by Noa Xireau
“I can’t be the maid!” Laura arrogantly stomped one foot.
“Yes, you can. I’m the queen, remember?”
“My father is a marquise; it would be humiliating to be a maid, even in a game!”
“I’m a princess, and I’ve always played the maid for you. Are you telling me that you did it to humiliate me?” Rachel asked as if she didn’t already know that Laura’s need to eclipse her had been the real reason Laura had always wanted to play queen and vassals.
“No! No…of course…not!” Laura sputtered anxiously.
“Well then, you’re the maid. My cousin Harald will be my king, my cheating spouse who pursues my maid’s ass, wanting to make her kneel before him to suck his splendid cock.”
“What?” Scandalized, Laura covered her red face with both hands.
“I knew I would like the game this time.” Harald chuckled.
“Let me give you some good advice, my dear Laura.” Rachel went to Laura and gave her a gentle kiss on her cheek before she whispered loud enough for everyone to hear, “Run! Run as fast as you can, because the king is obsessed with you.”
Laura took Rachel’s advice to heart, running out into the forest as fast as she could. Harald followed behind, giving Rachel an amused wink before he disappeared.
“And us? What are we supposed to do now, my queen?” Antonius asked with raised eyebrows, while Cristobal waited with crossed arms.
“You’re my vassals,” Rachel stated as she sat down in the girlish throne her father had ordered for her playhouse, and raised her skirt. “Your mission is to go down on your knees and demonstrate to your queen how good you are at adoring her.”
Both men stared, bewildered, at the fire-red patch between her spread legs before slow smiles appeared on their faces.
“We’re at your feet, my queen!”
The room filled with the echo of Rachel’s past moans. Sera turned to Rachel.
“Interesting…” Sera tapped her chin with her long fingernails as she walked around Rachel. “I’ve got to admit that I never expected such dirty secrets coming from our prim and proper princess.”
Sera stopped in front of Rachel and traced Rachel’s half-open lips. “It makes me curious about what is going to come next.”
Rachel groaned as the mirrors left the images of the summer festival behind to show what had happened later that same night. Rachel’s reaction seemed to capture Sera’s attention.
The sorceress raised her eyebrows and turned to the mirrors where Rachel was slipping into a dark bedroom only slightly illuminated by the soft moonbeams coming through the window. “Isn’t that Sir Leylan in the bed?”
Rachel nodded, mortified. She could as good as admit to Sera the crush she’d had on that man when she was young. Both watched how Rachel let her nightdress fall to the floor before she got into Sir Leylan’s bed and knelt down between his legs.
“Who showed you how to suck cock?” Sera asked with a curious undertone in her voice as they watched Rachel’s tongue fluttering briskly around the top of Sir Leylan’s shaft, making him groan in his sleep.
“Almost every evening, Sir Leylan went to the stables and made one of the stable boys suck his cock before he went out to ride.”
“And you obviously followed Sir Leylan each evening and spied while he enjoyed one of those stable boys.”
“Yes,” Rachel admitted, squeezing her eyelids shut.
“You know…” Sera traced Rachel’s spine with her fingernails. “You’re extremely sexy when you turn into a seductress.”
The low, hoarse murmur accompanied by Sera’s hot breath on Rachel’s neck raised goose bumps on Rachel’s skin.
“Look at how nicely your breasts bounce when you ride a cock,” Sera said, her breasts brushing against Rachel’s back. “And look at that ass, so round, so delicious, so edible, and so wonderfully prepared to be fucked.”
Goddess! How is this woman able to arouse me even in the most humiliating moments? Rachel pushed her ass back to increase the contact with Sera and offered herself to the woman.
“Mmm…is it my imagination or does someone want to be fucked, little princess?” Sera chuckled as her hand slid over Rachel’s tummy to reach the apex of her thighs. “Oh, and look who’s all wet and slippery.”
Rachel moaned as the sorceress’s slender fingers found their way inside her folds.
“How does it feel to see yourself being naughty?” Sera asked, teasing Rachel’s hardening nub.
Great! Fabulous! Hot! Rachel admitted to herself as she saw her former self moving her hips over Sir Leylan and squeezing her breasts together. Sera was right. Rachel saw herself sexy as hell. She wasn’t paying any heed to Sir Leylan, who was slowly awakening and holding on to his pillow. No, seeing herself was what excited Rachel the most.
She could still recall that night, the arousal she had felt at taking Sir Leylan unaware in his sleep and taking what she had thought was hers. However, as much as fucking him had excited her, it was nothing compared to what she felt now, watching herself with Sera at her back and knowing that the sorceress would fuck her soon. At least, that was what Rachel hoped.
“Answer!” Sera slapped Rachel’s pussy.
“It’s arousing!” Rachel burst out.
“Do you wish he was here to fuck you?”
“No, it’s you I crave, Ser—Mistress.” There was no doubt for Rachel.
“How much?”
Rachel frowned. How could she explain how much Sera affected her? There wasn’t just one feeling. Her whole being seemed to crave Sera. Rachel ached for Sera’s touch with an urgency that took over all her control. Furthermore, she wanted Sera to own her, make Rachel feel she was hers, and that was something Rachel had never felt before. Yes, she had desired other people, but never enough to give herself entirely over to them.
“More than I’ve wanted anything else in my whole life,” Rachel admitted.
“Enough to take me in your ass?”
“Yes!” Rachel gasped. She had the need to feel Sera in all possible ways.
“Good, because that’s exactly what I’m going to do today.” Sera kissed her shoulder. “However, first comes your spanking!”
Rachel witnessed, wide-eyed, how Sera raised her arm and a leather paddle appeared in her hand. Oh, Goddess!
“Did you come on Sir Leylan’s cock?”
“Yes.” Rachel swallowed.
“Bend down on all fours, your ass raised high, your breasts free enough for them to move.”
Rachel followed Sera’s orders, falling down on her hands and spreading her thighs as she knew Sera liked.
“Twenty spanks. Count for me.”
Ouch! The first one took Rachel by surprise.
“One…two…three…”
Sera knew how to use the paddle. Not too hard, changing the strength and the target on Rachel’s ass, never letting Rachel predict where the next hit would land.
“Four…five…six…”
Some spanks hurt, some made Rachel’s core quiver and made her moan in bliss instead of pain. The tiny bells on Rachel’s nipples and pussy chimed and vibrated. Goddess! It feels so good!
“Seven…eight…nine…”
In the mirrors Sir Leylan was finally wide awake, holding on to Rachel’s breasts as he raised his hips with each thrust.
“Ten…eleven…twelve…”
Rachel’s awareness seemed to split between the present and the past, as if those two dimensions were overlapping and letting Rachel feel the combined pleasure.
“Thirteen… Oh…ohhh!”
Sera’s tongue and lips replaced the paddle.
Goddess, I’m going to come if she doesn’t stop!
“Fourteen!”
Two big tears rolled down Rachel’s cheeks. The paddle hurt, although not half as much as her need to come.
“Fifteen…”
Rachel tried to distract herself, looking into the mirrors. Big mistake!
“Sixteen…”
In the past, R
achel’s former self was throwing her head back as she contorted wildly over Sir Leylan, her loud cries of bliss filling the room while in the present Sera’s hand reached between Rachel’s thighs, searching her pussy.
“Seventeen… Please, Mistress, I need to…come!”
“No.”
Rachel groaned as Sera spread the thick cream from her pussy to her ass. Sera’s long fingers awoke a delightful sensation as they slid between Rachel’s buttocks. A finger pressed gently against the delicate rosebud, making Rachel close her eyes at the sweet penetration.
“Count!”
Rachel gasped; her pussy vibrated while Sera kept her finger inside her.
“Count!” Sera spanked Rachel a second time.
“Eighteen!” Rachel bit her lip. She knew by now that she could count only the last spank. If she forgot to count a spank, then Sera considered it Rachel’s fault.
“Nineteen…”
A second finger found its way inside Rachel’s ass.
“Twenty!”
“Open your eyes!”
Rachel obeyed. The mirror in front of her showed her past self persuading a guard to help her escape from the castle. The poor man was swallowing. His face was beet red as Rachel pressed her breasts against his arm and enclosed his cock with her small hand over his trousers. She remembered the guard. She had used her body more than once to get what she wanted from him. The man was easy to satisfy and usually required little more than her nipples in his mouth and her hands to jerk him off. Nevertheless, that wasn’t really what grabbed Rachel’s attention. It was seeing herself on all fours with the golden bells hanging from her full breasts and Sera nude at her back. Rachel wasn’t sure if Sera had used magic to get rid of her dress. She had been too distracted to notice, although either way, the woman was stunning.
Feeling Sera’s cock brushing the entrance of her pussy made Rachel purr. A large moan escaped Rachel as she pushed her hips back and Sera’s cock entered her slowly, stretching and filling her cunt. Yesss! Rachel’s walls clenched around Sera’s shaft. Sera retreated slowly, only to plunge back fast and hard, filling Rachel to the hilt in one smooth thrust. Rachel pressed her eyelids closed with a long moan. She felt like she was in heaven! Sera repeated the whole process again and again. Moving slowly, very slowly out, only to ram fiercely back in. Sweat moistened Rachel’s skin. The exciting tingle in her womb grew with each penetration.
Prickles of delightful pain covered Rachel’s scalp when Sera gripped Rachel’s hair and pulled her head back. Rachel’s eyes snapped open when Sera’s cock disappeared from her pussy and began to pulse against her ass. She’s going to do it! Rachel wanted to feel Sera in her ass, but what if it hurt?
“Relax!”
Rachel loved Sera’s firm voice when the woman gave an order. Rachel’s fingernails sank into the stool’s velvet padding. She tried to relax, but it was easier said than done. The mirror reflected her grimace as Sera’s cock pushed in gradually, stretching Rachel’s virgin ass inch by inch. Damn, it burns! Rachel’s ass was filled with fire, ice, and pleasure. Sera took her time but never stopped pushing in until her hips made contact with Rachel’s buttocks.
Sera kissed and bit Rachel’s shoulder gently, giving her the time she needed to get used to the unaccustomed invasion. The pain was so fine, so blissful that Rachel was divided between escaping or shoving her ass back and asking Sera for more.
“Now, hold on, little princess. I’ve been waiting for this moment for too long, and I love the way your face reflects your emotions.”
They looked each other in the eyes in the mirror. Sera straightened without letting Rachel’s gaze out of her sight. Sera’s fingers tightened on Rachel’s mane, and that was the last warning signal.
The whole tower filled with Rachel’s gasps and cries as the bells chimed with the rhythm Sera kept as she rammed inside Rachel’s ass. The mirrors reflected Rachel’s big breasts swinging back and forth with the sorceress’s thrusts and Sera’s smaller globes bouncing as she pushed into Rachel.
In the mirrors’ backgrounds, Rachel’s naughtiest moments appeared one after another. Rachel using a mask to enjoy Sir Leylan again at the winter ball; the twin bakers fucking and pleasuring her on their working table full of flour…
There was sex and pleasure inside of Rachel, outside, everywhere! Sounds, feelings, memories… Everything formed a mist of bliss where Rachel became lost. A fire began to build in Rachel as Sera pumped into her ass, and her nipples tingled with the sound of the bells. More than amazing, the bliss turned unbearable.
“Mistress…please!”
“You can come, little princess, with one condition.”
“Yes, Mistress?” Rachel panted.
“I want to hear you scream the name of your owner as you come.”
My owner? Heat erupted in Rachel like a volcano.
“Sera! Sera!”
“Mine!” Sera’s shout was filled with victory and possession.
Rachel came, wild and uncontrolled, as Sera kept pounding into her ass. Their bodies seemed to merge into one, the same way their cries melted together. Their gazes met in the mirror at the same moment as Sera’s hot cum filled Rachel’s ass.
Rachel was the first one to fall exhausted onto the footstool, but Sera came straight behind her, letting some of her weight rest on Rachel’s back.
Sera kissed Rachel’s back tenderly while her cock kept throbbing in Rachel’s ass. “Everything all right, little princess?”
“Mhm.” Rachel felt wonderful, too wonderful to move, to speak or to do anything at all. “Tell me you can take us to bed with your magic.”
Sera chuckled at her back. “Who said we’ve finished yet?”
Chapter Twelve
Sera looked through the window. The sun was about to reach the top of the oak trees. The king’s envoy was about to arrive. She had been very specific in her message about whom and when she wanted the person to arrive in order to give him the answer about Rachel’s preparation.
The chimes gave away how Rachel was shifting restlessly at Sera’s back. The princess knew Sera was planning something. Tomorrow would be the Moon Festival. The girl wasn’t dumb by any means and was probably afraid that Sera would have still a last ace up her sleeves, and that she would use it today. Rachel was right in being afraid.
Sera let out a heavy sigh. She hated the idea of what she was going to do. It was the best thing to do, the best thing for Rachel at least. Sera would miss the way Rachel awakened her each morning with her mouth. She’d miss the girl’s pigheadedness and pride, the way she submitted when they made love… Love? Sera pushed the word out of her mind. Yes, she would miss the girl, but there couldn’t exist anything between them. Rachel was the princess and probably the future queen. She needed a husband, not a sorceress who enjoyed making her walk around naked and scream her name.
Hooves sounded in the distance. Sir Leylan was about to arrive. Sera turned around and went to the shelves full of potions. She took one of the tiny bottles and stared at the label. Eternal love elixir. She was still in time to stop her crazy plan. But no, she couldn’t. If Rachel went to the Moon Festival, her life would be at stake. The I’maggus community wouldn’t take well to a human who wanted to cheat them. There were too many people at the Moon Festival and too many situations that could go wrong. Sera had to put her plan into action. Sera’s fingers tightened around the bottle as she turned to Rachel.
Rachel was waiting. The girl was on her knees, but her chin was raised high and her gaze directed at Sera. Sera didn’t need to be a telepath to suppose what was going on in Rachel’s mind. Rachel was prepared for the next test and was challenging Sera to bring it on. The front yard filled with the noises of horses neighing and the cries of a coachman bringing the carriage to a halt. Sera recognized Sir Leylan’s voice as he ordered the guards to wait for him. However, Rachel didn’t seem to notice who was about to reach their door.
“Your father’s envoy has arrived, it seems.” Sera strolled to the table.
“What for?” Rachel didn’t let Sera out of her sight.
“He comes for my answer, to confirm whether you’re prepared to come with me to the Moon Festival or not. The envoy has also brought your clothes in case you’ll go back with him.”
“In case? You’re still not sure about your decision?” Anger shone in Rachel’s eyes.
“I’m not the one who’s going to make the decision,” Sera said, trying to keep calm.
“Who’s going to decide my destiny then, if I may ask?” Rachel’s tone dripped with bitterness.
“You.”
“Me? I made my decision the day I crossed your doorstep naked.”
Sera nodded. “We can always change our minds, can’t we?”
“I won’t change my mind! You had a week and weren’t able to make me change it.”
“That’s true.” Sera raised the elixir before her eyes and rotated the tiny bottle in her fingers, inspecting the red liquid. “People pay fortunes for this love potion. Even so, I rarely sell this elixir to anyone.” Sera put the bottle on the table. “Only a few drops of this potion have the power to change people’s life. If you give it to someone, he will instantly fall in love with you. If you drink from the same goblet, your lives will be intertwined forever. Only death or a very powerful magic could break the spell. Imagine the possibilities. You could have the man of your dreams eating from your hand for the rest of your life with only four drops in his wine.”
Confused, Rachel stared at Sera. Someone knocked at the door.
“Open the door for Sir Leylan.”
The blood seemed to disappear from Rachel’s face.
“Sir Leylan?” Rachel stared, horrified, at Sera.
Sera tilted her head to the side. “Do you have a problem with that, pet?”
The knocking at the front door became louder.
Rachel swallowed. “You want me to open the door naked to Sir Leylan? With a dildo in my ass and the fox tail? ”
No, Sera didn’t want Rachel naked anywhere near Sir Leylan, but this was the last opportunity to push her over the edge and force her to give up her plans to go to the Moon Festival.
“He has already seen you naked, hasn’t he? What’s the difference now?” Sera raised an eyebrow.
