The Sorceress 3

>A short fantasy...

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Dappled evening light filtered down through the forest crown, speckling the path in front of him. His feet hurt from walking and his legs were numb, but he kept going. He couldn't stop, not here. The God's Forest was forbidden to mortals, even he. He glanced over his shoulder towards the setting sun, and felt his heartbeat quicken. He could not see the great red orb through the trees, but he felt a chill go down his spine as it drifted below the horizon, painting the sky purple and calling forth all the beasts of the night. He walked more quickly.

The darkness crept up behind him as the sun disappeared and he put his hand on his sword. He'd heard stories since he was a child about this place, horror stories of travelers who never returned, save for the occasional corpse that returned, walking slowly with blank stares, their souls taken from their bodies as penance for trespassing on immortal land. He'd never believed the tales, but a lifetime of hearing them and the mystery of the stranger's arrival still caused his breath to catch and his stomach to tighten. As the darkness enveloped him, he heard a rustle in the undergrowth behind him...

"Who's there?!" he said loudly, turning and drawing his sword. He could see nothing in the black, but the rustling ceased. Staring into the darkness, a feminine form appeared as his eyes adjusted. "Who are you?" he demanded. The form shimmered in the gloom, the vanished. He heard a rustle behind him once more and turned. "Show yourself!" The form shimmered in front of him again, this time closer and more clearly feminine, with broad hips and breasts outlined against what little light there still was. He lowered his sword slowly. "Who are you?" The form shimmered once more, then vanished.

In an instant he felt himself bound from behind, his sword wrenched from his hand and cast aside. Both of his arms were swept down to his sides and bound. He tried to turn but fell, his feet sticking together as if tied by some invisible rope. He landed on his side, rolling to his back and looking up to see his assailant. It stood over him, still only a shadow in the gloom. Slowly a light emanated illuminated the feminine curves of the shadow. "Oh little man, how good of you to come to my forest..." The female voice rang beautifully out and his heart nearly stopped.

Suddenly a the world was lit with a green hue. He saw her there standing over him, black hair pulled back in a braid down the center of her head. Her skin was pale, drawing stark contrast against the black tattooed lines that decorated her entire body, wrapping around her limbs like drops of water running towards the ground. She wore a black dress as well, covering her torso and down to her mid-thigh, before long white legs with the black tattooed lines emerged. He felt his eyes pulled as if against his will, forced to roam over her body before coming back to meet her gaze. Her eyes flashed between blue and emerald, seeming to glow as she stared him down. With each passing moment he felt himself weaken, his willpower slipping as she stared into his soul. With a flick of her finger he felt himself suddenly raised and flung towards her, stopped and dropped on his feet just in front of her. He felt his bonds release.

"A fine specimen you are...I wonder what you've brought for me to enjoy?" He shook his head and tried to close his eyes, struggling to break her hypnosis. She laughed. "Oh foolish pet...you don't have any power here..." With a snap he suddenly felt himself forced to his knees. "This is my forest...only I reign." She lifted his face with a finger, the nail trailing up his Adam's apple to his chin. "Just think, despite all your power out there in your world, despite all your physical prowess and muscle... here... here you are powerless." He looked up at her from his knees, feeling his mind slip more and more into submission, dragged there by her gaze and the touch of her finger.

"Say it, say it pet. Tell me you are powerless..."

"I am powerless..."

"Tell me you exists only for my amusement..."

"I exist only for your amusement..."

"Tell me that I am your Goddess..."

"You are my Goddess..."

"Good...now...be a good boy and let's get rid of those silly clothes."

He stripped his clothes off as commanded and stood before her. He was a tall man, taller than she in fact. His body was well muscled from years of work and training, and she smiled to see it. At her command he spun around, letting her observe him from every angle. He felt warm under her gaze, as if it was the only place he was ever meant to be. Turning to face her fully, he stood while she came close. With a swift movement she grabbed his manhood, stepping in and staring up into his eyes. Her touch ignited him and he hardened instantly, pulsing in her warm hand. She smiled, dragging her nails across his sensitive cock, teasing him there in the middle of her forest.

"You have a beautiful body... but I will say I expected a bit more from a man of your stature." She flicked his cock, mocking it lightly. He hardened more at her insult, twitching in her hand. With a single movement she dropped to her knees before him and took him in her mouth. He gasped and tensed, struggling to stay on his feet. With fluid movements she bobbed her head and worked her hands, massaging his manhood and bringing him to the edge of bliss. As the pleasure built, he instinctively grabbed her hair, seeking to control the pace himself.

Suddenly his hands were bound, tied to some invisible post above him. She removed his cock from her mouth and looked up at him.

"Naughty boy...I try to give you a gift and you that's how you repay me?" He tried to respond, but his voice wouldn't work. "I suppose, since you seem so eager to disrespect my gift, that I must teach you a bit of respect before I reward you further."

She stood up and waved her hands. He felt his hands dragged downwards and behind his back, then downwards as he was forced to his knees in front of her. Now looking down at him, she lifted her skirt and stepped towards him. He could smell her warm pussy as she brought his face between her legs. She wiggled her hips in front of him, teasing him with her scent and the sight of what he desired before stepping back.

"Not so fast my eager pet...that would hardly be the lesson you need to learn. No, I think you should practice something else..." She snapped her fingers. Suddenly, there was a protrusion from beneath her dress. His eyes went wide as she lifted her skirt once more to reveal a large cock, strapped about her hips. "If you want to behave so rudely, you should know how it feels, don't you think?" She stepped towards him again, looking down at him and rubbing her cock against his face. "Open up little slut," she giggled. He felt his mouth open and his head suddenly forced down upon her cock until he gagged. His eyes watered as she thrust in and out of his mouth, her hands on his head and her hips rocking back and forth. "Good little pet...you're such a good cocksucker aren't you?" He felt himself nod assent, his mouth full as he looked up at her. She laughed.

Their eyes locked as she pushed in deeper than before, and he reached around and grabbed her ass underneath her dress as she looked down at him. With a 'POP' she pulled fully out, her cock glistening with spit as he gasped for air. He realized suddenly he was no longer bound, and had grabbed her of his own accord. He looked up at her as she stood over him. "It seems you got to enjoying that lesson."

His temper seethed as he knelt there in the forest before her, his face covered in spit and eyes watering. His arousal had disappeared, replaced by indignation and fury, yet he felt within him a growing desire...a desire for more. He jumped as she smacked him lightly on the cheek, grabbing his chin and forcing his eyes to her own. "Did you enjoy that lesson then pet?" her voice was not loud, but drowned out all other sounds. He felt his mouth begin to move of its own accord...

"Yes Goddess...I enjoyed it." She smiled.

"Good. I enjoyed it as well, and I think I'll keep this for a bit longer". She stroked her cock in front of his face, then wrapped her hand in his hair and brought his lips back to it. He opened his mouth willingly, taking her in as his eyes locked with hers. She rocked her hips, pushing deep into his mouth, gagging him lightly with each thrust. "Yes...you're such a good little bitch..." she moaned loudly as her pace increased. With each thrust he felt himself pushed further, gagging harder as her moans built. Without warning she grabbed his hair, pushing him down viciously. His eyes went wide as he felt his throat forced open. "Yes yes yes!" she moaned loudly, and just as quickly pulled back out, leaving him there on his knees.

Spit dribbled down his chin as he sat there, trying to catch his breath before her. "Let's take it a bit further my pet..." She waved her hand and he felt himself stood up forcefully. "I liked the view of you down there sucking my cock...now I want to see you bent over..." His eyes went wide and he took a step backwards.

She waved her hands again and he felt his body wrenched again from his own control. In an instant he was again bound by invisible bonds, lifted and spun around. He was facing away from her now, his feet lifted off the ground and folded back, as if his heels were tied about his thighs. His legs were spread and his lower back arched as he faced the ground, presenting his ass to her like a bitch in heat. His heart pounded. Nervous energy flowed through him and he struggled against his invisible bonds to no avail. He felt her hand suddenly on his ass, a sharp sting as she slapped it. "Be still, pet!!"

Suddenly he felt her hands on his hips, pulling him towards her as he floated there for her enjoyment. A firm pressure against his ass made him clench. His desires from earlier were forgotten, now he only wanted to be free. "Stop fighting, relax and breathe..." Her voice rang in his ear, penetrating his consciousness and he obeyed. With a 'POP' his eyes went wide as he felt her enter him, slowly sliding forward until he felt her hips rest against his ass. "Good boy..." She did not pull out immediately, but let him adapt to her. He felt full to his belly, breathing deeply as he got used to this new invasion.

His mind was racing. His cock twitched as she began thrusting slowly in and out of him. Every ounce of his being was aroused...This submission to her, her power, his complete helplessness, and her completely owning him...he felt both infuriated and intoxicated. He didn't understand, he didn't feel in control of himself...and he both loathed and craved it at the same time. The pace of her thrusts increased, slowly at first, then increasing to a feverish pace. He moaned at the feeling of her hips slamming against him, of her cock filling him up and her hands alternating between pulling his hips and smacking his ass. He lost himself to the sensation, barely noticing when she let him free from his bonds, setting him on his knees, only feeling the ground against his chest and shoulders as she increased her feverish pace and pushed her hand against the center of his back. He felt lost to himself, lost in the pleasure of being used for hers as she pressed him into the ground and fucked him mercilessly.

She wrapped a hand in his hair and pulled him up to all fours. Her hips pumped into him over and over and she grinned, enjoying the view of this powerful man, bent and submitting completely to her. With every thrust the strap she wore ground against her clit, pushing her closer to climax. With one hand still in his hair, she slapped his ass hard with the other, leaving a red mark and causing him to moan. "...such a good boy for me...such a good little slut...my personal bitch-boy..." she moaned. Feeling herself about to lose control of her own pleasure, she slowed her pace. She wanted to enjoy this for as long as possible, she wanted to completely own his mind... to bend his will entirely to hers...to dominate not only his body...but his very soul. She ceased her thrusting, pulling out of her victim and standing up. He collapsed on his belly in front of her with a moan, his hips still pulsing (he didn't realize he'd been grinding against her too). His ass was red from her smacks and his back rose and fell rapidly with his deep breaths.

With a flick of her hands she lifted him again, binding him by her invisible force and turning him on his back. Floating there with his legs up and spread in front of her, she looked him over entirely. His eyes locked on her, observing her gaze as he floated there at her mercy. She stepped towards him, positioning herself so that her cock pressed against his ass. His cock twitched against his will, and he felt within himself conflicting desires...one for this to end...and another for it to continue. His legs on either side of her head, they came to rest on her shoulders as she grabbed about his thighs and pulled him towards her...forcing her cock into him once more. She grinned as she sank into him, burying her cock to the base as he closed his eyes and moaned.

"Now my pet...I have owned your body...Let me own your mind..." As she pulled out and began thrusting once more, she reached up a finger and pressed it to the center of his forehead, closing her eyes and focusing...

She let her own mind open to his thoughts and desires, listening as she penetrated him deeply, down to his soul. She saw his soul-fire, burning a deep-red within him, and heard his thoughts. His mind raced, confused and conflicted with desire for more and a deep anger at her power over him...a desire to rebel and destroy her given the slightest chance. Her own purple soul-fire burned hot as she slowly sent it forward, enveloping his entirely. She felt him fight her...and she felt his resistance fade as her fire smothered his in spite of his efforts to resist, wrapping it up until only the smallest hint of his red was visible to her. She heard his thoughts change, with the anger giving way first to fear, then apathy, then a simple but deep adoration...She grinned evilly at her success.

Withdrawing from his mind and coming back to reality, she picked up the pace of her hips, thrusting violently and pumping in and out of him. His eyes glazed over, his cock twitched, oozing cum as he approached orgasm. He melted like butter before her, for the first time actively seeking to obey...to allow her way with him, regardless of what that might mean. The feeling of his utter submission sent her over the edge, and she thrust her hips into him, screaming with pleasure.

She pulled out of him and lowered him to the ground. He lay there, shaking and covered in sweat while she stood over him..looking down at her new pet. She observed his quivering form...his strong chest, muscular legs, his thick arms...the epitome of strength and power...rendered powerless by her. He could have thrown her off in a moment, if he truly willed it, yet he did not. Instead he lay there as she ravaged him, offering up his body to her, fully submitting not only to her will, but to her very essence as her soul-fire had enveloped his own...blending with hers perfectly...and she felt the warmth of their fires now burning together within them both.

"Show your Goddess what you desire," she commanded. Without hesitation he found himself

"Now...let our time time together begin..." She said, releasing him gently from his invisible bonds.