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Note: it may be a good idea to read Warlock's Tower chapter one to get to know characters, but it's not necessary.
Happy reading!
-Xanach
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The warlock Grimbriar stood naked in his room. Jet black hair with streaks of sliver ran down his back. His face was hard like sculpted granite, and gray eyes set deep in his skull pierced anyone who looked him the face. His arms and chest were muscular, with magical runes tattooed sparsely in dark green ink. His penis, proud and sculpted like the rest of his body stood semi-erect despite being recently sucked dry by his newest concubine.
His newest concubine, Bree, was sitting on the floor in front of him being attended to by another of his favorite girls, Maddy. The two girls were almost complete opposites of one another in terms of looks. Maddy was deliciously plump, with full breasts that hung higher on her chest. Her face was heart shaped and her skin was the color of milk. Long blonde hair fell halfway down her back, the same hue as summer hay.
Bree, by comparison was razor thin with tanned brown skin. Her breasts clung to her slender form like ripe pears on a tree. Dark areolae looked like circles of black ink on her body. Bree had a look of exhaustion on her face. She was slowly panting, causing her crown of raven black hair to bob up and down her shoulders. Maddy placed an arm around her, cradling the young woman as she fed her a greenish liquid from a clay cylix.
"It's yarla tonic, sweetie," Maddy said. "It'll clam your nerves and restore some energy. It's a tea master Grimbriar makes from some of the ferns around here."
Bree nodded, and sipped the liquid slowly. As she did, Grimbriar saw some color return to her face and eyes light up. She looked so innocent, almost girlish lying in Maddy's arms. Just a few days ago, she had been living in a brothel, performing fellatio on sailors for mere coppers. But Grimbriar saw potential in her and negotiated Bree's purchase, very much against the girl's will. Grimbriar felt a twinge of guilt. In his heart, Grimbriar knew he took this girl form the only family she ever knew into a world she'd struggle to understand. People judge witches and warlocks so harshly, never for a second thinking of anything beyond their perception.
Slowly, Grimbriar felt the guilt melt away. He had worked and studied hard to obtain the power he had. Why shouldn't he use it? Both Maddy and Kimmy were reluctant at first, but when they realized who he was, and what he was capable of doing for them, they accepted him. He knew Bree would feel same in time.
Grimbriar's cock began to harden, as he set an erotic scene in his mind. "Maddy," he said in a deep baritone. "Why don't get up on the bed Bree? She looks much pinker after the tonic."