Dont Curse Me For Being A Bitch

Ava was having a shit morning. Her company had chosen her to represent them in negotiations with the Mage's Guild at almost no notice. Her colleague who was supposed to do it, was arrested after being investigated for tax evasion of all things...stupid bastard should not have got caught. It completely ruined her plans for her thirtieth birthday. She sighed, she was not as prepared as she would like to be and had barely had any time to get ready. Her long black wavy hair was not co- operating so she had no option but to put it in a messy bun. Due to lack of sleep she was paler looking than normal. Her green eyes had bags under them. Her designer suit clung to her hourglass figure flawlessly. At least that part of her appearance was good today. She looked in the bathroom mirror studying her face. High cheekbones, almond shaped eyes, full lips, shame she looked so tired. She splashed water on her face, gave it a slap and headed off.

She arrived at the mages guild for the scheduled meeting with the guild master. She had reports that suggested he was an arrogant prick but she was used to dealing with that. She walked into the meeting room and there he sat. His appearance suggested late thirties but he was suspected to be older than that...by decades, no one knew for sure. He had tanned skin, white hair, an angular handsome face with piercing blue eyes. He was tall as he stood up to greet her, standing a full foot above her even with her heels, wearing a nice suit.

"You must be Ava, I'm Lasare." He greeted her with a smile.

"That's right, pleasure to meet you Lasare." She welded a smile on her face and held out a hand for a shake. He took it and gave it a respectable squeeze.

They both took seats at opposite ends of the meeting table.

"Shall we get started?" She asked, pulling out her files to check her figures.

"Straight to business, not one for small talk I take it?" He smirked at her.

"Well, I'm sure you're a busy man, I'm sure you are keen to get this done and return to your day." She kept the fake smile on her face.

"I've reviewed the figures and the price you are asking for is too high. It would behoove you to re-evaluate."

"My price is my price, you want the expertise of the Mage Guild you will pay us accordingly." He answered defensively.

"You say that, but you are not the only option here, we can go elsewhere." She retorted.

"An inferior, expensive option." He looked unimpressed.

"Maybe, but you are asking for so much that it would still be cheaper... also without the negative press the Mage Guild has been receiving lately." She raised an eyebrow.

He looked irritated.

"Negative press? Your own company has been receiving plenty of that for the scandal abroad with several of your board members."

She wore a wry smirk.

"Based on the testimony from a deeply unreliable witness who has since... decided to withdraw their accusation."

His tone became sardonic.

"I'm sure that was exactly the case."

Her tone became mocking.

"The Mage Guild on the other hand...The department head using a clairvoyance spell spy on a women's changing room. Your HR guy using a mage hand spell to grope women on the train. Then your deputy flashing people then hiding under an invisility cloak. Either you need to keep your staff in line or do a better job covering up their indiscretions."

Lasare looked incensed.

"If you think we have so much negative PR, why are you even entertaining this deal? I have removed the problematic elements from the guild. There is no justiable reason to undercut us like this."

She sniggered.

"You need to accept you don't bring the value to this deal you think you do. You've heard our offer. I'll give you some time to think about it."

Giving him a smug look.

He glared at her. Narrowing his eyes.

"Are you sure you want to insult the Mage Guild like this?"

She was derisive.

"Pfft mages, you're overrated, the whole lot of you. And you are just a conjurer of cheap tricks."

He suddenly became suspiciously calm.

"Oh Ava...you shouldn't have said that. I'm no 'conjurer of cheap tricks'. You are about to find that out."

He flashed a malicious grin.

Ava looked at him curiously.

"Whatever you say Lasare, you have until our next scheduled meeting to decide."

He maintained his grin.

"I'm certain you will be open to reconsidering the original figure by then."

She collected her files. Off put by his reaction. As she walked out the door she could swear she heard him muttering something...then felt like she got slapped in the back. It was bizarre there was no behind her. She spent the rest of the day at the office, apart from having to do her colleague's work as well as her own, it was uneventful. She eventually went back home for the evening, she had an odd feeling like someone was watching. Even when she thoroughly checked her apartment, armed, paranoid and found nothing.

She had some dinner and took a shower. The hot water felt invigorating against her bare skin. When she stepped out she caught a glimpse of her back in the mirror out of the corner of her eye. Her eyes widened as she struggled to get a good look at it, grabbing a hand mirror to check. Her back looked like there was a sunburn in the shape of a circle and a bunch of indecipherable symbols inside. What the fuck was this? Did that fucking Guild Master do this? She knew someone who could take a look at this tomorrow, unaffiliated with the guild. She sighed, did her nightly routine and dressed for bed. Her nightwear of choice was a silken vest and shorts.

She sank into bed, turned out the lights and threw the covers back over herself. As she closed her eyes and snuggled beneath her covers she felt the mark on her back...tingle...sting? She wasn't sure how to describe it. Then she felt a presence in her room.

She opened her eyes and stood at the end of the bed.

Tall, humanoid, male anatomy. It was made of inky darkness with wisps of black smoke effusing off of it. Piercing blue eyes staring at her.

Before she even had the chance to fully register its presence it had ripped off the covers and her arms were pinned above her head. It wasn't even using its hands to hold her. It casually climbed over her. Ava was horrified at what was happening. What was this thing about to do to her?

It tore off her vest, shorts and panties, rendering her naked. She tried to scream but a hand clapped over her mouth. Another wrapped around her throat in threat, lightly squeezing.

She got the hint.

The hand was removed from her mouth. She kept her lips together, remaining silent.

The entity's eyes gazed at her body up and down. Its hands travelled across her skin, groping her. It squeezed her breasts, pinching her nipples until they hardened. Its hand slipped between her legs and fingers entered her, pumping inside.

"No...wait...stop!" She quietly pleaded.

The entity didn't listen. Its fingers were probing as they pumped, exploring until she gasped then focussed on that spot. The other hand crept down to her clit and teased it between its fingers. It didn't take long for her to start whimpering and writhing under the unwanted touch. The entity looked down at her fearful, panting face, it wore a venomous grin. Taking great satisfaction in her reaction.

She flushed with embarrassment and shame. She had grown aroused, sopping wet around its fingers. It pulled them out, showing them to her covered in her wetness, its grin turning smug.

It rubbed the tip of its male appendage against her entrance, coating its tip in her juices. She gulped, it was large and it had been a very long time since she had done anything like this. She was apprehensive, concerned, worried.

It pressed against her, pushing inside. She trembled as it filled her, groaning in relief when their hips finally met. She was stuffed on the verge of discomfort, it gave her no time to adjust before grabbing her thighs, pushing them either side of her torso before starting to pound itself inside.

She immediately cried out, it was pressed against her sweet spot with every thrust. It was forcing pleasure into her body and there was no way to resist it. She felt its weight pushing down on her, its piercing blue eyes staring at her face. It leaned down wrapping its lips around her nipple. Rolling the bud against its tongue, nipping it between its teeth.

She couldn't help the moans coming out of her, the urge to rock her hips or the instinctive need to squeeze her insides around the length deep within. Even with her legs spread wide and being held down in this humiliating position, her ecstasy was building.

When she started to tremble, the entity pulled its mouth away from her nipple, her face contorted with pleasure... it chuckled, almost laughing. It moved its hips even harder, slamming into her.

She was soon driven over the edge.

Her toes curling, back arching, her insides spasming and clamping down. As she began to scream it clamped its hand over her mouth, muffling it. Rapturous shocks running through her. She lay there, the tension abandoned from her muscles, breathing heavily and her chest heaving.

She was flipped onto her knees, whatever secured her wrists to the bed was loosened but kept them still bound. She pulled her wrists closer, trying to gain purchase on her elbows. Before the side of her face was pushed into the sheets and she was again impaled upon its manhood.

She groaned through clenched teeth, she was feeling too sensitive for this. It gave her no mercy and began aggressively ramming its hips into her. Moans were compulsively expelled from her, its fingers digging into her hips as it securely held them. Smacking into her ass every time it bottomed out inside her.

Fucking her so hard it almost hurt.

Her nerves were on fire, she couldn't think and her lungs were struggling to take in air fast enough. Her mind went blank and eyes rolled back.

Her knees were pulled out from under her, causing her to fall flat on her front. It landed on top of her, still sheathed and pressing its weight into her. It continued its relentless pace inside. Grasping a hand around her throat and pulling her head up. She was only capable of letting out guttural noises at this point. The entity growled near her ear, slipping its hand underneath her, its fingers fiddling her clit. The world started to go white, nothing else existed outside of what was happening to her body. Her senses were beyond overwhelmed.

She was trembling and squeezing around its length again. It would soon pound her to orgasm again and had dominated her body entirely. She tried to choke out a scream as she was seized by euphoria. She barely uttered a sound as the hand around her throat was slapped around her mouth. Her sex crushingly spasmed around the length buried deep inside. Her eyes rolled back, eyelids fluttering and toes curling.

The entity growled then grunted. She felt it tremble, tense its muscles then relax. It withdrew itself from her insides, leaving her feeling spectacularly empty.

Then it disappeared, its weight removed, its presence gone.

The binding on her wrists was released. She finally was free to use her limbs, but had no energy to really move. She pulled the covers back up, too tired to process what had just happened and let sleep claim her.

She awoke the next morning with a stark reminder of what happened the previous night based on the ache between her legs. She crawled out of bed into the shower. The hot water felt soothing. She looked at herself in the mirror, finger shaped bruises on her hips and marks on her neck. She would need to wear a scarf today. She texted the unaffiliated mage to meet her later that day. Hopefully they would have an idea on how to remove the mark or at least explain it. She got dressed and left home.

She spent the morning at work pretending nothing was wrong, still covering the double workload left for her by her asshole colleague. She had scheduled to meet her friend at the end of the workday. She just had to hope nothing else happened until then.

On her lunch break she locked herself in her office bathroom. She splashed some water on her face to freshen up. When she felt the memorable tingly-stinging sensation on her back, her blood ran cold.

When she looked into the mirror...she saw the entity standing behind her. It raised a finger to its mouth, a 'don't make a sound' gesture, a smile creeping onto its lips.

She made a run for the door but it grabbed her and pulled her back. It pushed her against the wall and lowered her to her knees, pinning her wrists above her head. It held them there with one hand, the other held her chin, pulling her mouth open. It rubbed its tip against her lips before pushing between them. It pushed to the back of her throat before withdrawing. It continued pumping into that depth. It made her eyes water and gag slightly. She did her best to breathe through her nose. It took its hand from her chin, stroked its fingers across her cheek and through her hair, before twisting them up in it and grabbing the back of her head. Pumping its hips and bobbing her head along its length. When she looked up it was smugly grinning at her, its piercing blue eyes looking down. It kept pushing her head along its length until she heard it growl. It grunted then tensed. She felt it relax, then pull out of her mouth.

The sudden influx of air caused a coughing fit. When she had finished...it was gone.

Whatever this thing was, she needed to get rid of it. She counted the seconds until she could leave the office and meet the person who might help at her place.

Ava went there that evening, knocked on the door and it opened. She was greeted with a smile.

"Ava darling, wonderful to see you!"

She gestured that Ava should come in.

"Thank you for seeing me at such short notice Phae... it's rather urgent."

"What was so urgent that you suddenly got in touch?" She raised an eyebrow.

Ava felt sheepish.

"I think I have been hexed...cursed, whatever you call it. There's a mark on my back."

Phae pulled a wry look before slapping her hands on her thighs.

"Alright...no mates rates for this though. Shirt off I need to take a look at what I'm working with."

Ava begrudgingly did as she was told. She took off her blazer and removed her shirt, granting Phae the requested view. Phae ran her fingers over Ava's back, studying the symbols on her skin.

"Fuck, this is nasty!" Phae exclaimed. " I can't even decipher half of this. Do you have any idea who might have done this?"

Ava sighed.

"The guild master."

Phae blanched.

"I'm not touching this! Neither will anyone else! Do what you need to to get him to remove this!"

"Why?!" Ava blurted out.

"There's a sensor spell in this, if I remove it...he's going to know it was me. I'm not pissing off Lasare, I don't want the guild coming for me!"

"Fuck, fine... I just wanted to keep this discreet...I'll have to go to the police." She said resigned.

Phae frantically shook her head.

"You know better than that. Their experts are in the guild's pocket."

"Fuuuuuuuck!" Ava yelled in frustration. She sat there cradling her head in her hands.

Phae looked sympathetic.

"There is one thing I can do...Tequila?"

She produced a bottle and a couple of glasses.

Ava spent most of the evening drinking with Phae before returning home. She stumbled into her apartment, wondering if any of the hitmen she knew in the city might be willing to accept a job on Lasare. Then remembered she had a meeting with the bastard tomorrow. She peeled off her clothes and stepped into the shower. As she enjoyed her tipsy shower, the hot water pouring over her, she felt the tingly-sting on her back.

Her eyes went wide. 'Oh...shit!' She thought.

It twisted her around and pushed her against the tile. It lifted her up, parted her legs and mounted her upon its length. Even as she gasped as it filled her, she hit, slapped, pushed and scratched at it. Only for the entity to chuckle. An unseen force pulled her wrists to the wall and kept them there. It smugly grinned at her, piercing blue eyes boring into her as it slowly ground in and out between her legs.

She felt humiliated at how fast her lower half wettened around it.

"Fuck you!" She spat out, in between moans.

The entity laughed and sped up its pace. It rolled its hips as it bottomed out inside her. The sound of their hips slapping together echoing in the shower. Its every stroke rubbing the sweet spot within, evoked moans from her. Every thrust forced pleasurable jolts, her hips unconsciously rocked into his. It dragged its teeth across the skin on her neck, nipping it. She groaned, the fight fully leaving her as she melted around it. It pulled away from her neck to look back at her face, it growled as it intensified its thrusts, slamming into her.

She whimpered in between her pants and moans. Bliss surging through her. Her edge was fast approaching, squeezing around its length as it sheathed inside. Her finish captured her, her toes curling, back arching. Rapture flooded her through her like a torrential downpour. She spasmed with it deep inside, her whole body shaking. It smothered her mouth with a kiss to bury the scream that erupted from her. She felt it tremble, then relax.

Her legs struggling to hold her up, it pulled from her then lowered her into the shower tray.

Then it disappeared.

She sat in the shower tray, chest heaving and panting. She eventually caught her breath and left the shower, steady as a newborn deer. She stumbled to her bedroom, threw on some nightclothes and slipped beneath her bed sheets. Tomorrow she would face Lasare. She just had to hope he wouldn't set that thing on her again before then. She closed her eyes and sank into sleep.

The next day she walked into the mages guild. She had dressed in a shirt with a tight pencil skirt and high heels. She made her way to the guild master's office, Lasare sat waiting for her, he stood as she entered, a smile on his face. His piercing blue eyes looked her up and down.

"Ah Ava, lovely to see you again. Have you reconsidered the offer back to the original price?" He greeted her with a taunting manner.

Her tone was venomous.

"Lasare, I don't know what on earth it is that you've been siccing on me, but if you think I'm going to cave to your gouging price. You're wrong."

His voice was mocking.

"Oh no, has something been bothering you? What do you think I have done to you...please do be detailed?"

"Don't play coy! You stuck that curse on me and that shadow creature keeps appearing!" Her face and voice were furious.

His tone, still mocking.

"...And what has it been doing to you exactly?"

A smug grin on his face.

Her cheeks flushed pink. She snarled.

"You know what it has been doing! Get rid of it!"

He cocked his head and raised an eyebrow.

"I might be inclined to remove that curse if you agree to the original price...and apologise to me sincerely for your insult."

She narrowed her eyes.

"There we are...this isn't about business...it's your wounded pride. Should I assume you use this tactic regularly?...Or am I a special exception?"

He chuckled, a malicious glint in his eyes.

"I don't use it in that specific capacity, no. In your case though...I definitely made an exception."

"Makes sense that a guild of perverts would also be run by a pervert." She spat.

"You have not tempered your arrogance it seems...and you insult me further. Did your friend's warning fall on deaf ears? Is your own pride so valuable to you?"

His voice became cold, calm and a dark look formed in his eyes.

She felt the tingly-sting on her back again.

The entity appeared.

It grabbed her, throwing her back on the desk. An unseen force pinned her wrists down. It started popping buttons open on her shirt.