Kari moaned wantonly, making no attempt to disguise her passion. Black snakes slithered around her, a caressing her skin where their sinuous bodies or flickering tongues touched her. Occasionally, they sunk their fangs into her soft flesh, the momentary pricks of pain making a sharp contrast with the pleasure that blossomed moments later when their unnatural venom surged through her flesh, hyposensitising her skin. Some wrapped round her wrist and ankles, levitating her off the ground and leaving her helpless with her arms above her head and her legs spread wide. Rainbow fire danced in patterns over her skin, not burning her flesh but seeming to set her nerve-endings afire when it passed. But the greatest sensation of all was the cock that pounded into her cunt, for the snakes had bitten her nether lips over and over, leaving them red and swollen – and their sensitivity increased a hundred times.
Normally, Kari wasn’t overly fond of bondage – she enjoyed it on occasion, both as the dominant and the submissive, but she wasn’t as obsessed with it as some of her fellows at ‘The Dragon’s Lover’. But when it was a mage, overwhelming her with the raw power of his magic and using it to do as he wished to her… that made her pulse quicken and her pussy moisten, just as it did when she used her own magic to rape another.
And besides, this was her customer’s fantasy as well as her own. The man fucking her mystically-abused twat was none-other than the High Mage Senadras of the Order of the Shadow Star, one of the greatest mages in Kaenor. In his Order, he was second only to Archmage Fioresse – but it was common knowledge how much that secondary position infuriated him. Many times he had challenged her to duels, but although she was younger than him she was also more powerful and skilled, and had always beaten him. So, he had begun to plot, using his brilliant, scheming mind to seek a way to become master of the Order.
What was less widely known was that he wanted to do more than defeat Fioresse. He lusted after her, and desired to break her to his will, to prove his superiority by raping her and making her his obedient sex-slave. But until the time when he could complete his plan to do so, he was forced to indulge his fantasies elsewhere, and where better than ‘The Dragon’s Lover’? Although many of the girls in the ‘Lover’ knew some minor magics, Kari was the one best suited to imitating the powers of an Archmage. Her skill was much less, however, and her duels Senadras always ended with him defeating her and then having his way with her, while imagining he inflicted his arcane perversions not on a sly, dark-haired young witch but on a fiery, redheaded Archmage.
Senadras came, his enchanted seed flowing into her like liquid fire, overwhelming her with pleasure. As she hung in her enchanted bonds, shaking with the aftermath of an orgasm that had seemed to go on forever, Senadras whispered in her ear. “I’m having a little party for members of my Order. I’d like to hire you to attend, as a guest… and an attraction.”
Kari nodded eagerly. The money would be good, and it would be an excellent way to meat the magical clients she preferred – and the magical knowledge she craved. And magi tended to be deliciously perverted, so it would probably be a good way to sate her -other- cravings…
It was only later, when Senadras had dismissed his spells and left, and she was wiping his seed from her naked body, that her mind cleared enough to wonder if this was part of one of Senadras’s plots for power. |