by Eden Redd
With glasses raised, everyone toasted with a click, and taking deep sips. The mood lifted as they settled in for the evening. Trystan sat down, eyes on everyone as they began going over details. Frustration and stress bled from his shoulders as the little light of hope grew brighter in his heart.
Eight
Nia walked slowly down the immense corridor, eyes searching for any means of escape. When she would come across a guard, eyes would turn to the floor and her shoulders sagged. She played off being depressed and beaten but she was anything but. Her walks were scouting missions. With the castle preparing for the wedding, the young mage figured this would be her only time to find and exploit a weakness.
Turning a corner, she mentally went over the times for the changing of the guards. They would change roughly every six hours. Next, she went over the guards themselves. She looked for the ones disinterested in their jobs and memorized their names. Keeping a careful eye, she studied the guards who took their job very seriously. To her comfort, there weren’t too many of those and they tended to stay on the floors of Damon and Theena’s quarters.
The thought of the mage and kraken caused Nia’s heart to clench. Their unholy union was going to bring about a new dark age and she was going to be there, front and center. The rehearsals were brutal as Theena’s scylla guards had no qualms with slamming the blunt end of their spears into her back and legs. While everyone else was happily drinking and talking about the wedding, Nia spent her time standing straight, looking forward and holding her flowers. Often times she would have to stand like a statue as they laughed and poured wine on her. The only real relief was when Damon showed up. The kraken and her guards would swoon in his presence. The renegade mage had a silver tongue and a sensual touch, as he would whirl his way in, charming their tentacles into shuddering tendrils. The mage would walk over to Nia, taking her hand and guiding her to a seat with them. He would pour her a glass of wine and encourage her to drink with tentacle women. It was only then Theena would entertain her husband to be. The moment he left the room, a tentacle would snatch the glass from Nia’s hand and she would be ordered to stand at attention as they laughed.
Nia tried to not thinking about it as she walked. The castle and prison was not short on tortures. Sunara had spent nearly every other night bringing Nia to her room and inviting male and female monsters to help break the human mage in. The fire mage was often passed around or forced to please Sunara’s guests. When she resisted, the succubus would punish her with withholding her addictive juices or have the guests spit on her. The mere thought of being between Sunara’s legs caused a slight tremble in Nia’s body. The addiction was too much and she often found herself wanting to please just so she could bury her face between the demon’s thighs. Each session grew more pleasurable and that worried the fire mage. She knew if it continued then she would become a slave to Sunara, unable to function without her. Nia knew she had to do something and soon or she would forever remain a prisoner.
Thoughts of Trystan floated into her mind. Warmth filled her cheeks as she remembered his smile. Memories were all she had to keep her sane. When the male monsters would take her, she thought of her handsome friend. The image of how they last saw each other burned into her mind, Nia confessing her love for him. Now she held onto those words like a blanket, keeping her warm in a wintery storm of evil.
The mage turned a corner and slowly walked to her room. Sunara did not beckon her last night so Nia dreaded the evening. Looking to an open window, the sun set in the distance, casting an ember glow along the tops of buildings. When the red head reached her room, she clasped the door handle. The dread in her heart grew as Sunara sat on her bed, turning blank eyes to her.
“I hope you didn’t tire yourself out walking the castle? I have a special night in store for you.”
Nia sighed, “Please Sunara, can we not?”
The succubus’s mouth curved into a leer, “I wouldn’t be a good master if you keep denying me now would I? The simple fact that you are asking me not to indicates you need further training.”
“I…I didn’t mean…I…” The fire mage stammered.
Sunara stood up and crossed the little room in three steps. She put a hand to Nia’s cheek and gazed into her worried eyes, “One night it will all make sense to you. You will have your place at my feet. You will address me not by my name but by my title. It will be perfect and you will get to live out your whole life while the rest of the world is cleansed of humans.”
“I don’t want to be your pet. I don’t want to live if the rest of humanity is gone,” Nia said, eyes watering.
Sunara made a tut tut sound, “You won’t be the only human. The human students at the Shadow and Night colleges will be the chosen few to live out their lives to the end.”
Nia looked away with shadows covering her eyes, “I heard that discussion in the gardens. Some of the human shadow mages talked about it. How they are sterilized so they could not produce offspring. I can only assume the same will happen to me.”
The succubus smiled, “When the time is right, you will be one of the final groups of humans on Lurth. It is truly an honor to be the last of your species.”
Nia turned her dark eyes to the succubus, “I will die long before that, by your hand or mine.”
Sunara kept her gaze steady, “I think it is time for another lesson. Come with me and we will spend some time teaching you to heel.”
A burst of rage filled the fire mage and she had to speak her mind, “I thought you were misguided at first. Now I’m finally starting to see who you really are. You are a weak female. You have been kicked around so much that now you want to be the one kicking back. Why? Why do this? You do it because life was too hard for you and in your mind humans have it easy. All races had to claw their way from the cataclysm but you don’t see that. All you see are people standing in your way and you want some petty revenge on a people you don’t even fully understand,” Nia seethed.
Sunara walked past her pet and beckoned with a finger.
Nia continued, “I remember when you told me how hard you had it. How hard your people had it. How they prostituted themselves after your great first kingdom was destroyed. A scattered people with only the beds of strangers to call home. How many cocks did you take to stay alive? How much sperm did you and your family drink to stay fed? I know you can eat food to stay alive but to truly live your kind needs to drink and suck on the sex of others. You’re no better than leeches, the only difference between them and you….I respect them.”
The blue-haired succubus stopped beckoning with her finger. Moving her hand, she lifted her dress and ran her fingers over plump lips between her legs. When they came away wet, she let the dress drop and held out her hand slightly. Nia’s eyes riveted to her hand, the scent rising up like perfume mixed with unnatural attraction. Without realizing, she reached out to touch Sunara’s hand but the succubus pulled it away.
“Kneel,” Sunara commanded.
Nia’s hands tightened into fists. Biting her lip, she tried to tear her eyes away but the glistening wetness on her fingers sang like a harp, calling to her. The red head tried to resist but she found it impossible to take her eyes away. The succubus stayed, like a statue in an old cemetery, frozen and unmoving. Nia pulled at her collar. She wanted to rip the damn thing off and cast a flurry of fire spells at the smug demoness whom she once called friend.
“Kneel,” Sunara said with a hint of demonic power.
Nia’s fingers dug into her palm. Trembling, she fell to her knees, eyes on the wet fingers before her. Sunara smiled as the fire mage leaned forward and licked the delicate liquid from each finger in turn. When she was done, Nia stayed on her knees, disgust filling her like a bag of worms.
“Training will help temper that fiery spirit. Now on your feet, we have another party to attend.”
The succubus turned and started walking. Nia was on her feet and following, head hanging in shame. Terrible thoughts rushed into her mind as a calm bliss relaxe
d her shoulders. Moving her tongue around in her mouth, she savored the sweet taste of the succubus while mentally berating herself for being so weak. Minutes later, they stood in front of a thick door, no guard in sight.
“I thought you could use a girl’s night and a few females accepted the invitation. As the party goes on, we may have a few males drop by but for right now, its ladies night,” Sunara smiled and opened the door.
The succubus and her pet walked into the room. The door closed shut and Sunara locked it. Inside was the normal set up Nia has come to see with each of her lessons. Racks of toys, chains, whips and bondage gear hung from the walls. Couches and beds lined the room with pillows all over the thick carpet. The only difference this time were the three women sitting with drinks in their hands. All eyes turned to Sunara and her pet. Smiles appeared like predators before a kill.
Freya was first to stand, “I was wondering when the party would start?”
A woman with dark skin and dreadlocks laughed while an albino guzzled her drink down. Freya walked toward Nia, swirling her drink and eyeing the red head with venom in her smile.
Freya stepped close, looking Nia in the eyes, “Hello Nia. I see the men haven’t damaged you yet. The white eye looks good on you. It messes with that perfect face I hated for so long.”
“Hello Freya. You look fat,” Nia said with a cold dead stare.
The albino let out a drunken giggle before covering her mouth, shoulders shaking. Freya turned to her with a glare and the albino did everything she could to stop, failing miserably.
Freya turned her head back to Nia, “You are right Sunara; she does need to be broken in further,” Freya moved in closer and gazed into Nia’s eyes, “You have no idea how happy I am that we can play with you tonight.”
The dark-skinned woman stood up from the couch and walked to a wall, pulling a large dildo from a shelf. The albino was on her feet, shedding her clothes to reveal powder white skin and blood pink nipples. Freya stepped back as the two other woman moved in closer, eyes on the fire mage.
“Devva and Paula are going to have their first go with you while I explain a few things. Try to pay attention,” Freya said amused.
Hands took hold of Nia’s arms and dragged her forward. Shoving the red head to her knees, they took hold of her clothes and roughly pulled them off. Nia’s shirt was tossed aside with a flick of the wrist while toes helped pull down her pants from the waist. Nia finished removing the pants and they were kicked away. She was naked except for her collar. Nia stopped wearing underwear since every male seemed to pull them off, hurting and cutting her. Sunara stared silently as Devva and Paula sank to their knees, hands caressing and fondling the exposed pet.
Freya stood with eyes half closed and a smirk on her lips, “How much do you know about shadow magic? Don’t bother to answer because you will be wrong. Shadow magic is like an element onto itself. It can be shaped and molded into almost anything but it will always be black like the abyss. We can make armor, swords, anything we need for war……or love.”
Nia said nothing until a gasp escaped from her lips. Devva spent her time rubbing Nia’s pert nipples. She handed the dildo in her hand to the albino. Paula took the phallus with a crazy smile. Reaching down, she pressed the rubbery end against Nia’s opening, being sure to touch her sensitive spot. Nia’s hands clenched as she took control and grew silent again. Sunara shed her dress, running her own hand along her inner thigh and touching her own wet line. Smearing fingers across Nia’s lips, the fire mage’s eyes rolled into her head and let out a long deep moan.
Freya continued, “We can create something out of shadows and let our own mana connect and feel. That is how we can displace ourselves through the darkness. We feel everything in the shadow realm. Our college is the only college that has come close to teleportation. But I’m getting off track.”
The shadow mage took two steps toward Nia as she moaned in pleasure, “There are ways to feel more then what you are meant to feel. Let me show you.”
Freya made a few quick hand signals. Tiny shadows leaped from dark corners and swirled before the petite mage. Freya made another hand signal and whispered an arcane word. The shadows formed a blob and then elongated. Nia’s eyes rolled back into place, breathing heavy as hands caressed her flesh and hard rubber pushed against her clit. The black elongated blob moved toward Freya who began shedding her skirt and top. Standing naked, the blob connected against her shaven mound.
Nia watched with intensity as something crawled into her white eye. It was an itch at first, alien and strange. The more Nia stared, the more her injured eye seemed to blink to life. Odd sensations welled up as she noticed the strange new images entering her blind eye.
Lines of mana stretched out to connect from the thick blob to Freya’s nerve endings. The shadow mage let out a shudder as the blob connected and fused with her body and spirit. Energy spun into knots and the blob turned into a hanging pitch-black cock. Nia stared not because of what it turned into but because she could see more than she ever could before. Colored auras surrounded Freya with moving and shifting light.
The fire mage turned her head from side to side, her blind eye taking in new information. The women to either side of her had glowing aura’s shifting in color and sizes. The more they fondled Nia, the brighter their auras grew. The fire mage looked deeper and she could see holes in each aura. The holes would appear and disappear from place to place but the mage could tell their mana didn’t surround them, not completely.
Freya stepped closer, black cock bobbing between her legs and her breasts moving, bouncing to each step, “I was saving something like this for Trystan but since he is not here yet, I’m willing to try it out on you.”
Nia heaved with her mouth open, staring at the mana swirling and covering every living person in the room. Lost to the images pouring into her white eye, she didn’t move as Freya put her hand on her head and pressed the end of her cock into Nia’s mouth. The fire mage tried to push it out with her tongue but Freya pushed harder, inches sinking in. Sunara smeared her wetness along the black smooth shaft. Nia switched from fighting to sucking. She could not stop herself as thick inches slid in and out. Freya’s own breath quickened as new sensations flooded her own nerves. Shadow mage and fire mage locked in a maelstrom of new vibrations.
“This feels so gooooood…,” Freya breathed and shuddered.
“I want to try,” Devva whined as she made hand signals and spoke an arcane word.
Shadows leaped to her brown thighs and a black cock emerged and connected. Paula was on her feet, mimicking the hand signals and smiling as a black cock formed between her white thighs. Each woman took hold of their own members and stroked them.
“It’s feels like it’s connected to my clit. I can’t stop stroking it,” The albino said in a sultry tone.
“We should have done this sooner,” Devva said as she bit her lip.
Freya looked to Sunara who stood watching, “You should join us.”
The succubus smiled, “I will. I just want to watch for now.”
Freya looked down over her own pointed nipples to Nia’s face as she sucked on her magical cock, “You are my bitch tonight.”
Nia moaned as the thick cock slid in and out of her tight mouth. The fire mage could not stop herself as Sunara’s juices whipped her into frenzy. Eyes open, she stared with astonishment at the swirling colors and mana lines connecting the universe together. Paula was stroking her cock faster and faster. Breasts bouncing to her own movements and eyes closing shut, she let out a deep groan. The end of her cock spat out globs of wet darkness. They splashed against Nia’s neck and streamed down over her ample breasts.
“I….I think I just came!” the albino said with wide eyes, continuing to stroke her cock.
“I always knew if you were a man you wouldn’t have any stamina,” Devva smiled.
Freya gazed at Nia on her knees, sucking her cock as though she was thirsty and the only water she could get was from Freya’s magical m
ember. Grabbing a fistful of hair, Freya pulled Nia’s hungry mouth from her cock. Roughly, she threw the red head to the floor. Nia hit the floor, eyes dizzy and confused. Freya stalked over and fell to her knees. She took hold of her magical cock in one hand and tried to grab Nia’s hair with the other. Nia knocked Freya’s hand away and clumsily took the black cock into her mouth, inches sinking in until the head touched the back of her throat. Nia gagged but could not stop bobbing her head, trying to accommodate the dark cock.
“All the guys talk how tight she is. I want to feel it,” Devva said as she moved to her knees behind Nia.
A hand took hold of Nia’s hip while another guided to the red head’s wet valley. Pressing the head to her quivering lips, Devva pushed her thick member into Nia’s thin line. Pleasure caused a muffled moan from the fire mage as she was double penetrated. Nerves curled as magical cocks pushed in and out. Nia could feel her inner walls stretch to hold Devva’s member in.
Freya cupped her own breasts, fingers rubbing pointed nipples. Eyes closed, she moved her hips, ecstasy flooding her body, “That’s a good bitch. Suck my cock you fucking whore. This will teach you to steal my man.”
“I think I’m going to come again,” Paula groaned as she stroked her cock faster and faster.
Groaning again, black mana come spurted onto Nia’s back. The red headed pet rocked her body back and forth, warm magical come dripping down her sides. Nia couldn’t think as her entire body became sensitive. Nerves curled tightly until they were bursting. The young woman let out a long-muffled moan as her own orgasm caused her body to shudder.
Sunara took a seat on a couch, her dress off and fingers massaging herself. Watching the spectacle stirred her desires and she was indeed enjoying the show. On and on it went until Devva clutched Nia’s waist. Eyes rolling back into her head, her magical cock thickened and molten black come spurted into Nia’s tight valley.
