Chapter 2: So Much for Defiance (MF bd oral magic)

© 2011 Rhys Lysander

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[1]
The next morning, Arpi awakened very slowly. The events of the previous day, including her deliberately botched theft, the agreement with the wizard, and the pleasant, if rough, fucking at his hands seemed like some distant memory: something that had happened weeks, not merely hours, ago. Running her hands over her body the fact she was now hairless below the neck confirmed it was not only hours, but it was also no dream.

As she opened her eyes, she did not find what she was expecting. While asleep, she had been moved. She had gone to sleep on a large bed covered in down comforters. Now she was on the floor, nude on a thin bed of furs near a crackling fire. Arpi stood, ran her fingers through her mane of red hair and went through her stretching routine. As she did, she examined the new room.

Unlike where she had gone to bed, there were no tapestries covering the walls. There was a small opening in one of the walls that appeared to offer a view to the outside. She made a mental note to check that later. A small alcove concealed another privy and a bath, which once again had wisps of moisture rising from it--indicating its ready warmth. In the corner opposite the bath was a round wooden table. Even from where she stood flexing and bending, she could tell it was ornately carved and exquisitely old. The table was round, three feet across and more than an inch thick. It was supported in the middle by three equally ornate legs. On top of the table was a spread of what she assumed was meat, cheese, fruit and bread. As she considered the food, she found she was hungry. The last thing she noticed was a thin rope that hung from the ceiling near the fireplace.

Before going for the food, however, she went to the window. There was no glass covering the opening and it was more than wide enough for her to stick her head in. Thinking of the bench trap from last night, Arpi first put her hands into the space before taking a look. When nothing happened, she looked through the opening and out onto a truly awe inspiring vista.

Though the tower she and her party had entered was tall, she doubted there was any way she was in the same place. She was certain she was hundreds of feet in the air. A small wave of vertigo passed over her and she steadied herself. Snow covered mountains were here and there to the horizon in all directions. A misty fog covered the expansive valleys in between, leaving only the tops of the trees exposed. Three other towers, appearing to be wind and rain worn natural columns, were visible to her. She had no idea how far away they were, but they appeared a bit smaller than the one she had entered yesterday.

Fixing the image in her mind she turned to take care of her hunger. Though she could not identify all the things on the table, she figured they were safe enough to eat. Washing down her meal with a glass of cool water, she noticed a piece of paper under the glass. In markings similar to those she had seen the night before, there was one dot under the drawing of a table, two dots under a couple of wavy lines, three dots under what might be a bottle, and four dots under a T shaped mark. So it seemed her directions were to eat, bathe, drink, and, what exactly was the T? She smirked. Clearly the translation spell did not cover writing. She picked a piece of cheese out of her teeth, made use of the privy and enjoyed a soak in the warm bath water. Somewhat to her relief, it did not affect her as it had last night. There was only one small cloth nearby for her to dry herself, but it seemed to never fill up with water and easily did the job.

Rested, no longer hungry, washed, and separated in time from the events of last night, Arpi's more playful, and at times confrontational, nature was ready to reemerge. She eyed the small stoppered bottle that remained on the table and decided to leave it where it was just to see what his reaction might be. Looking again at the piece of paper, she noticed the lower part of the T was wavy. She looked around the room before realizing it was the rope hanging from the ceiling. She went over and pulled on it slowly. A door opened and she walked through into the next room to face the day.

[2]
“You know you live to break me, don't deny, sweet sacrifice--” Evanescence, Sweet Sacrifice

The room she entered was once again different from the others. There was a couch oddly located in the center of the room, and a large comfortable looking chair next to it. A small fire off in one corner lit and nicely warmed the little room. The walls were covered in colorful tapestries, and a small bookcase stood behind the chair. The lack of dust indicated both use and tidiness. She recognized the man from last night sitting in the chair and openly ogling her. She stood with her feet apart, arms crossed under and lifting her tits. She was not embarrassed to stand nude in front of him.

“Did you follow all of the instructions?” he asked.

Arpi remained silent as the wizard stood and approached her. “Benit,” he said in that strange language. Arpi noticed at once that she could blink and breathe, but other than that she was frozen in place. He stopped right in front of her, she could feel his breath on the top of her head. “Let's see if we obeyed, shall we?”

Without preamble, the wizard cupped her mons, deftly spreading her pussy lips and placing one finger right on her center. She was damp from the bath, but nothing more. A scowl crossed his face as he removed his hand. Despite herself, Arpi felt a twinge of satisfaction at his annoyance. She listened as he walked into the room behind her and then came back into her field of view. He held the small bottle in front of her face. “You are obviously intelligent, so I can only assume you deliberately chose not to drink this.  Beszel. You may speak now.”

“You did say that I could resist.”

The wizard gave her a wicked grin, then shrugged and threw the small bottle into the fire. She watched as he unfolded her arms and placed them at her sides. He then started kneading and massaging her breasts. As nipples are prone to do when subjected to such activity, they became erect. He bent to take one thickened nipple in his mouth and began to suck on it. When he bit down slightly Arpi gave a short intake of breath before she could control her reaction. His hands stayed on her tits as he stood up straight again.

“You might be interested to know what it was you chose not to drink.” When she made no comment, he continued. “It would have made you quite eager for sex, and very easy for you to climax.”

“What makes you think I need help?” she said impishly.

“Hmmm. Resistance is acceptable, but defiance, well, that is something altogether different. I shall have to do something about that.”

Still rooted to the spot, Arpi watched as the wizard went to the couch and triggered something underneath it. The couch lifted up until it was a few feet off the floor. It was, she realized, about even with his crotch. There was probably a good reason for that, and it wasn't hard to figure out what was coming next. She figured he would lay her on the couch, but she wasn't quite right. Displaying strength that she would not have credited to him, the wizard put his face between her breasts, threw his arms around her in a tight hug, and carried her to the couch. He positioned her like she was some kind of doll, bending and moving her legs such that she was seated on the edge of the couch. She watched in voluntary silence as he bound her wrists to the ceiling with rope and then raised her arms fully. Next he tied her by the ankles to the same fixtures, drawing her legs up and bending her in half. Now her breasts were sitting directly above her pussy, which was lewdly displayed for him. He stood back to admire his handiwork, then said, “Kiadas. You can move now.”

Suddenly Arpi was aware of the tension on her arms and legs. Fortunately, if she relaxed there was little pressure on them. She squirmed a bit to test her bindings, then noticed his expression and decided she would remain as motionless as possible. She frowned at him, but he did not seem to notice and just moved the chair to edge of the couch. He sat down and moved his face inches from her exposed pussy. “I do so love the look of a bald pussy.” She could feel his breath on her as he spoke. “Yours is quite a beautiful sight. I wonder if she will look any different after she has warmed up to me. Just now, she is all tucked away. Rather neat and tidy.”

His breath was hot and warm on her sensitive skin, but she tried to imagine she was somewhere else so as not to be too eager. That became very difficult when she felt his fingers press into her vulva and gently part her. “Yes,” he said breathily, “Just a peach when she is quiet. But now I can see the peach is pink inside. Oh, and there is a tiny pearl.” She felt his approach, but still jumped when he touched her clit with his tongue. He laughed, still holding her open. “Now, this is all very good and I am quite eager to continue. But first there is the matter of your disobedience. How shall I punish you?”

“Fuck you,” Arpi said, but she found it difficult to add any venom to her words.

“Ah, soon enough my dear.” He snapped his fingers, “I have it. I know just the thing to cure a defiant wench, at least for a time.” He was quiet for a moment, then said, “Nagyon kemeny. Lozese alkozo.”

The tingles that suddenly came to life in her breasts, pussy, and in other places all over her body, elicited a moan from Arpi that she could not stifle. At once her clit throbbed, her breasts ached to be suckled, and she just knew her pussy was completely wet. “Mmmmm, what have you done to me?” she asked.

His only reply was to shrug, then he easily inserted two fingers into her now dripping pussy. As she felt him curl his fingers upward and press into her, she watched helplessly as his mouth closed on her. Another involuntary sigh escaped her lips as he began to run his tongue up and down the length of her now flared open pussy. His other hand now alternated between her breasts, kneading them and rubbing her nipples.

His tongue performed an intricate dance on her most intimate parts. Running up between her lips, darting into her core, then flicking her clit before he sucked it in between his lips. Over and over he attacked her pussy, as if he were dying of thirst and she was his only source of moisture. Higher and higher she rose, but strangely for her, she did not come. The pleasure was consistent, relentless, but though he kept after her she did not come. She was panting now, trying to reach a peak to relieve the tension inside her, the result of minutes of intense pleasuring at the hands and mouth of the wizard. Then, he gave her a moment of reprieve and withdrew his fingers and his tongue. His hands now played with both of her tits and she saw him staring at her pussy again.

“Well, now that she is warmed up, how does she look? Now she is more red than pink. And no longer shy, for she is spread in welcome, eager for her partner to join her. But I think she has a bit longer to wait.”

As Arpi felt the wizard once again slip his fingers into her and latch onto her clit with his lips and tongue, she desperately wanted to come. “Please,” she said weakly. If he heard, he gave no indication. He resumed his attack on her pussy and very quickly had her back at the edge again. Lick after lick on her folds, and suck after suck on her clit, she was delirious with pleasure but still could not come. Maybe it was her subconscious trying not to give in to him, but some corner of her mind remembered his words, the spell, and her punishment. “Puh-lease,” she panted as he continued unabated, “Please let me come.”

He stopped and stood in front of her, dropped his robe, his stiff prick looking angry and ready for her. “There is only one thing that will make you come my little elven slut. You have the most wonderful flush on your body just now, did you know that?” He sat down and resumed feasting on her pussy.

“Nnng, fuck!” she yelled. His actions felt divine, but she could not come.

He stopped and looked up at her. “Now, for one being punished for defiance, that hardly sounds conciliatory.” His tongue resumed licking her pussy, and once again she was on the edge but could not come. After fifteen minutes of this, she was intensely horny and frustrated. When she felt him press yet another finger into her as he sucked in her clit, she gave up at last.

“Please, please let me come,” she said quietly. “Tell me what you want.”

The wizard stood and took both breasts in his hands greedily. With a tilt of his hips he positioned himself at her entrance and drove into her with one sharp thrust. Arpi's eyes rolled up as he bottomed out inside her velvet passage. She reveled in the feeling as he began to fuck her with long slow strokes. Again, her pleasure rose with every movement, but still she did not come. Now she pulled at her bonds, desperately trying to change the angle or somehow get more involved so she could finally reach the climax that had been denied her. In a brief moment of clear thought, she realized what he wanted.

He wanted her capitulation, and an invitation, and she was ready to give it to him. “Please come inside me,” she said.

The wizard smiled, then released his hold on her tits and hugged her tightly. Holding her firmly to his chest, he drove into her willing flesh with renewed vigor, faster and faster, until his breathing told her he was finally there. She watched his face, inches from hers, as it tightened into a rictus of pleasure. The groan that started deep in his chest came out as a yell as she felt him stiffen and begin to pulse inside her. As she felt the warmth just begin to spread within her, she came fiercely.

Every muscle in her body tightened in response to the sudden release of orgasmic energy that had been built up so steadily in the past half hour. Through half lidded eyes Arpi saw the wizard smile as she pulled against her bonds, the physical strain boosting her orgasm. The wizard kept up his fucking, driving into the bound elf and spurting rope after rope into her spasming pussy. As her orgasm continued Arpi let out a stifled scream, and the wizard responded with a roar, shivering as he pumped the last of his offering into the buxom redhead.

Thoroughly spent, Arpi watched limply as the wizard untied her hands and feet, then donned his robe and left the room. Laying on the couch, Arpi ran her hands over her body as the last of the pleasure faded. She reached between her legs, and for the second time in less than a day felt the wizard's spend mingling with her fluids and flowing out of her pussy. She closed her eyes and drifted to sleep.

[3]
“I love the rain--” The Cult, Rain

When Arpi awakened she had no idea of how much time had passed or where she was. She was again lying on a bed of furs, and now she could hear the sound of rain falling on stone. The place she found herself in was drab compared to what she had seen thus far. The chamber appeared hewn out of the rock, with a large steel reinforced wooden door where the cave, if that is what it was, was narrowest. The opposite side of the chamber extended some distance, but only part of it was covered. Daylight came through the open maw of the cave, the last twenty feet uncovered and open to the sky. She walked out into the open area and into the rain. It was warm, falling in large droplets from a sky filled with dark clouds.

The rain was falling heavily, and in no time she was completely wet. She ran her fingers through her wet hair and over her body, pausing here and there to check for bruises after her rough handling by the wizard: she found no soreness. Running two fingers along the lips of her pussy, she realized if any part of her was likely to be sore this day, it was there. She pulled her fingers away, pleased with herself for the way things had gone to this point.

Pulling her mind back to her surroundings, she was presented with a stunning view. Though the scene was the same as she had seen through the tiny window the day before, the unimpeded view from horizon to horizon was breathtakingly beautiful. Mountains, the sky, the strange towering columns of natural stone, the mist filled valleys dotted by the green tops of trees. Breathing the clear air deeply, she padded to the edge of the stone floor, where it fell away in a sheer cliff. Briefly dizzy, she backed away from the edge. Above and behind her the mountain of stone rose still higher. Below, the tower of stone descended what had to be hundreds of feet into the mists below.

Arpi moved back into the area sheltered from the rain and moved the furs close to the opening. Not sure what to do next, she began her stretching routine, watching the occasional bird fly by and otherwise enjoying the view and the sound of the rain.

She raised her hands high over her head, reaching for the sky. Fully extended, she slowly bent at the waist, placing her hands flat upon the ground. She slowly slid her feet apart on the smooth furs, lowering herself to the ground with her legs straight apart. The fur tickled her pussy as she sat down fully. Then she lay back, bringing her legs together as she did. Once together, she reached over her head, pressed down, and arched her back into the air. She pushed off with her feet, rolling over on chest and ending up flat on her belly, her breasts still against the furs, but her legs on the stone. Leaving her legs on the stone, she pressed up, arching her spine and lifting her chest free of the ground. She held the arch, then leaned forward, drew her legs up under her, and slowly rose to her feet again. She repeated this three times, and the third time she rose to her feet, a man chuckled behind her. She spun, her breasts swinging notably. The wizard stood between her and the door, which was still closed.

“I shall have to remember to make use of your admirable flexibility,” he said with a grin.

“Hmmm, you just did that, did you not?”

He laughed. “Yes, perhaps I might try something more, ah, challenging.”

Her attempted scowl did not materialize. She crossed her arms under her breasts and stood quietly as she watched him run imaginary hands over her body in some imagined and contorted pose. She remained motionless even when he approached her and placed his hands on her breasts. He was a good deal taller than her, and the top of her head was just below the level of his jaw. He pushed her arms to her sides to give himself full access to her tits. Squeezing and kneading them, she tried unsuccessfully to stifle a moan as he began to focus more on her nipples. A sound in his chest might have been another laugh, but he did not give voice to it. He turned her around, then replaced his hands on her tits. She could feel his cock pressing against her ass. However long it had been, he was ready again.

“So how do you like the view?” he asked.

“It is beautiful. I could not have imagined such a thing.”

“So, you are enjoying my hospitality.” It was not a question.

Arpi nodded slowly. “It is a relief to be treated well,” she smirked, “even when I'm defiant.”

“Indeed.” He released his hold of her and moved away. “You must be hungry.”

She nodded, suddenly aware of her growling stomach.

“Good. Then follow me. I have an interesting meal planned.”

“I'll bet you do,” she said quietly.

“What?”

“I said, right behind you.” Arpi took one last look at the glorious view, then turned to follow the wizard back into his mountain stronghold.


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