Editor's note: this story contains scenes of non-consensual or reluctant sex.
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All characters are 18 years old or older. Some of these could be expanded into larger works, but I wanted to get them out of my head and on paper, as it were. The last story took on a life of its own. I had a particular ending in mind when I started and yet it changed, drastically. It is probably the darkest out of the lot. Fair warning? I often find that my stories are a living thing and change and grow. I hope you like this collection and if so, perhaps drop a vote or even a comment. Thanks.
There is an obvious recurring theme, magic dark and foul. Savor the warmth of the fire, watch the shadows, and enjoy your drink.
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Short Cut:
Despite what Hollywood or popular novels may say wizards don't wear flashy robes and pointy hats. They like jeans, t-shirts, and comfy tennis shoes. I should know I have been a wizard since I hit puberty. Another fallacy is that wizards come from families with a magical heritage. That is all horse shit, wizards are like artists or inventors we just sort of draw the genetic lottery. On average one out every hundred thousand kids born have a measure of talent. I'd say about one out of a million have real scary talent. I drew an ace when it came to mage craft. It came easy for me, too easy sometimes. I worked on it every free moment I had. Just like going to the gym your gift can plateau but if you work at it you can push to the next level. By the time I was twenty-five I was one bad ass mage. I could perform any miracle performed by any holy man or savior and those were simple spells. If I pushed myself, I could nudge a hurricane to either bypass major population centers of if I happened to owe a dark supernatural agency a debt, I might be employed to ruin thousands of lives.
On this day I was up before dawn. I had an itch that needed scratching and a wicked plan had formed in my head. I walked up and down the business district and found the perfect spot. The ten-foot brick and concrete wall separated a parking garage on one side and several businesses on the other. Those that parked had a long ass walk of three blocks to access the only cross street that allowed them to reach those office buildings. I chose the closest spot not covered by maple trees planted by the city to break up the ugliness of the damn wall. I took out my tool kit and drew a circle in black chalk. Next, I took out red chalk and drew runes along the exterior of the circle. I charged the runes and poof instant hole. Yellow chalk was next, and a new set of runes had to be drawn around the hole to enchant it specifically. To finish the trap, I took out the green chalk and drew complicated meta runes forming four corners around the hole. I returned the chalk to my kit and closed it. I clenched it tight in my hand as I used a touch of power and vaulted the wall. I repeated the process on the far side just as the first light of dawn touched the sky.
I walked the six blocks to the front of the trap and took out a blanket and spread it out on the dew-covered grass. I sat and leaned against the wall and waited. I reached into my pack and took out the thermos of hot coffee. I sipped my coffee and as the first cars began to arrive the runes framing the hole began to glow. I was effectively invisible as was the hole. If someone of extremely strong will were to pass by they might catch a glimpse of me but that was unlikely to happen. I could be singing at the top of my lungs and stark naked and no one would notice me. The magic simply made them disinterested in this space of wall.
"Nope...nope... nope..." I muttered as I watched the women leaving the parking lot. "Too skinny... too tall... too heavy... too much makeup..." I was beginning to worry I was being too picky when I spotted her. "Holy fucking shit!" I saw her a block away. "Target acquired!"
She was five feet five inches tall out of her heels. She was absolutely stunning with a great rack and hopefully an equally fine ass. I wove the snare in my hands and waited until she was in range. Blonde hair and blue eyes with a small but full mouth she must be Scandinavian or some Nordic ancestry. I fired off the spell and it ensnared her vision. See the hole the spell whispered. Look, it said, a short cut. Just climb on through.
"Oh look," she muttered eyes half closed. "A shortcut. I can be there before the rest of those clods."
She walked over the wet grass, leaned in and set her briefcase on the far side of the wall. I felt my cock harden as she stuck her torso through the hole and once, she was half way through the trap was sprung. The hole shrunk and held her fast. Her shapely ass was pointed out on this side while her upper half was flailing on the other side.
"Take it slow." I growled. "Dick sucking time!"
I vaulted the wall again and landed in front of her. She was yelling and cursing but to no avail. She was mine. I let her see me and she was instantly belligerent. She cursed at me and demanded I get help or get her free. I sat and watched her. It took her nearly ten minutes to lose her head of caustic steam.
"Better?" I asked, and she spat at me but missed. "You look hot." I said invoking my next spell.
"Thanks, but..." She said as sweat popped out on her forehead. "Ooh... what is going on?!"
She shrugged off her pinstripe jacket but that wasn't enough. Soon she was topless, and I had a clear view of her tits and they were magnificent. I handed her a water bottle laced with aphrodisiacs, plural. The first would put her in the mood while the second would make her suggestible. It would take time, but I was in no hurry.
"Are you going to help me?" She asked after drinking half the bottle of water in one go.
"I did. I gave you water. You are firmly entrenched in the wall. How did you get through that tiny hole?" I asked, and she chuckled signaling the first drug was taking effect.
"He said hole... no he said tiny hole." She said her words slurring just a bit. "Which tiny hole I wonder?"
"Let's take a look, shall we?" I asked and hopped over the wall. "We don't need these anymore." I said removing her slacks, panties, and even her shoes. "Class A ass you have there darling."
"I know." She said a hint of morose in her speech now as the first hint of the second drug crept in. "Oi... hands off my ass boyo!" She growled as I grabbed her ass cheeks and pulled them apart.
"You are soaked." I informed her.
"Am not... UNNNNN! No fingers there slugger!" She said as she squirmed when I ran my fingers across her glistening labia. "Fine. I haven't gotten laid in months. There! Happy?"
"I will be." I told her and vaulted the wall so that the dick sucking could begin. "Do you like sucking dick?"
"I don't know you." She fumed. "I can't answer a question like that to a perfect stranger!"
"You can call me Master. Too soon? Okay, how about Max as in Maximillian. Who do I have the pleasure of addressing?"
"Tiffany." She said as the suggestion wormed its way into her thoughts. "Can I see it?" She asked licking her lips. "You want me to suck you off don't you Max?"
"I do indeed." I said as I unzipped my jeans and took out the erection she had inspired. "Not bad eh?"
"It is so cute! I love the nice mushroom head... mouth wateringly cute. Let me have a lick or two."
"Here you go Tiffany." I said and let her have her way with it. "Oh, you are an eager one."
"MMMMMHMMMM!" She moaned as she licked and sucked every inch of it.
I leaned against the wall and looked down as Tiffany began slowly but the drugs pushed her into a bit of a frenzy. I was able to thrust my hips after a while and fuck her mouth pussy quite easily. She moaned and swirled her tongue as often as she could. While I fucked her face mundanes walked by without casting even a sidelong glance at us. I felt my toes start to curl and I warned her I was going to cum. She sucked harder than ever before. Her cheeks caved in as I slowly my hips and savored my first orgasm.
"Aw Shit!" I cried out as the greedy little girl swallowed every drop.
"Yummy!" Tiffany purred as she licked her lips. "You are still hard! Are you going to fuck me now?"
"Not quite yet. First, I am going to reciprocate and lick that tight little pussy of yours until you scream. Then I am going to pound you until your poor little mind breaks. How does that sound?"
"Wonderful!"
Soon I was kneeling behind her but this time when I touched her ass, she didn't complain though she did squirm a bit. I love eating pussy. I considered myself quite skilled at it. I stuck my tongue out and gave her a tentative lick and her entire body shook. I liked hearing her moan, but I preferred seeing it. A few gestures and several arcane syllables turned this portion of the wall transparent. Tiffany appeared to be hovering in the air now. I buried my face between her legs and went to work. She could see the people walking past and so she tried to remain quiet. Her whimpers quickly escalated to cries of pleasure as I began teasing her clit and trying to push her over the edge.
"Yes! So close! NO! Don't stop... aw." Tiffany growled until the wait was over and I began teasing her again. "You are driving me crazy!" I stopped three more times until she was quite literally quivering at the simplest touch. "YES!" She cried out as I fingered her pussy and tongued her ass until she finally screamed when she climaxed.
Panting and heaving she slowly recovered. Hungry for more I stood, pulled her cheeks apart, and took aim. Tiffany stiffened when she felt the head of my cock brush against her labia. I pushed until only the head was inside and stopped. Her gasp of pleasant surprise had me wanting to simply plunge inside of her, but I didn't. I pushed and let just a few inches go in and then pulled back. I repeated this until I was buried to the hilt. I began moving when I heard her cry out.
"Oh no! Not him!" I stopped and looked through the wall and saw the handsome well-dressed man walking towards us. "Don't see me... don't see me..."
I wanted the truth. While she was saying don't her pussy clamped down tight around me. I tapped into her thoughts and the little liar was excited about him seeing her so vulnerable. The other memories tumbled forward begging to be seen. She undressed in front of her window to thrill her married neighbor. She came to work without underwear on the days she wore a skirt. She liked being watched and wanted to be caught. Let's see how she reacts to this.
The man slowed and walked over to the wall. Tiffany looked up and saw her coworker kneel and look her in the eye.
"Tiffany? Oh my god, it is you!" He said smiling as I began thrusting into her from behind. "Look everyone it is Tiffany! Hey, watch this!" He said as he freed his impressive cock. "Come on Tiff suck my dick while they all watch."
"MMMM... MMMMM..." She moaned as he fucked her throat while the crowd stopped and watched.
"Look at that dirty little slut!" An elderly woman said frowning.
"I bet she takes it up the ass." A youth said grabbing the bulge in his jeans.
"She is really good!" The coworker moaned. "Yeah, take it all." He said grabbing her hair. "Should I paste her face with my load?"
"Yeah! Yeah!" Chanted the crowd. "Treat her like a whore!"
"Give it to me! Cover my face with your load!" She growled. "Fuck me Max! I am so close!"
