking the threat further, telling her that I did not want to arouse suspicion by having her apparently return in different clothes, and that if she were not to agree I would have her brother killed. The truth was, I wanted her surrender and could readily create duplicate clothes magically. But for now, I decided, I would hold off on the ultimate threat... perhaps simply so that I could make her watch him die when she finally was my slave.

I waved a hand and conjured appropriate garments for my creation, then sent her off to serve her purpose in the castle. Meanwhile, I decided, it was time to show the princess where her future lay.

"Follow me," I said, walking past her to the stairs. "Do not attack me. I already told you that the goblins will kill your brother once they are finished with him unless I command them otherwise."

I heard her footsteps behind me as I walked down towards my lowest dungeon, the one where my trusted slaves were allowed their freedom and required to perform personal sexual acts to keep the level of magic raised while I was absent.

"Princess," I said, "I do not want your lands, I already have them. I do not want your money, I have all the money I could need... However, you have other things."

I put my hand on the door to the dungeon and paused.

"Do you remember the Dutchess Putain? I believe you dined with her just two weeks ago. How about the Lady Unschuld and Baroness Reinheit? Well, despite your recent meetings with them, you may no longer be surprised to know you met with my creations and not the real ladies."

I opened the door to reveal the dungeon beyond. Lying on one table was the Lady Unschuld. The Baroness stood behind her, flagelating her with a cane. In the distance of the room, four other noble women were attending to various forms of sexual deviance. But as soon as I stepped within, my seventh slave, and prior to the Princess, my favorite, sped towards me on all fours and immediately reached under my robes to begin licking and sucking me.

"As I say, princess... there are other things you have that interest me."

 

[katalynn]

Lorica ~


I followed with anger, balled up fists that were ready to fight back if he tried anything. He was using her brother and she didn't like it, for all she knew he was already dead and these were just tricks. Didn't know what to do, wanted to run, but couldn't, wanted to scream, but was afraid, wanted to punch the living hell out of this man, but wasn't strong enough to do anything.

"What makes you think I'll become your slave and not kill myself? If I am dead, I will not care if my brother lives or dies. Least in the other world we will be safe."

We had stopped at he door he opened it slowly. What I saw inside only made me sick. Never seeing such things, never wanting to see such things. And to think he wanted me ... ME .. to become one of his puppets.

"No.... I can't... I won't.... You have all of them, why do you want me? I know nothing about that.... that... "

I couldn't even find the words to speak about such things. Though, it was slightly arousing to see and hear all the writhing and moaning, felt slight tingle creep up between my legs. Instead of admitting it, fell to my knees and putting my head in my hands to block out the sight. Not wanting to see anymore. Cept, the visions wouldn't leave.

"You don't need me if you have them. They will fill your every need. I'll never do what she is doing."

Referring to the girl that started sucking him off, even that sadly aroused her. She kept her eyes closed and stayed on her knees, trying to fight back the tears.

 

[BadForm]

Hersteller der Dirnen

"You don't need me if you have them. They will fill your every need. I'll never do what she is doing."

The princess's glace told me everything I needed to know. She wanted to do what this woman was doing, but she had been trained to believe it was wrong. Not only wrong, but sick, immoral, probably even sinful. In time she would learn.

"Princess," I said. "Do you not see how the Duchess enjoys her servitude? I did not tell her to suck me, she did it because she wants to. See how she cannot decide whether to keep her eyes open or closed, whether to watch what she is doing or concentrate on the taste, touch and smell that sight usually robs her of? Do you not believe me? Fine... let me prove it."

I pulled back from the Duchess's mouth and held her back as she reached forward to take me again.

"Slave," I said, and she looked up at me. "The princess thinks you can't be enjoying yourself. Perhaps she is right. I will have your clothes returned to you and you may leave."

A look of horror crossed her face and she opened her mouth to beg me to let her stay. A raised finger made her remain silent and instead she cast a momentary glance of anger at the princess before returning her pleading eyes to me.

"It seems you are wrong, princess," I said. "She enjoys this. Indeed they all do, as I believe you will come to over time. She has been liberated from the struggles of running her duchy and now only needs satisfy me, which she does eagerly."

I pointed down to the hardened cock which protruded from my parted robes.

"Resume if you wish," I said, and the duchess eagerly began to suck me again.

"As to the other things you have said... do you really believe you would let your brother die when you have every chance to let him live? I had thought you a more loving sister than that when you rode out so eagerly to find him. Of course, it could simply be that you feel the mirror could be a lie... an intelligent guess but wrong. Let me show you."

I waved my hands through the air, circling over myself, the duchess and the princess. At once the tower vanished to be replaced by the filth of the goblin chieftainess's hut. The goblin woman who had been there earlier had been called from the hut, which left us alone with him. He turned his gaze to see who had arrived, gasping in fear as he saw me and not, at first, recognizing his sister.

"Do not fear, prince," I said. "I have brought you a visitor..."

He turned slighty and his eyes grew wide as he saw his sister standing beside me.

"Lorica?" he croaked.

 

[katalynn]

Lorica ~

I stayed on my knees trying to keep my eyes closed, she did look like she was enjoying herself. And the little scene she put up when he told her to get dressed and leave, told me she really was likeing that.... But why? It's so degrading her, calling her slave and she obeys? This is not the way it's supose to be.

"Fine she maybe enjoying it, but you.... you look as if your bored. You have been so set with me, your acting as if she doesn't exsist. Why would I wish to be treated such as that."

Looked back into the room, standing to her feet now;

"And most of all why would I want to be treated as the last, all of them are before me. If ........... I became like them, I would always be last."

Although my questions seemed reasonable, they were out starting to sound more curious. He could tell I was begining to show some interest, very little, but it was there. Lowered my head and closed my eyes, forcing everything out. Was starting to get upset that it wouldn't leave my visions.
Only thing that opened my eyes was the sudden change in the room, it was dark, cold and gloomy. He was speaking of my disbelief in the mirror.

Opened my eyes to see Garrett lying there on the cold floor.

"He's going to die of sickness........ Please take him away from here.... I ......"

Ran to Garrett, wishing I had something to cover him up with. Without thinking I started to untie his binds, not caring what would happen to me. Looked up into the wizards eyes, the girl still sucking on him. Back to Garrett, they both could see what I was going to go do. Garrett started to plea with me, telling me that his life was over and I should just save myself.

"If I go with you..... to ..."

Couldn't bring myself to say it, keep my eyes locked with Garretts as the tears began to fall.

"Will you take him from this place and set him free if I give myself to you..... Whether I am last and you grow tired of me.... I.... The only way I will serve you is if you let him go."

 

[BadForm]

Dutchess Putain

My master felt so good in my mouth. Hard and erect, he pressed at the back of my throat in his power. I lapped my tongue around his cock and only half paid attention to what he was saying to the Princess Slut.

HER words entertained me though as she denied her own cravings. To hear her speak, it sounded like she was some kind of slut. And, as I eased back to lick the glistening head of my master's dick, I agreed with her. I was a slut, and proud of it. I only regretted that I had not learned what it felt like much earlier in life.

With my head buried in my master's robe, I barely realised we had travelled to another place. Only to different sensation of the floor, replacing swept boards with dirt and bones, told me. I wondered briefly where we were, having missed the conversation about her brother through concentration. It was a curiosity I quickly dismissed. This was where my master wished to be.

Then, as I heard the new voice, the wounded male, and Princess Slut's responses to him, I knew. This was part of her capture.

"If I go with you..... to ..." Princess Slut's voice trembled, and I shook my own head slightly. I was my master's chosen. I, not she, had the right to be his most treasured slave, the one who most frequently had the right to feel his dominance in all its forms. I

"Will you take him from this place and set him free if I give myself to you..... Whether I am last and you grow tired of me.... I.... The only way I will serve you is if you let him go." She continued and I pulled my head back briefly to look at her.

She was weeping, ashamed of her natural desires. She had also accepted that she would have no option but to go through with this if she wished her brother to be saved, that was.

"Prove yourself," said my Master's voice, his soft tones belying the demanding, inescapable nature of his will. "I have seen you do nothing to make me believe you are willing to by my slave, Princess. Prove yourself, then we shall all return to my tower. I will have your brother tended by my slaves until he is healthy and then will have him set free with only minor modifications to his memory such that he will see my creation as you."

With a tear of desperation in my eye, I thrust my head back down to suck hard on my master's cock and felt him jerk pleasantly in response. I took my right hand and cupped his balls, rolling them gently to add to the pleasure he was feeling. With my left, I began to massage his ass and probe into his anus as I knew he liked. That blocked most avenues through which she could do anything to prove herself. Most, but not all, for as I remembered from my own experience, all he demanded at first was compliant nudity.

Be stupid, I prayed silently. Be so stupid that he abandons you here, that he kills you even. Don't take my place at his feet!

I so wanted to voice those thoughts, but knew them to be wrong. What my master wanted was always right for he was my master. And just as I had replaced the Baroness as his most favored slave, if he chose the princess to replace me, that would be his choice to make. As I waited, as I suckled and pleased my master, I prayed it would not be the last time I had this chance. And I hated her then.

 

[katalynn]

Lorica ~

Garrett wrapped his arms around me as if to protect me from my descion. I felt the hate from the girl that was at his feet, I didn't care though, he acted as if he was bored with her. Then who was I to say anything of it. I didn't like his offer, of my brother only being seen by that puppet he made. I was to never see Garrett again is what this was coming to.

"I......... I don't know how to prove myself...."

One way I thought was to push her aside and attemp to do what she was doing, though, that was her place right now. She was upset about my presence and I felt it, she must have done something, for a moment there he grunted slightly in pleasure.
Then something came to mind, only real way to prove my submission, which the very thought disgusted me, was to remove my dress as he wanted me to do earlier. But this place, it was filthy, smelled horrible and was cold.

Instead of resisting, for now anyway, only doing this to get Garrett out of here. After I know he is safe I'll figure some way of escaping. Stood up from my brothers arms, tears streming down my cheeks with my lowered in shame and disgust. Started to take off the dress, letting it caress my body as it fell to the ground.

 

[BadForm]

Hersteller der Dirnen

I enjoyed the feel of the Duchess mouth on me, her hands playing their part in the arousal, and I let it build the power of magic back up inside me as I watched to see what the princess would do. I was unsuprised so see her brother try to hold her, try to deny what she was agreeing to. He was weak, in the way of most men. He could never realize how much some women yearned for a master's caress - his sister more than most. I played, for a second, with pairing the two of them later. I doubted, however, that she could ever be broken to that extent.



"I......... I don't know how to prove myself...." she said, her eyes flickering to the hidden duchess within my robes.

I watched as she came to her decision as to what she could do. She was wise not to disturb the duchess, I had not given her permission to assault another slave. And, eventually, she realized the state I kept all my slaves in - naked and ready.

Her beautiful form came into vision before my eyes, making my cock thicken slightly in the duchess's mouth. I heard the duchess gasp slightly, though I did not care whether it was annoyance that the princess had excited me so or passion that my length evoked in her. Likely it was both and those feelings were her right. When the princess was fully naked, I spoke.

"Very well, princess," I said. "You are accepting your position as my sexual slave?"

She nodded, her eyes closed.

"Keep your eyes open," I chided, "and look at me."

She raised her gaze and I could see that she was biting on her cheek to suppress the overwhelming emotions she was feeling. With that I pulled back from the duchess's mouth and beckoned the princess to me.

"For now, slave, it is enough that you get used to your nakedness. You will never wear clothes again and I wish you to be comfortable with that."

I lowered my hand to raise the chin of the duchess so she faced me.

"Slave, dispose of those... rags," I said, indicating the princess's discarded dress and undergarments. "And then pick up the prince. We are returning home."

Without a word, the duchess did as commanded. She took the clothes in her hands and carried them to the cooking fire, dropping them on top to burn. Then she walked over to the prince and, staggering somewhat as he resisted her at first, lifted him into her arms. He was larger than her, and certainly the burden was difficult for her to bear, but she showed no sign of the pain doing so must be causing her.

"See what awaits you, princess," I said, stroking Lorica's fine hair. "I train all my slaves to strength and discipline. The duchess was a fine example anyway, but even she could never have so readily lifted a man before I made her what she is. You will prosper under my guidance, princess. You will become the powerful and submissive slut your subconscious always knew you were. Now, lets return."

With that, I waved my hand in another arc that circled all of us and the goblin hut was, once more, replaced by the stone of the castle dungeon.

 

[katalynn]

Stood there with my head and eyes lowered, not wanting to look up. All I wanted to do was cover up again, but faught to keep my arms down. Even when he told me to look up and keep my eyes open, that took me a few moments, even longer when he told me to step towards him. When he looked in my eyes he saw the fear, saw that there still was resistance with in them. I hated the thought of becoming a slave, least of all into the type of slave I knew nothing about. Most of all hated the thought of being last in the line of his slaves.

"How will I know you won't sell me?"

Lowered my eyes my head and eyes again, wishing this wasn't happening to me. I didn't care about the fact that she was strong enough to lift Garrett, or anything about her for that matter. All I cared about was me right then. Already making myself go numb to what is happening. Wasn't going to enjoy any of this, wasn't going to show any emotion for as long as I can help it.

"I don't know what to do, nor do I care about what she or the others have become. This isn't my wish, I'm only doing this because you leave me with no other choice."

Pushed back any further words or any sign of emotions. Refused to let myself become like that, fighting with my own body as it was slightly becoming aroused from the coldness and not being dressed. That to, I hid the emotions of. Stood there quietly waiting to see what was going to happen next, keeping my eyes closed and head lowered.

 

[BadForm]

Hersteller der Dirnen

I pretended to ignore the princess's comments as we arrived back in the dungeon and instead gave commands to secure the prince on her bed and make certain he was well tended.

"Bear in mind, slave," I said, "If he does not recover - worse, if he is harmed - it will be in your care and on your responsibility."

She glanced once at the princess and then back to me. "Yes, master," she said. "Thank you."

With that, she strode over to her bed, and placed the prince on it. She did not bind him, at least in any way that could be seen, but as she ran her hands over the headboard, a shimmering glow surrounded the bed that was obviously a magical field. Then she began to tend him, delicately wiping his wounds with a cloth and water she had beside the bed.

"Come with me," I said to the princess and walked from the room.

Shortly, we came to my bedroom again and as I closed the door, I turned to face her. It was all I could do not to reach out and touch her, pull her to me and take her, but that would wait for later. For now, there were things that had to be said, ways of mine that had to be explained... misconceptions that had to be laid to rest.

"Princess," I said. "I enjoy women, and I will never deny it. I enjoy their screams of pain and their cries of ecstasy, but my ownership of slaves is far more important than that. You see, the most powerful of wizards know that magic flows from the different forms of the lands, but that its most potent source is sex. And so, as you may now guess, I have never and I will never sell a slave. To do so would deny me power."

I thought of the other things she had said.

"As to your fears about you being last of my slaves, I should tell you that the duchess is jealous because she knows you will be the first. You are beautiful, very beautiful. The truth is, princess, I wish to take you right this second and enjoy your body in all the ways I know how. But you are not ready for that yet and that brings me to the first rules of this place."

I saw a slight inquisitiveness in her hidden face, no doubt just trying to work out what in the rules posed her danger and what might give her a chance to escape.

"You are a new slave, and as such must get used to life here. For the first two weeks your duties here will be light and they will not involve me savoring your sexuality. Of course, if you wish to experience sex you may demand one of my other slaves show you pleasure and they will comply. During this time you may also ask any question of me or any of my other slaves, and do not worry, they will know to answer it. I do this to help you grow accustomed to your new life, and to learn how my tower works. You will sleep within my bedroom and most of your time will be spent in my company, but I will ensure you have time enough to visit your brother so that you can keep up on his recovery."

I reached out briefly and brushed her hair away from her face.

"Princess, it is time for your first duty. I will be retiring to sleep within the hour, yet my bed is cold. Lie down in it and cover yourself to warm it for me. I will tell you when to get out."

 

[katalynn]

Lorica ~

Followed him silence as I looked back to see Garrett being taken care of now. Only to keep my head low as I walked by my new masters side. Once in the room and he had closed the door, even though his words brought slight comfort to me, started to shiver from where I stood.

"I do not know if I can grow accustomed to this, let alone, if I was to seek it, let alone seek pleasure from another female. Whether what you say about me taking the place of your first is true or not, is not for me to say."

Wanted to believe him about not selling me, but I didn't know this side of the wizards either so it may have been true. I didn't care though, not anymore. All that mattered now was that Garrett was safe and for the most part, so was I.

"I do not like this, that I can not deny. If you do not think I am ready, then I shall wait till you think I am. I will not get pleasure from being here, so seeking it from another will not help how I feel."

Forced myself to not cringe from his touch, even it was just my hair. Another set of shivers coursed through me, causing my body to tense, nipples to harden making them seem like they were begging for attention, pleading for his touch.

Regardless of his fingers still in my hair, the second he commanded me to warm his bed, I walked off to do so. Not speaking anymore. Was curious as to where I would go when it comes time for him to tell me to get out, for now it wasn't the one thought I had.

Upon reaching the bed slid the silk comforters back and slid under them onto silk sheets. It felt so wonderful to lay down, to be covered up. Curled into a ball, in the middle of the bed, and silently began to cry at what my future here meant. Afraid I would become like those other girls.

 

[BadForm]

Hersteller der Dirnen

I listened to her sobs as I sat at my desk and poured over the map before me. It showed my lands, and the others around it. We wizards were becoming a more and more important force in governing the lands, as was right, but there were still many that operated as free-kingdoms rather than as vassals to us. Generally, these kingdoms were the most vicious and warring of all, if only because when lands were united under one ruler it paid the individual vassal monarchs well to cooperate.

My lands were sizeable and increasing. I had 12 regions under my governance now, and was grateful that they covered vastly different areas as this provided me with rich resources to supply nine of the distinct forms of mana for my power. With the addition of Coinneach's lands, a kingdom largely made of plains, I would be able to improve my abilities with the spells of majesty and profit. Having Lorica as my slave would only improve that.

But there were threats. The most obvious of these was the growing threat of the wizard Escalviceme, the one female among the wizard conclave. She was a power rising more rapidly than any other in the lands and showed she had few morals, especially when dealing with her wizard brothers. She had recently assaulted and captured the lands of Vittima, the weakest wizard in the conclave, adding his two lands to her six and taking him as her slave. Now she bordered my lands and I knew that the time would soon come when she would try to take me.

Before then, however, there was the issue of the snowlands to the North. There the barbarian king Aufruhrer was leading a very warlike nation indeed. He had no concept of just what he risked as he led more and more raids into northern Fenwick and Midmontan. His cold and icy realms would add well to my own powers, bringing the magic of sleep to me. I began to write my thoughts in my journal, tracking the possibilities of conquest with my hand. As always, there were myriad ways in which my slaves would help me there.

Finally, made sleepy by the considerations and exertions of the day, I decided to take to my bed.

"Princess," I said, walking across to her. "I wish to sleep. I need my bed now, but first, I wish you to undress me."

That would be a test for her and I could see the fear and shame in her eyes as she considered what else I may do to her.

"I have never lied to you. I will never tell you a direct lie, Princess," I said. "I will not say that I will never mislead - but there will always be truth. Think: I told you that your brother's loss was terrible news - and indeed it was, for you; I told you that the location spell required your fluids - and indeed it did for without them I refused to cast it. Both were true in their way, as is everything I tell my slaves. So when I tell you that I will not savor your sexuality while you are a new slave, I am telling the truth. My demand is simple: undress me - I wish to retire for the night."

 

[katalynn]

Lorica ~

I had cried myself to sleep by the time he came to me. The dreams were hardly pleasant. Everything he had showed me, my submission only brought fear and anger. Garrett laying on that to only god knows what if he was to stay there, and worse, of what wil become of me if I stay here, stay being a slave.

Dreamt of escaping, Garrett and I escaping and finding our own lands and starting over. Yes, he was my brother, but we have grown to love eachother more than that. We had planned on staying within the family, I'd become his Queen. We didn't want to be with any other, it didn't feel right. Only reason it is not like that now is because, our fathers lands had been taken over and we have nothing to start with. And now, now I was to be a slave to the one person I fear. Though..................

Barely heard his voice when he asked me to get out, then the voice continued and I wok up with fear as the last of his words, wanting me to undress him. I didn't want to leave the bed, that would mean getting cold all over again and being out in the open.
I didn't speak though, even with him telling me all he had said was not of lies, that I didn't believe. It didn't matter now anyway.

The second I got out of bed to start undressing him, the shivers coursed me with maddness. I didn't want to touch him, at the same time I was to tired to resist anymore tonight. Stepped up behind him to take off his outter robe, slowly sliding it off his shoulders and taking to a nearby chair, and placing it nicely over the back.

Had this look in my eyes, as if I wanted to ask something, yet, was afraid of speaking it. Walked back to him to take his main robe off, the same way from the back. Barely touching his naked skin, mostly from never touching another person in such ways. I placed the heavy, black robe in the same fashion. For I didn't know where else to put them for now.

Hesistated when it was just his shoes left, meant I had to kneel down at his feet. With this I finally spoke, for I needed to know before he retires. I knelt before him taking off his shoes;

"I don't know where you wish me to sleep, but to be honest, if it means anything that is, I don't wish to be alone tonight...I'm scared.... master.."

My words were faltering, indicating that I wished to stay in his bed... Even stay with him. I had to fight this fear of him, and learn to trust him some how. Sadly this was the only way I knew how, also I really didn't want to be alone.

Finished taking his shoes off, placing them where I saw another pair slightly under the bed. I stayed kneeled at his feet, till he told me where to go.

 

[BadForm]

Hersteller der Dirnen

I looked at her as she knelt before me and smiled. This was her first act of submission. Her compliance so far had been at my demand, obeyed simply to secure a benefit for herself or her brother. I had not demanded she remain kneeling however, and yet she did, awaiting my command as though it were natural to her. I lay my hand on her head to soothe her.

"This is good, slave," I said. "You retain your submission without demand and when instructed, you work quickly and efficiently. You will be a treasure when you are truly develloped into submissiveness."

I felt her shudder slightly, and chose not to invade her mind to determine the reason. It was her right to be ashamed, it was her right to be afraid, and it was her right to be aroused. Whatever the cause, she did not act on her own feelings but awaited my response.

"You confess your fear and that is good. The time that you are a new slave is a time of coming to know one another. In time you will not need to tell me, and I will choose whether your feelings are important, but for now you do well to speak."

I caressed her hair, running my fingers gently over her scalp as though petting a cat.

"As to where you will sleep. You will sleep here, in my bedroom... if, that is, you choose to sleep. My bed is large, and you may feel free to share it if you so desire. Else there are chairs, there is the floor, you may clear my maps from the table. Wherever you wish to be, you will remain in this room. But do not try to harm me, or to escape. There are spells of protection in this room. The door and window will not open for you. And all items have spells of intent detection such that they may dissipate if you try to use them for harm."

I turned towards the bed and pulled back the sheets. Sitting down I swivelled around and then slid below them. Her warmth and her scent permeated the bedding, making me grow once more erect as I let my mind imagine the many ways she would come to serve me in time. I did not know what she was doing as I drifted rapidly to sleep, my mind rampant with images of me taking her three virginities.

 

[katalynn]

Lorica ~

His stroking through my hair was the most comforting thing I felt this whole time. Even arousing, despite all that, still shivered mostly from being cold once again. Wasn't really cold in the room, just couldn't stop shivering.

Stayed kneeling when he went to the bed, his words burned deeply. Yes, so I can sleep anywhere I chose to, but that's how an animal or other slaves would sleep. On the floor, on tables, where ever they see fit. Wasn't ready to sleep in the same bed with him either, though it seemed to be the only place I really wanted to be.

Faught and screamed at my own body to get up and move, it took a good few moments before I stood up, walking slowly to the other as to not wake him up and slid into the sheets beside him. Another few moments that seemed like forever before I curled up in his arms. Despite everything he has done to me and Garrett, he was the only comfort I had right now. Oddly enough, it felt good to be in his arms.


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Garrett moaned at the Duchess' touch while she placed him in the bed and started cleaning him off. He was weak, tired and very sore, yet, her touch was comforting. Unwelcome, but comforting none the less.

He tried to resist, though his muscles wouldn't listen to what his mind wanted, instead he moaned and rolled over trying to ignore her touch, no matter how good it may have felt.

 

[BadForm]

Duchess Putain

He tried to struggle away from me, but I had other ideas. I needed the prince's help and I knew how I could get it. After all, there was one way to ensure any man's promise, although I would have to ensure my master did not find out.

"No, Prince," I crooned, bowing to kiss his face once more. "there are pleasures I insist you sample... as part of your healing."

I urged him onto his back and began to kiss down his body, tasting the dirt still left behind after washing. I did not care, in my time here I had learned to lick the floor to please my master when he sought to tap the darkest of my swampland powers, a little dirt was merely a pleasant condiment to the taste of sweat and manhood.

He moaned softly but still tried to push me away. I could not guess what his protest was, most would welcome the expert caresses of a beautiful and highborn woman. Perhaps he was simply worn down. Or perhaps, I thought as an image of the interloper princess formed in my mind, the royal siblings were far less innocent than they pretended.

"Hush, Your Highness," I said smoothly. "This is a magic place and the most powerful of magics are sexual, my master has taught me that. And in order to heal you successfully, I am going to need to tap those magics."

I bowed my head to his stomach and kissed lower, seeing to my satisfaction that his cock was rising to meet my ministrations. This would be simpler than I had hoped.

 

[katalynn]

Garrett kept trying to push her away, though, her touch and his weakness, she was winning this battle. He knew it, even with what she was, she had a touch of an angel it seemed. She knew just where to touch, where to kiss. It was almost to much to for him.

"Please... I just need rest, I will be fine without this... this .. magic. of yours..."

Garrett tried to plea with her, yet his body wanted more. She was much better than those goblins that he couldn't deny. But this wasn't right, she wasn't right.

"No, this is all wrong.. I can't do this.."

He rolled back over, resisting her again. Granted his hardness was much more than he could bare, the throbbing was intense and he did want her to continue. Though.... his mind was else where, was on how to free Lorica from this awful place.

He had to resist this beauty, despite of what his sister is made to do, his love belonged to her. He gripped the pillow in his resistance, trying to push a side of what this maiden was doing. She may get punished for his resistance, he couldn't deny that would hurt him to see a beauty like this punished, but again, it wasn't his concern. She can see the mixed feeling in his eyes each time he looked at her. The time he was with the goblins had ruined him somehow and she had to work with whatever they did to him emotionally.

 

[BadForm]

Duchess Putain

She lifted from him as he struggled against her and looked into his face. He was a man, wasn't he? Why would he resist her so? Memories of her husband came back to her: his stength and power paired with a very fixed idea that sex occurred only between man and wife and only in the missionary position. It was so hard for her to remeber sometimes how the wizard was a man among men, and how she had changed in the months she had lived as his slave. Could it be that the prince was the same and, if so, a virgin?

"It's all right, sweet prince," she said, raising to kneel by his face and caress his cheek. "There is no shame here. Whatever you were taught, there is a purity to the sexual acts that is magical."

He still barely seemed to be listening to her, let alone believing her. She kissed him softly on the forehead and stroked his hair.

"Your Highness, you will not hurt me. You will not shame me, this is my choice. And... don't worry I am not a goblin. I know there ways and they do not know how to please a man. Turn over, Your Highness, let me show you."

She ran her hand down along his abdomen as he considered how to respond.

 

[katalynn]

Garrett ~

Garrett rolled over reluctantly, looking into the strangers, yet wasn't a complete stranger. He knew her, least of her. He closed his eyes breathing in deeply trying to think of other things. But her touch was nothing like he felt before. Garrett has been with a few women, none of which felt right then either, yet, he couldn't resist much longer.

"I know your no goblin, its just been a long time since I felt the touch of another women."

Kept his eyes closed wishing she was someone else, slowly his fingers ran through her hair as he began to moan. Moving to her touch.

"Its just been to long..... and I don't wish you to get punished..."

Garrett couldn't believe how good she felt, if the wizard taught her this, he couldn't imagine what his sister would become. Things he would have never thought about of course, but now, now he couldn't help but wonder. Then again, he couldn't help wonder if he would ever see her again to find out.

 

[BadForm]

Duchess Putain

"Shhhh..." she whispered as she kissed him again. "Just accept this... it is what I am for... now..."

With that she began to kiss down his body, gently suckling on each nipple as she reached his sturdy chest. She let her fingers run down his body to find his cock, and smiled against him as she felt its hard form against her soft flesh. She could use this... she could use his desires to achieve what she needed.

Duchess Putain slowly began to work her way down the prince's abdomen, nibbling the hairs on his flesh, not painfully but enough that the slight pull would arouse him further. Then she carried on, kissing down across his pubis and running her tongue around the base of his erection.

Her lips found his scrotum, and she opened wide to take one of his pendulous balls into her mouth, savoring its roundness against her exploring tongue. She dwelt there only a minute before moving to the other and then back up to swallow his cock deeply into her throat.

As she felt him harden further, she felt the energies begin to flow through her ever-moving hands into his body. She was a lady of the swamps, her innate power was to be a vessel for the magics of decay, which was why the wizard had taught her only a spell of healing. As with each of his slaves, they were taught one spell, from a field they could never control well. That way, even were they to attempt to rebel, their magics would never be powerful enough to do so. Not, she thought, that she would ever want to.

There was one thing she wanted however. One thing she needed.

She raised her head from the prince's cock, a string of precum running from her mouth.

"You have to get her out of here, Your Highness... before it's too late. You have to get the Princess Lorica away before... before the wizard turns her into one of us. Look about you? Can't you see what we have become? See how we debase ourselves..."

She pointed around the dungeon to where other slaves still worked on each other. From two enjoying a sixty-nine, to two others that were severely whipping a third, the room was full of the forms of sexuality.

"Get her to run, Your Highness... it's her only chance..."

 

[katalynn]

Garrett gripped her hair with so much lust and appreciation of what she was doing. He wasn't sure if it was the powers she was talking about, or just pure lust and need. Though, he did feel something he couldn't deny.

She pulled up to speak and he whimpered for he was so close, when she pointed out to the others around, he couldn't help but get even more aroused. Also, he didn't want his sister to become like that, this wasn't for her, not meant to be her life.
Garrett was writhin beneath her, letting go of her hair while he panted out heavily.

"I am not so sure she can, even then I am unsure if she will for worry of me. Also, how am I to know if I will ever see her again? He may have something that if she does try to leave, it will either kill her, or hurt her."

She had set new thoughts into his mind, the sights around him wasn't helping his need, her words didn't comfort his thoughts about Lorica. Course he wanted to get her out of here, she didn't belong here. Garrett cursed himself for letting her do this because of him, Lorica was to kind to be turned into........ into this..

"I do not know if it is possible to get her out of here, if I did, where would I take her that he wouldn't follow...."

 

[BadForm]

Duchess Putain

I kept running my hand over his erect manhood as I thought quickly, trying to come up with a solution he would at least think was worth trying. I had to get her out of here, and the sooner the better - at least before my master selected her over me as his favored slave... I would not lose that position for anything.

"There are other wizards," I said eventually. "There is a female wizard, Escalviceme, whose lands border the wizards. You could flee to there and seek sanctuary. Being a woman, she has mostly male slaves. The princess would be safe with her. And there are lands outside the control of the wizards entirely. You could flee to one of them if you feel unsafe with the wizards."

I bent to kiss his cock and suckle it a moment, using my fingers to cut his impending orgasm so his pleasure could rise to a higher plateau.

"But you must get her away from here, Your Highness. I know you will see her this week - most likely tomorrow. The wizard always allows his slaves some time to adjust and keeps but a loose reign on them. You must make her leave before this week is over, before the wizard ensnares her fully."

I gave him a long and deliberate lick.

"Or do you want her to be doing this? To him? To you? To strangers?? Yes, Prince - at times he has used us as favors for honored guests. That will be her place if you do not make her leave."

I nuzzled against him, breathing on the helm of his cock and tasting his leaking precum. He had to agree, I would make him.

 

[katalynn]

Garrett ~

His breathing was heavy, her words were barely heard as she kept him on the edge. Spreaded his legs a bit more for her, lightly bucking for her to continue. Instead she kept talking, she would continue inbetween words, but at the moment wasn't good enough. He couldn't keep his eyes off her between his legs, nor the other females in the room. Garretts' mind was clouded with more lust than he has ever known.

Damn if only I knew these wizards had it so good!

Was at the top of his thoughts, not like he could ever compare or become a wizard now. Then she started talking about Lorica, HIS Lorica, becoming like her. Like these other girls, pleasuring other men, possibly other females. For as much as the thought itself was arousing, it wasn't right. It wasn't the way sister, his love, would want to be.

"No-o-o-o-o I don't wish for her to become like this. You feel so incredible, whether she can compare or not... I only want her to be with me, no other...... From one wizard to another, so what your saying is no matter, one of us will become a god for saken slave?"

He started to tremble at what she was doing, so close, so very close to releasing. Gripped at the pillows trying to hold back even longer, giving her control of when she wanted him to release.

"If we go this female wizard, Lorica will be safe, but what are the chances for me? Granted I would rather become a slave to anything other than goblins, but, to be a slave...... m-m-m-m-m"

It would be worth a try, anything to get Lorica out of this. He would have to work fast for obivious reasons, he knew her curousity would make her weak. She had a strong will, yet, she was as curious as a kitten. Garrett didn't know the reasons why this mistress wanted Lorica away, but he wasn't going to complain.

"Damn I need to release..... can't hold it much longer...... please... tell more of this place... tell me what you can and I will see what I can do...."

 

[BadForm]

Duchess Putain

He was close, so close, but I needed certainty. I needed to know he was going to try to run with her. They might make it, though I doubted it, but if she failed my master would be so angry she would never become his favored slave.

Maybe I could use his own words against him.

"What kind of brother are you?" I said with as nasty a tone as I could manage. "You would rather see your sister as a definite slave than take a risk of you becoming one?"

I held his cock more tightly in my hand and squeezed.

"Promise me you will get her out of here. Tomorrow if you get the chance! This is our Princess... this is your sister!"

I relaxed my grip enough to make it pleasurable once more and dipped to take the head of his cock back into my warm mouth. He felt good and I let those feelings flow over me so I could concentrate on bringing him back to the brink. Then, once I felt him shudder, I squeezed his orgasm away once more.

"Promise me, Your Highness... I have learned a lot. I can prolong this sweet pain all day."

 

[katalynn]

Garrett ~

He hissed at what the seductress was doing, he had to release so bad that everything was spinning all around him, even with his eyes closed he felt the room spin.

"Yes-s-s-s-s-s I promise I'll do what I can...... pleas-s-s-e. I need to cum-m-m-m..."

He was trembling hard, making endless promises to get Lorica out of here, though he couldn't promise it would be by tomorrow. He would make some kind of offer to the female wizard, even though he knew it would get them no where with their plans. At least his love wouldn't become one of these slaves.