by Noa Xireau
THE SORCERESS’S PET
Noa Xireau
www.loose-id.com
Table of Contents
Title Page
Dedication
Chapter One
Chapter Two
Chapter Three
Chapter Four
Chapter Five
Chapter Six
Chapter Seven
Chapter Eight
Chapter Nine
Chapter Ten
Chapter Eleven
Chapter Twelve
Chapter Thirteen
Chapter Fourteen
Chapter Fifteen
Chapter Sixteen
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The Sorceress’s Pet
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Dedication
A debt of gratitude to my editor, Kierstin Cherry. Without her help and hard work, this story wouldn’t be the same.
Chapter One
“Only the I’maggus magic community and their pets are allowed to attend the Moon Festival. No one else will be admitted. Not even a princess.” Sera kept her voice steady as she turned to the king, ignoring his daughter’s affronted gasp.
“My son, Aritz, will be there!” The king hit the table with his clenched fist.
“I’ll try to convince your son to come back with me.” Sera wasn’t in the least intimidated by his outburst. He was the king, but even kings had to respect sorceresses like her.
The princess stepped forward. “Aritz won’t trust you. My father’s men already rescued my brother once, but he’s bewitched. My brother escaped to run straight back to the witch. If I find a way to talk to him, I’m sure Aritz will come back with me.”
“You’ll have to find another way, princess. I can’t take you with me.” Sera sighed inwardly. If the king’s men hadn’t been able to help Aritz when he had been with a single witch, how did they expect to rescue him once he was surrounded by hundreds of witches, sorceresses, and other members of the I’maggus community?
“Of course you can!” The princess stomped one of her brocade-slippered feet on the wooden floor, apparently trying to strike Sera down with her royal-blue eyes.
Sera repressed a smile. The girl’s temperament did honor to her fire-red hair. The princess wasn’t really that young anymore, maybe twenty-two—give or take one or two years—but she was obviously spoiled and used to having people jump at her every whim. Sera, of course, wasn’t one of those people. “Even the weakest of the witches would be able to feel your lack of magic power. If they let you into the festival, it would be only to take you as a sacrifice. You would never come out alive from the Moon Festival.”
“I would if I were one of the pets, wouldn’t I?” the princess asked.
Sera snorted. Come on! Are you serious? “And who’s supposed to believe that you’re a pet?”
“I’m a good actress. I’ll be convincing!” The princess raised her chin. The blue of her eyes deepened as they flashed like lightning.
“Let’s get real, dear. Pet in my world is nothing else than another name for a slave—a slave who has given herself totally over to her owner. The reason we take pets to the Moon Festival is to offer the Goddess our bliss, and for my people pleasure can come in the form of delight or pain. Do you understand what I mean? That we’re talking about sexual pets?” Sera raised a brow, not hiding the mocking undertone anymore. Maybe she should let those nobles know how insignificant they were for the I’maggus.
“I can do it!” The princess stared at Sera as if she thought she could hypnotize a sorceress into obeying her.
Well, those arrogant eyes had a hypnotic effect on Sera, although the spoiled princess probably couldn’t imagine that the result was a hot wetness between Sera’s thighs, way below where the princess’s cute gaze was directed.
“If my daughter was your pet, would you be able to take her with you?” The king narrowed his eyes at Sera.
“You would offer your daughter as a pet?” Sera nearly choked on the question. What kind of father would offer his own daughter for such a task?
“If it is the only way to save my son and the future ruler of these lands then…yes!” the king finished, clenching his jaw.
“I’m sorry, but I really doubt your daughter would pass as my pet. I don’t want to be responsible for her death.” Sera pushed the alluring images of the kneeling redhead out of her mind. How sweet would the girl’s mews sound while the riding crop caressed that deliciously round butt? Sera’s fingers itched at the idea. To train the conceited princess into submitting, to tame that wild temper and make the girl relinquish all that arrogance was a tempting challenge.
The princess raised her voice. “How dare you question your king’s edicts?”
“I don’t question my king’s edicts but your ability to act as a pet.” Sera began to lose her patience. With her temper, the girl would definitely earn punishments.
“What makes you think I’m not able to do something as easy as acting like a stupid pet?” The princess’s voice was sharp as she looked down her nose imperiously.
“’As easy’?” Sera snorted drily. “How many women have you pleasured with your sweet little tongue? Has your royal hide been spanked before someone takes your tight ass to fuck you until you feel as if you were split in two? Have you slept in cages? Been gagged? Been punished just for coming without permission?”
With each question, the princess’s cheeks acquired a deeper red that extended to her generous cleavage.
The king shifted uneasily from one foot to the other. “Maybe the sorceress is right. We should search for another way to rescue your brother,” he murmured, looking at a blank spot on the floor.
“We’ve already tried out all the other options.” The princess’s voice sounded a bit raw. “There’s no more time. We can’t go to war with the whole I’maggus community, and it’d be a catastrophe if we went to
war with the Jorels just because we broke the promise to marry Aritz to their heiress. The Jorels are not only our neighbors, but their army is twice as large as ours.”
“Did you take into account that maybe Aritz doesn’t want to come back?” Sera couldn’t remember having heard anything about a treaty with the Jorels regarding Aritz, although a marriage with their heiress was a good reason for the prince not to come back. What kind of man would want to marry a woman who could require, by law, to have him cooked as a meal if he didn’t satisfy her in bed?
“I know my son. The only reason Aritz isn’t back yet is because the witch has some kind of hold over him. There’s no other explanation. Aritz is too responsible and aware of his role as heir not to return by whatever means,” the king said, shaking his head.
Sera pressed her lips together. Wasn’t it crystal clear that the prince didn’t want to come back? No sense in making the king angrier than he already is. She took a deep breath while the man paced uneasily around.
The king stopped abruptly to look at Sera. “I’ll give you seven days to train my daughter. At the end of the week, we’ll see if she’s able to pass as your…pet, or not.” Just saying the word seemed to cause him distress.
“One week?” Sera gaped, horrified. Was he crazy? “That’s imp—”
“We don’t have more time,” the king told Sera, directing a menacing glance at his daughter. “If you aren’t able to be convincing, Rachel, you’ll forget all about the Moon Festival!”
Sera was about to tell him that the problem wasn’t whether or not to look like a pet, that submitting went much, much further than that, but glimpsing the princess’s fury, Sera decided there were other tools at hand to convince Her Royal Highness about the inadequacy of the plan.
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In the evening, Sera looked at the princess, not sure how she should feel about having the beautiful redhead on her doorstep staring impatiently at her. A hot, burning shiver raced through Sera as she debated with herself between sending the princess away or enjoying the woman’s generous curves now that she could.
Sera should probably scare the redhead away. Now, wasn’t that an enticing idea? No way would the pampered princess be able to accept Sera’s terms and endure the training a pet required. If Sera played around a bit with the redhead, she’d kill two birds with the same stone. She’d ensure there were no retaliations from the king, the girl would be safe, and at the same time Sera would be able to get some thrill from this ridiculous task. Three birds!
“Are you going to let me in, sorceress, or are we going to begin again the stupid dispute about the Moon Festival?” the princess asked coldly. “The decision has been made. My father stated that you’re to train me. Are you going to rebel against your king’s dictates?” The princess glared at Sera with her chin raised high.
A slow, crooked smile rose to Sera’s lips. “Who am I to disobey my king’s orders?” She didn’t conceal the mocking in her tone. “You can tell your guards to take the trunk and your clothes with them. You won’t need anything.”
The princess frowned. “In the trunk are all my clothes and personal items. Why—”
“Oh, maybe I didn’t understand your father’s orders well. I thought I had to train you as my pet. Am I wrong?” Sera asked softly.
“Well, yes. I mean no, but—” The young woman bit her lip, clearly bewildered.
“Then you won’t require your clothes or personal items. You’re going to enter my humble home naked, leaving all your possessions, titles, and rights outsides. Of course, if you’re not prepared to do so, I’ll understand, and you’re free to go back to your castle.” Sera smiled sweetly.
The princess swallowed as a dark red patch tinted her ivory cheeks. “You want me to undress myself? Here? On the street? Before all my guards?”
“I see you caught the idea, yes.” Sera was fascinated by all the changes in the young woman’s expression. The way the princess’s pupils dilated, how her lips opened and closed before she bit her lower lip, how she swallowed. Had nobody ever given the spoiled princess an order or pushed her against her limits?
The princess raised her voice. “How dare you even to suggest—”
“Exactly what did you think training you as a pet involved?” Sera crossed her arms. “I think I made it quite clear that pet and sexual slave were synonyms in my world, didn’t I? That princess or not, you’d be expected to submit to your mistress’s every whim, right?” Sera raised an eyebrow mockingly. “You’re free to decide what you want to do. You can go back to your spoiled life. Nothing will happen. Nobody is going to judge the king’s daughter, but if you decide that you want to continue with this stupid quest, then I expect you to enter, bare, into my home and to forget you’re anything else other than my sexual toy.” Without another word, Sera turned and went inside her home, leaving the door ajar.
She went straight to the fireplace to prepare dinner. There was no sense in waiting while the princess made a decision. There was something especially difficult in undressing in front of other people for the first time and even more difficult in leaving behind all her personal belongings. Being a pampered princess, to be suddenly exposed to such a humiliating and vulnerable situation, had to be imposing. Also, even loving her home as she did, Sera knew that from the outside the tower seemed gloomy and sinister to humans. Sera smiled. If those humans just knew how easily they were manipulated by appearances!
Chapter Two
Sera’s back went ramrod straight when the heavy main door closed with a loud thud. She turned with the wooden spoon in her hand, only to find the princess glaring furiously at her from the other side of the spacious circular room. With the princess’s royal chin high and her curvy body taut and wonderfully on display, only the girl’s fingers—moving nervously beside her thick white thighs—revealed the redhead’s uneasiness. Sera’s inner core clenched involuntarily, leaving a trace of an almost heavenly pleasure.
She stared purposefully at the princess, letting her gaze travel over the girl’s full, heavy breasts, the slightly rounded stomach, and the enticing, tiny fire-red patch below. When the redhead pressed her thighs together and averted her eyes, Sera suppressed a satisfied smile.
“Close your eyelids, put your hands behind your neck, and spread your legs.”
The princess’s sapphire-blue eyes filled with apprehension.
Sera took her time to get closer. A corner of her lips quirked up as she noticed how the girl held her breath trying to hear Sera’s steps crossing the room toward her. Sera stopped in front of the girl. Her hands itched to explore and conquer, but she made herself take a slow stroll around the naked redhead, letting only her gaze roam freely over the elegant feminine curves and allowing her fingers just a slight caress here and there.
The mirror at the other side of the room confirmed that the princess didn’t open her eyes—neither when Sera’s long fingernails traced the girl’s spine, making the princess shiver, nor when Sera cupped the girl’s generous ass. Sera undid the girl’s plaited hair until the silky curtain fell to her waist. Everything about the redhead was voluptuous and feminine. Sera traced the enticing curve of the princess’s neck with her nose and closed her eyelids at the sweet scent filling her nostrils.
“Give me a word you’d never use while having sex.” Sera stopped in front of the girl, letting her fingers glide softly over the princess’s displayed breasts.
The ivory skin of her full globes was perfect. Sera cupped, weighed, lifted, caressed, and kneaded each breast. The light pink nipples stayed proud beneath Sera’s touch, refusing to submit under the slight pressure. Sera circled the stiff tips teasingly with her fingernails before she squeezed gently with her fingertips.
“Well?” Sera asked when the princess’s only answer was to bite harder on her already swollen lips.
“I-I don’t know,” the princess stuttered while Sera pinched and rolled the small sensitive pearls.
Taking both nipples, Sera pulled at them to lift the princess
’s heavy breasts until the redhead stood on her tiptoes with a grimace. Sera let them fall and slapped each globe. The sound broke the silence in the room and was instantly echoed by a loud gasp. The princess’s eyes snapped open.
“When I ask something, I want an immediate and fast answer. Close your eyes!” Sera smiled, satisfied, when the princess obeyed immediately. “The answer!”
“Kingdom?”
Kingdom? Really? Sera repressed a chuckle. “This will be your safe word. As soon as you say kingdom, I’ll stop whatever I’m doing and you can go back to your castle and your harm-free, guarded life. Be sure before you use your safe word, because there’s no going back. Once you say the word, we’ve finished and you go home. Understood?”
“Yes.”
“No other word or plea will stop me, not even your tears and cries. Repeat it!” Sera crossed her arms and waited.
“Nothing I say or do will stop you from doing with me whatever you want. Only if I say kingdom, you’ll stop whatever you’re doing to send me home.” The princess’s voice quivered, but her chin was raised high.
Taking a step, Sera closed what little distance was still separating them. She tilted her head toward the inviting pink nipples and pressed small kisses around the puckered areolae, sucking softly here and there. Pressing both breasts together, Sera filled her mouth with them. She sucked, lapped, and bit alternatively, sometimes hard, other times playfully.
Sera straightened. The princess let out a low whimper of protest, opening her eyelids. Her sapphire-blue eyes stayed on Sera’s, slightly glazed and full of need. Sera almost got lost in the deep innocence of those eyes. The redhead’s tempting lips opened and closed as if the princess wanted to say something but didn’t dare. A rosy blush covered the cheeks, making the girl appear deliciously mortified.
“Your eyelids…close them!” The order came out huskier than Sera wanted.
She watched how the princess obeyed, and sighed. Sera would have loved to observe how the blue of the princess’s irises disappeared as the girl’s peak approached, but Sera knew that the princess would reach her orgasm easier with closed eyes, being only aware of her senses and nothing else.
