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Sorceress Shayne’s Song II
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I LEFT THE TOWER WITH only one thing on my mind. This shitty mission is gonna get me some cash and other good stuff. After the immediate ‘breakfast’ affair with Headmaster Dreyfus, Zay went on to prepare all that I needed for the incoming trip. According to my calculations, Priyal was fifteen miles northwest of Volduin, crossing the Greselten River. The horse coach was ready outside the tower, the four chestnut mares unpleasantly stamping their hoofs.
“I believe you’ve prepared all the necessary items for the trip, Zay?” I entered the oak horse coach, dragging along the hems of my velvet robe. The coach was spacious and could seat about six people side by side. The coach driver was a regular employee, paid for by the Order.
“Yes, mistress. Tomes and scrollworks for spellcasting and enchanting are safely deposited in fire and moisture-proof cases. The potions, vials and other vital mixtures prepared in advance are stored in foam-encased strongboxes. Your wardrobe and other your other bits of items are also ready for usage, I believe.”
Hmmm. I was always impressed with the efficiency of my butler slash manservant demon Zay. He was a three foot tall demon enslaved and bound to my orders. I have captured it during one of my adventurous expeditions to the strange islands of Mulgurdon. He was very aggressive and relatively reluctant during the early years of his capture, but a few gifts and favors has softened his heart for me. One of these favors was his fondness for my pussy, this little naughty devil.
The coach has started to mend its way through the smelly and chaotic streets of Volduin. For magic involved citizens such as me, we were given our own street for the sale and hire of our goods and services. Welcome to Pennyblink street, home to artificers, mages and wizards of all colors.
I roamed my eyes through the populace of the city. The stink of garbage, woodsmoke and sweat invaded my senses. Sometimes home is the smell and noise of the place that you just can’t forget. Admittedly I am a roaming sorceress, travelling for almost half a year for missions and other expeditions, but when I return to my tower, it is the most comfortable sanctuary in the world.
We were nearing the west gates when the crowd began to thicken. Eventually we wound our way outside the city of Volduin. The scenery immediately transformed into plains of tall grass and groups of trees here and there.
“This will be a very boring trip Zay, if I may confess.” I sighed as the coach trampled through rocks and potholes. When the coach encountered these, each bounce jiggled my breasts.
“If you say so, mistress. But I think the trip wouldn’t be so lonesome if we had a few distractions wouldn’t it?”
“Hmmm, I definitely agree Zay. What distractions would you suggest?” An impish grin quickly broke in Zay’s face. Deep within his obedient shell, the inner evil of this demon still burns inside him.
Zay crossed the carriage and sat beside me. His skin was always warm and it penetrated the coolness of my skin. He was always topless and only wore a skirt of dark leather. Three feet tall, he was almost childlike in size but I always had my tricks. He laid his arms around my waist and I already knew what this little fucker was thinking.
“Ooh, I think I know what you’re planning to do you tricky demon.” I had the ability to unbound his powers which he would be able to use but he still would be enslaved to me. So I unbound it and immediately I felt a surge of power emanating from the beast.
“You know what I want mistress. And you’re all mine.” Zay’s form cracked and he morphed into a six foot tall demon, still complete with horns and dark obsidian skin.
He started to kiss my nape, his warm breath and wet tongue scouting my skin with aggressive energy. I caressed his chest and ran my fingers all over his torso. His kisses went down my neck, and abruptly he unflicked his long tongue, licking his way from my neck to my cheek. Hungering for it, I kissed his lips like a fevered succubus. His lips were soft yet unyielding, his saliva spicy and irresistible.
While we kissed Zay groped his way to my tits. I grabbed the sleeves of my robes from my shoulders and dragged both of it down to unravel my breasts. The areolas were a rosy red and the nipples were erect buttons of salmon pink. Zay grabbed one tit and fondled them frenzily. As he played with them he pinched and pulled my taut nipples, making me moan with pain and pleasure.
“Oh god you fucking demon.” Zay went lower and sucked one of my breasts. He rotated my nipples with the tip of his tongue and sucked it lusciously. With each scrape of his tongue, his sharp pointed teeth scratches its way on my breasts, turning me on and making my cunt dripping wet.
I wasn’t gonna be submissive to my slave. I massaged his crotch with enthusiasm over his leather skirt. I knew he was very hard and I teased him over and over with my hands. While he was having fun with my tits I whispered a spell of evanescence and touched his leather skirt. As my fingers touched it, the leather turned into billowing smoke and swiftly, Zay was naked from head to toe.
“God, you’re so fucking hard Zay.” I moaned while I masturbated his seven inch dick, it was throbbing and pulsing angrily, evident in the veins surrounding it. The head was already glistening with precum and it shone like polished copper. Pumping it up and down I knew Zay loved what I was doing, because with every movement of my hand he munched and played with my breasts more hungrily.
“Are you gonna play with my titties forever or what?” With his mouth on one of my nipples Zay responded with a shake of his head. I was still giving him a handjob as one of his hands crawled its way down to my stomach then to my pussy. He tears off the hem of the robe with one hand and gently caressed my clit.
“Ughhh, fuck yeah Zay, that’s it.” My eyes fluttered due to the erupting pleasure that Zay’s fingers were doing. I jerked his cock aggresively while his fingers probed my clit. My pussy was soaking wet, my juices were wrapping his fingers and dripping to the coach’s seat.
He was already rapidly fingering my cunt with his three fingers and I can already feel a build up in the base of his cock. I wasn’t gonna waste any of his cum so I changed the game. I held his cock firmly and grabbed it to get his attention.
“Ow! What the fuck Shayne?!” His mouth was glistening with saliva after his tit-sucking marathon.
“Shut your fucking mouth slave. I’ll lie down, let’s do it sixty-nine.” I pushed him with my mind and he threw off the other side of the carriage, his cock wobbling.
I laid down on the coach seat and spread my legs, my pussy drooling over the seat covers. Zay instantly positioned his self upside down over my body. He resumed his hungry munch with lapping his mouth over the lips of my pussy. The demon sucked on my labia and encircled his tongue over my clitoris, making me shudder. “Ooooh, fuck.”
I responded by holding his cock and licking the precum on the tip. Running my tongue from the balls up to the tip, I immediately slid it over my lips down to my mouth. I wrapped it with my mouth and the sensation of my lips around his cock turned me on with a frenzy. I loved how it felt to stretch my lips and take him in. All the way in and pulling away slowly.
I slowly work my way back up, hand on the base of his penis. As I suck and glide I feel him straining to hold back his orgasm, wishing he could make it last but needing release. I hear Zay panting and calling my name. I speed up my hand, sliding up and down, at the same time I am sucking and swirling the tip.
I felt the carriage going down a slope, and the bumps and bouncing syncing with the rythm of my blowjob. With each touch of his tongue on my pussy and slip of his cock on my mouth, the orgasm was building up.
“I’m nearly there Zaaay, c’mon bring it on you lil demon! Ughhh!” His lips cradled my pussy and two of his fingers were rapidly pumping in and out. I start working my lips, pressed tight against his hard cock, up ad down, back and forth. I forced it all the way down, hard. My hands are still on his balls, massaging. I slide off his dick and spend some time licking and sucking his balls, not just the skin around Zay’s nuts, but his actual balls. I take them both into my mouth and the demon has reached heaven.
I whispered an encantation and an electricfying bolt went inside his cock. “Uhmmmm, -eep ‘oing.” Zay moaned.
I jerked harder and faster, going with the rhythm and abruptly, hot juicy cum splattered through my tongue and throat. The immensity and amount of his cum ballooned my cheeks as I took it all in. Some were bursting through my lips and dripped in my chin down to my neck. My pussy vibrated fiercely as I came into orgasm. I violently shuddered, squirting my juice all over his face, while he flicks his fingers over and over on my clit.
With his face still wet and moist cum running down his face, he sat up panting and sweat glistening in his chest. My cheeks were still bubbled up, his cum still in my mouth. I smiled with teeth flashing and all his juice fell in streams from my lips. “Good job, you fucking slave.”
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We cleaned up and my spell returned his dark leather skirt. We were both worked up and tired, so we slept separately, with Zay on the other side of the coach. He was sleeping soundlessly. He has now returned to his bound form, morphing back into his three foot self.
It was before dark fell all over the landscape that the carriage was making its way to a building in a distance. Lights were around the place and as the coach steadied closer, I saw a window full of reveling people. Most were dancing and drinking from mugs, others were talking in tables dressed in homespun clothes.
The coach neared the building and I found that it was an inn. A wooden carved sign hung over the entrance to the inn, with a fireplace burning and glowing. Under the carving of the fireplace, there were painted words saying:
WELCOME TO HEARTH’S EMBER INN