Sir Jeffrey Trailson, Knight of the Land, handed his reins to the stableboy who ran out from Dame Sara's estate to take Swift. He passed the boy a silver coin and then walked briskly towards the house. He hoped that Sara was in. He had news for her.
He was going to tell her about his magic cock. It seemed only fair. Whilst he had been reassured that her body would not take the magic if she did not want it he still thought he ought to let her know. If for no other reason than he wouldn't be surprised if her body did accept the magic and at least this way she would know what was going on.
Sir Jeffrey reached the large wooden doors and knocked, waiting patiently until he heard the sound of a bolt being drawn back. A buxom young maid with her brown hair tied up in a ponytail welcomed him in and Sir Jeffrey realised he had not seen her before. He made a mental note that perhaps he would return to the manor house one day to get to know her better. She was certainly very attractive. The thought set off a tingling in his magic cock and he sighed with amusement as he stepped further into the house. He was insatiable and he loved it.
Dame Sara's house was as welcoming as always with a few servants moving about the place. One of them recognised him and came up to greet him.
"Ah, Sir Jeffrey, welcome to Dame Sara's house. Are you here to see her?"
He nodded in response.
"Excellent, I shall go and see if she is available to talk."
Sir Jeffrey thanked the man as he scurried up the large staircase. After a few minutes, he returned.
"She is very happy to see you, Sir Jeffrey. She is in the library."
Sir Jeffrey thanked the man a second time and then moved up the stairs himself. Soon he found himself on the landing of the large house and stepped towards the door he knew was the library. Sara had the room in a slightly different location in her house but Sir Jeffrey had been there often enough that he knew where everything was.
He knocked and pushed open the door, a grin spreading across his face as he saw Dame Sara reclining on a chair. She was dressed in a very elegant dress, clearly enjoying an afternoon off from her knightly duties and she smiled broadly at him.
"Sir Jeffrey! How nice of you to visit. I attended your house yesterday to see if you wanted to head into town but I was informed that you had left on an errand."
Sir Jeffrey felt guilty then. He had arranged to spend the day with Sara after her return from her own tasks but had instead disappeared with Narlissa once the half-elf had revealed her situation.
"I'm sorry I was not there, Sara," Jeffrey said. "I hope it wasn't too disappointing for you."
She laughed sweetly "Do not be silly, Jeffrey. You have tasks you must take care of, as do I, and sometimes they call us away without much notice. No, I was slightly disappointed I admit but one of your servants was more than... accommodating for my needs."
"Luke?" Sir Jeffrey asked. Luke was the newest member of his staff and also the servant who had been unable to keep his eyes off Narlissa when serving them breakfast. He was clearly a very highly-charged young man and Sir Jeffrey nodded in satisfaction that the man had his priorities right.
"Yes, Luke. He's a very... enthusiastic young man."
"Would you like him on your staff?" Sir Jeffrey asked. Dame Sara had obviously taken a liking to him.
"Now there's an idea..." she said, pondering. "But who would you take instead?"
"We can discuss it another time," he laughed.
Dame Sara grinned. "Of course. You must forgive me; I do enjoy surrounding myself with attractive men I can fuck."
Sir Jeffrey's magic cock throbbed at her bluntness and the images they conjured and he moved closer to the chair.
"Dame Sara, there is something I mean to talk to you about."
She looked up at him with slight concern in her eyes. "Is everything alright, Jeffrey? Is this to do with your sudden errand?"
He nodded. "Yes on both counts, Sara. You see, and this is going to sound very strange, but I have a magic cock."
Sara's eyebrow raised in surprised amusement. "A magic cock?"
"Yes indeed, m'lady. I have always felt that it was special but I was prompted into finding the truth when an... old friend reported that she now felt the same way."
"She?" Sara giggled.
"Exactly... so you can see what I was thinking. We went to see a mage in the wilderness who explained that, well..."
Dame Sara sat forwards then, clearly interested. "Well what, Sir Jeffrey? I will try not to be alarmed."
"Well, apparently, I have a demon's magic in my cock."
"A demon's magic?" she looked slightly horrified.