Under Her Power

[Erlind]

(Closed for sensusaldesire)

Allan Heart was known more commonly as the Witch Hunter. When he was young a witch had cursed his village and Allan had watched as his family became sick and died. He had been one of the few to survive. He grew up with his uncle after that, but the experience had changed him. He never wanted others to suffer at the hands of magic again. The church had bregrudingly helped him when he turned sixteen. They used ancient rites and tattooed him with special inks. Most direct spells that mages or witches cast on him couldn’t hurt him anymore. Over the years he’d earned his money on bounties and rewards for the death of several wizards, witches, and others. Today would be no different.

Allan stood tall at six foot one, so even when he dismounted his horse he looked impressive. Chainmail woven with charms protected him, but he wore no helmet so he could react easier to whatever his foe had planned. It also showed his rugged face and dark black hair, and tattooed black and green bars that ran down his neck and onto his chest in back where they formed more complex patterns. The tower out in these hills was supposedly home to a sorceress who had always had plans to take over not just her little surroundings, but the entire kingdom. The local villages wouldn’t say much about her, but it was clear they were afraid of her.

The lack of some kind of preemptive strike surprised him, but it made him confident too. If he could take her by surprise it would be that much easier. Allan eased the door to the tower open. It was unlocked, and the room inside was dark. Long curved blade drawn, he entered.

 

[sensusaldesire]

As a sorceress Elizabeth lived alone, time to time, a stranger would enter her humble place, all who seemed surprised when they first laid eyes on her. Her long slender body, with wavy hair below her bra strap, about midway. She had heard the stories time to time, of how she was evil, not so beautiful. Elizabeth did not care, she would just hold her head high, and move about the day.

Elizabeth had just started to awaken for the day, she sat in front of her mirror looking at herself , a long white gown , her hair pulled half back , she just wanted to crawl back into bed, she had no desire to move about the day. She reached for her brush, starting to stroke each strand, and then she heard a noise. She aroused from her seat, scurrying out the door quietly into the hall, with a candle in her hand as it was cold and dark.

Elizabeth saw the door open her eyes filled with delight,” a guest” she mumbled to herself. She swiftly looked down the stairs over the side, seeing a young gent, looking so handsome, and tall. Her mind began wondering as to what kind of fun she would have with this one the last didn’t last too long.

 

[Erlind]

Allan looked up as heard movement. His body was tense. He was a bit surprised as she came into view. She was actually rather beautiful. The witch looked almost pure in her white gown against the glow of the candle, but the hunter knew the craftiness of those he hunted.

“I’m here to kill you witch,” he spat. “No one will ever have to suffer, because of you again.” Allan stalked towards the stairs with his blade at the ready. She had nowhere to run. Nothing she could do, not that he could see anyway. Even with her in such a vulnerable position, he had to be careful. He didn’t understand why his protections worked on some spells and not others. Allan Heart didn’t understand magic or those who used its power.

 

[sensusaldesire]

Elizabeth staring at him with an evil grin, she pointed down at him; she was mumbling a few words under her breath.

“You are so silly you fool”, “How can one kill for what you desire?"

About that exact second, she unravels a string around her waist allowing her breast to be revealed, her robe wide open.

“Come Allan!" She demanded with a sweet whispering voice. “Let me show you a special surprise that is only fit for someone as yourself."

She stretched out her hand , hoping he would place his hands in hers.

 

[Erlind]

He watched her carefully right until she let her robe fall open. Allan looked to the side right away, but he listened to her. He lowered his blade, but kept it in hand
.
“What do you want, Witch?” His voice was uneasy and as he spoke he turned back to look at her. Her hand was offered out to him and her beautiful breasts were in full view. He moved closer to her, but didn’t take her hand. It was all a trick. He knew he should kill her, but he couldn’t. Looking cautiously at her, he found himself drawn in by her eyes. She wasn’t afraid of him. It was like she didn’t believe he could hurt her at all.

 

[sensusaldesire]

“OH silly boy, don’t be frightened, come here, I have a special gift that awaits you.”

She noticed his blade lowering, she knew though his guard was still up she had to find a way to ease his mind convince him otherwise.
“Allen what is bothering you?” as she moved closer to him, “Don’t you want to caress these?” She grasps her own breast.

She saw him still weary, some frightened it seemed. She raised one leg giving him the curiosity as to what laid beneath a tad further in.
“Come Allen, walk with me, I promise no harm will come of you.”

 

[Erlind]

How did she know his name? The scene was surreal and Allan wasn’t sure how he was supposed to act. He’d come here with a mission, but could he really carry it out on her. She wasn’t at all like the others. Slowly, the hunter sheathed his sword. And stretched his hand out to her.

“I … I will walk with you, but when you’ve shown me what you wanted to I will do what I came here for.” He’d meant it as a warning, but the words sounded unconvincing even to him. Why was he so entranced by this woman? She was beautiful, she left her luscious breasts exposed without a hint of embarrassment, and there was a confidence about her he didn’t understand.

Against his better judgment, Allan took her hand to let her lead him to whatever she planned to show him.

 

[sensusaldesire]

Seeing Allen being so willing, Elizabeth led him along the spiral stairway towards a cozy little room, one that is tuck away.
“Here we go.” Elizabeth spoke as she opened the door.

She took the first step in holding still Allen’s hand, a fireplace in a corner, a small window to the left of the bed, and a bed that looked so cozy.
“Why don’t you have a seat over there?” Elizabeth showing him the bed as her eyes starred him down like a dessert.

“I will add some wood to the fire, and then maybe we can talk amongst each other, see what it is you were looking for, maybe ... Just maybe I can assist you.”Elizabeth removed her robe laying it across a chair on her way towards the fire.
Her body that was once hidden behind a robe had now been revealed. Every inch of her luscious curves could be identified through a tight fitting silk nighty. As she walked every step the night gown would sway along her feet.
Elizabeth grabbed a bundle of wood, her ass pointed directly towards Allen’s direction. As she placed the wood inside the fire, “You enjoy what you see Allen?” She stood up straight turned around walking slowly towards the bed; she stopped halfway, “Allen would you like to see what lies beneath this piece of cloth that covers my skin?”She reaches up slowly dragging one strap along her shoulder down her arm.

 

[Erlind]

Her hand was soft and warm. She seemed so unlike what the hunter had expected to find.

Allan followed the witch to her room and sat when she suggested it. She was unlike any woman he’d ever known. She had such a tempting body and even her innocent comments seemed like sweet seductions to him. He had trouble not hanging on every word.

“I …” He had almost told her just how much he wanted to see more, but stopped himself. What was she doing to him? “I … I didn’t come here for that. You’re a sorceress, someone who ruins people’s lives with magic. I came here to kill you.” The confidence returned to his voice and the chair scooted back when Allan stood suddenly. His hand never went to his sword though, he didn’t move to hurt her even if he didn’t realize it.

 

[sensusaldesire]

She chuckled even more.

"See what you do not see here, am I now having you exactly where I desire for you to be here with me.”

Elizabeth walks slowly towards him, as doing so she looks at him deep into his eyes , focusing on every thought he may have himself.

“No, no Allan my dear, see you will go when I say, and you will do as I please."

Before Allan could acknowledge anything, Elizabeth was standing an inch from his body, and she already disarmed him, his sword placed now in a far distance beyond his reach, made it very hard to kill so easily.

“So Allan, let’s see what we have beneath all this clothing."

Elizabeth started ripping his shirt from his body, starring at his chest. She leaned in closer straddling him pushing him gradually onto his back along the bed.

 

[Erlind]

It was a spell. She had to have cast a spell on him. He could have dove at his sword or fought back against her, but he didn’t, couldn’t. When she ripped his shirt open she revealed his muscled body and the rest of the tattoos visible on his neck. The black bars softened and formed into swirls and spirals that kept him safe from most magic, but not whatever she was using on him.

Allan’s breathing was starting to get heavier. He was nervous, but also aroused. She was strong, alluring, and confident. It was hard not to be aroused by her.

“What do I call you?” Using curses or calling her witch seemed unwise when she had so much control over him. He didn’t know what else to say. Allan felt like if he said too much he’d end up telling her how much he wanted her.

 

[sensusaldesire]

Seeing the tattoos Elizabeth’s eyes widen some , she knew exactly what they were, she felt no fear though, she continued as if she was a fool whom had no idea as to what they had meant.

“You may call Ma’am “Elizabeth replied. “You seem nervous there dear one, what is it?”, “Do I frighten you?” Elizabeth was curious as she could see his chest rise, his body tremble very lightly.

“No need to be nervous there my dear boy, it will all be okay, you shall see.” Elizabeth took a few more steps closer to him, slowly allowing her gown to glide down her body with each step she took , her body being slowly revealed , till it hit the floor , she stood there completely naked at his feet , her mid-section perfectly aimed towards his face , her beautiful shaved vagina laying in front him .

 

[Erlind]

She had to have him under a spell. There was no other way he could be so compelled by her. A small part of him didn’t believe the notion, but Allan dismissed it.

“I don’t know what you want with me … Ma’am.” He added the simple title hastily to the end. She’d avoided giving him her name like he didn’t deserve it yet. Allan thought he understood what she wanted, but he only could feel it. He didn’t understand it and couldn’t name it.

Subconsciously, Allan licked his licks nervously. He didn’t believe her that it would all be ok, not for him anyway, not in any way he understood it. Still, he couldn’t help, but look over the witch’s smooth enticing body. His cock had grown thick and hard inside his pants and there was so much he wanted as he looked over her. It felt wrong to do any of it though, like she would tell him what he was allowed.

“Tell me what to do, Ma’am.”

 

[sensusaldesire]

“What I want?” Elizabeth smiled widely. “It simple what I want is you.” Elizabeth reaching forward, leaning in. “Why don’t you stand and remove your pants.” She was curious of what package he held below.
“Now don’t just sit there, silly, I want your pants off now!” Elizabeth replied as Allen just sat there.
It had been awhile since the last, Elizabeth felt herself becoming aroused, and her juices were beginning to moisten her area some. She knew Allen wanted, she saw it in his body language.
She stood back , bringing her arm up slowly along her side up to her breast where she caressed her tits, gently, giving her nipple a small pinch , awaiting impatiently.

 

[Erlind]

Did she really just ask him to drop his pants? This witch had him so wound up he had trouble thinking, but still Allan had to hesitate when she asked him to undress like that. When she asked again though her voice sounded irritated. Whatever modesty Allan had was overtaken by a desire to stop displeasing her.

Quickly, he got to his feet. His belt was undone and pants dropped to his feet along with his underwear. She hadn’t said it, but Allan knew what she wanted and didn’t want to make her wait again. Now, his thick cock stood out in the cool air. With this barrier out of the way and the teasing way she’d been toying with herself Allan found lust forcing him to act if timidly.

The hunter reached out and took her breast in his hand. Feeling her hot flesh in his hands was almost intoxicating. Allan couldn’t help, but wonder what more intimate things would feel like when simply touching her naked body did this to him.