Chapter 7: pain, pleasure and sex magic
The estate quietness was like a balm for the tired pair after the hectic last few days at the academy. Although the peace could not last, both had much to learn. Emily had to be taught all about bondage and attaining pleasure from pain and humiliation. Jeanne, who had helped Corantin's father trained his haremettes, had volunteered to educate Emily.
"Sweety, that's it you can't learn anymore without moving to practice," said the mature woman after two weeks.
The woman had hoped Emily could have gotten practical experience before their lessons ended, but Corantin had been occupied all days with his father and whatever he did left him drained at night.
"So, we are done, teacher?" replied the younger woman.
"Not quite we have one last thing to talk about," responded the other.
"Look at this," she added pointing at a heart shaped mark on her exposed belly.
"This is the mark of an Auberron's woman. This magic crest is a proof of me swearing to serve and obey master for all my life. It also allows us to gain lust mana while we have sex. That lust mana is very strong and make us much stronger than a normal insara mage. As for us women, it has another use. It modifies our bodies, they become perfect for sex. Our bodies become more sensitive and curvier; we gain more erogenous zones keeping us constantly ready to fuck. And as an added bonus we become able to force lactation; making us always ready for some milk play with our master."
After a brief pause, she continued, "The brand as two stages. The initial stage that prepares the woman body for modification. Then, the completed stage when the woman totally submits to her master, pleasure and let the brand overtake her body. That's when it modifies its bearer body."
One day, Corantin brought Emily to a small lodge, far from the main building. He had never entered this building before. But even knowing what to expect, Corantin could not help but be taken aback by the dichotomy of the furnishing. The cottage had only two rooms. The first was a room with an altar and a restraining table.
"Here we are," said Corantin as their entered the room, "let's go to the first floor," he added pointing at the stairs.
The first floor was occupied by a large bedroom. It was lavishly furnished; a large bed, chains hanging from the celling, a bondage rack, a wooden horse, another retraining table, a pillory, and an assortment of toys for pain and pleasure. But contrasting, with what some would find sinister; others lecherous, was a bridal atmosphere. Every furniture was coloured white, light flooded the rooms giving them a serene, innocent look.
"It's so lovely!" exclaimed Emily, "Yet so exiting," she added in a low voice.
