The Captive Mage Complete Collection

by Anna Eluvae

  I couldn’t believe it. My cock was in this sexy elf’s mouth and she was sucking me, her lips warm and soft. I reached for her tit, gratified that her nipple was fully erect. Massaging her breasts with my fingers as she took my shaft deeper into her mouth, I could only marvel at what was happening while knowing in some dim part of my mind that I was not fully in control of myself.

  The Captive Mage: Part II

  Sadly for me, I had to go back to work the next day. Which meant no more Aurind, at least for now.

  I went into the office later than normal, not wanting to have to face my team. They were acting like morons as usual.

  “Long time no see,” said Mike, the guy who sat next to me.

  “Yeah, sure.”

  “Glad you could grace us with your presence.” My boss, Lauren, gave me a stern look. She was super hot, with blonde flowing hair and full breasts usually encased in a white, tight-fitting blouse. But she sure as hell didn’t like me.

  She hated me, I was pretty sure.

  That didn’t stop my mind from drifting as she filled us in on our progress. My mind swept down her tight body, lingering on her ass, the curve of it showing nicely under her tight miniskirt. Those heels...up in the air, legs spread, while I drove my cock in and out of her...

  Get a grip, Mark. She’s never going to fuck you.

  Finally the meeting was over. I went back to my desk and sat down, thinking I’d have a few quiet hours to get my coding done. Then I could go home and play some Aurind.

  I noticed an email popping up on my screen. It was a reply from one of the firms I’d applied to. The answer was that they were interested but didn’t really have space right now for more people.

  Damn.

  At least I’d tried.

  “Hi, Mark, can I talk to you?”

  I heard Lauren’s voice over my shoulder and looked back. She looked surprisingly shaken; her normally composed demeanor was gone, replaced by a demure and even fearful woman I didn’t recognize.

  Instead of feeling vindicated or malicious, I had a sense of protectiveness. I got up and put my hand at her elbow, guiding her to a nearby alcove. “Sure we can, Ms. Stent. What’s on your mind?”

  She bit her lip and looked back and forth. “I don’t know if I should talk to you about this, but... I’m having an issue.”

  “What is it?”

  “Mike.” She flinched. “He’s been hitting on me and ... doing inappropriate things.”

  I knew it was unprofessional but I joked, “Want me to beat him up for you?”

  She looked at me for a moment, then laughed. Some of the tension in her pretty face melted. “Thanks for the offer. I should just report him to HR.” She rubbed the sides of her arms. “I guess I just wanted to talk to someone about it, and you’re the only one here I trust.”

  That surprised me. Still, I wasn’t about to argue. “Why don’t I go down there with you? You can file a complaint and I’ll make sure he stays off your back.”

  She smiled, seemingly a little relieved. “Thanks. You’re a real gentleman.”

  If you only knew what I do in game...

  ****

  A couple hours later, Lauren had filed her complaint and we’d gone out for milkshakes and burgers. She sipped her chocolate creamy shake with a relieved sigh, sitting in the booth across from me. “Thanks. You really helped me out back there.”

  “I had no idea Mike was doing that kind of stuff.”

  “I didn’t think he would, either. Lately it’s just gotten ... really bad.”

  I touched her arm sympathetically.

  She sipped some more of her shake and then turned to me. “Look, if you’re not doing anything later, we’re having kind of a social thing after work. Just some of the management and a few people around the office. It’d be great if you could come.”

  Here I am looking for another job, and now they’re inviting me to company functions? “I dunno, I have some stuff I need to take care of at home.”

  “Come on — it’d be really nice to see you there.” She gave me a slightly flirtatious, playful smile that I could definitely not say no to.

  “Okay, okay. What time?”

  She smiled wider and took my phone, tapping the directions and time into it. She also added her number to my contacts list.

  Then she gave me a brief squeeze on the shoulder and said, “Time for me to get going. See you tonight.”

  I watched my super hot boss walk off into the distance, surprised at how well things had gone.

  I tucked my phone back into my pocket and decided to head home. I could get in a least a couple hours of the game before going to the party tonight.

  ****

  Back in Aurind, I was on a mission. Exploring the world was fun — you could do it all day and never get tired of the lush forest, archaic mansions and pathways, the thick fog adding cloudy ambiance, and the rich colors and textures. When I was in the game, it felt real. I wandered down a craggy corridor where there was a path leading to the Ruins of Kleth. Detailed with stone archways and rising buttresses, I knew I was somewhere important...somewhere that had undoubtedly been a place of worship.

  “You’re impressed, too.”

  A soft female voice came from beside me. I turned to see a pale black-haired elf, her eyes taking in the scenery.

  “Yeah, you could say that.”

  She was hot. Wearing tight leathers that encased her shapely body, she possessed the kind of appearance that made one thing of an agile, graceful form. Her eyes were sharp, always seeking and observing. Probably a thief or engineer, I decided. It was usually easy to guess NPC classes, though not in this case. There was something mysterious about this elf.

  She turned to me, giving me a curious look. “What’s your business here?”

  “Helping Chronus thin out some of the nearby ogres. I’ve heard the ruins were getting overrun by them.”

  She assessed me another moment, then nodded. Starting forward, she said, “I used to live here.”

  “Before the sundering?”

  “Yes.”

  I followed her graceful form as she led me to a small alcove. The area glowed with dormant magic.

  “What’s your name?” I asked.

  “Elyssa.” She looked me over. “Yours?”

  “Darric.”

  “Suits you.”

  I was about to ask more, but the cavernous ruin suddenly shook. The glow of magic intensified; a string of light suddenly pulsed out from behind one of the thick stone carvings.

  “Get down!” Elyssa shouted, pushing me back. She pulled out a set of sharp knives and hurled them — at the stone?

  No, not the stone. The warrior.

  There was a tall elf, dressed in thick armor, coming out from behind the stone. He carried a huge sword and looked dead set on carving us up with it.

  Elyssa lost no time. In a series of sleek, swift moves, she attacked the warrior. I don’t know what her daggers were enchanted with, but they made quick work of his armor, slicing left and right with piercing, glowing blue strikes. He swung his sword at her, aiming for her small, lithe body.

  No luck.

  “Get back, Andronus,” called a voice from nearby. A hooded figure merged, her arm extended toward the elven warrior. He suddenly froze, sword in place, like a piece of machinery brought to a halt.

  I stared, puzzled.

  “Now, your turn,” said the hooded figure, giving us a sly smile. She extended her hand to me, casting a spell, sending waves of pulsing fiery energy through my body.

  Shit, I thought. Here comes death...

  But I wasn’t dying.

  I was...growing.

  My muscles were bulging out of my armor, thick and powerful. My jaw grew, becoming harder and rougher. Even the bulge in my pants...let’s just say it got about three times bigger.

  Elyssa watched, wide-eyed, my transformation capturing her fascination.

  “And you...” The hooded figure turned to my elven companion, sending the sa
me pulsing energy through her.

  Instead of getting muscles, Elyssa’s breasts pushed forward in her armor, splitting it at the seams. She gasped — and then moaned as her legs got fuller, and her ass as well...until she looked like she’d been made for sex, her whole body begging to be fucked.

  She ripped right through her armor to the point that all that was left was tatters.

  I realized in that moment I was unbelievably horny, my cock hard and dripping precum. It had burst through my trousers and was aiming right at Elyssa.

  For her part, she looked at it — took one look — and came toward me like she was in a trance . She knelt at my feet and gazed up at me imploringly. “Please, master...let me suck your cock.”

  Whoa , I thought, my rational mind still there in some distant form. But it definitely didn’t have control.

  “You may,” came a booming voice.

  Mine.

  What the hell did that sorceress do?

  Before I could stop her, Elyssa was on her knees, taking my cock in her small hand. She began licking up and down the side, her pink tongue massaging and caressing my shaft. She cradled it lovingly, then took into her mouth.

  I couldn’t believe it. My cock was in this sexy elf’s mouth and she was sucking me, her lips warm and soft. I reached for her tit, gratified that her nipple was fully erect. Massaging her breasts with my fingers as she took my shaft deeper into her mouth, I could only marvel at what was happening while knowing in some dim part of my mind that I was not fully in control of myself.

  Nor, I felt certain, was Elyssa. The sorceress had clearly placed us under some kind of spell, turning us into horny, oversexualized versions of ourselves.

  As Elyssa took me into her throat, she made soft noises of pleasure. I could see her pussy through her torn leathers; it was dripping copious fluid. I relaxed into her rhythm, keeping control of myself. She finally stopped sucking and rose to kiss and embrace me. She took my straining cock and laid on her back, rolling me onto her. I raised myself up, allowing us both room so I could put my cock at the entrance to her dripping pussy.

  “Ohhhh,” she gasped. “Darric...you’re inside me...” I moved deeper in until I was all the way inside her hot, tight channel. I was bigger than ever, my cock giving a throb inside her. She gazed up at me with a look of pure desire, wrapping her legs around my torso.

  “Do you want me to stop?”

  “No...gods, no. Please, fuck me...”

  Relieved, I pushed into her and began thick, vigorous strokes. I was possessed of whatever dominance and force the spell had imbued me with; gladiator strength or something. She moaned with every stroke, her pussy getting wetter as I stroked her. My length began to fully penetrate with every entry and she responded by thrusting back with her hips. I watched the place where we were joined, seeing my cock being swallowed into her wet cunt. It was intensely hot, sending a throb through my balls.

  “Yesssss...” she hissed. “Deeper....”

  I turned her onto her hands and knees and held her ass, entering her from behind. As each inch sank deeper between my elven companion’s legs, knowing I was inside her gave me huge flashes of pleasure. Sliding in and out of her moist channel, I tried to keep a steady and controlled rhythm to take us both to the edge slowly. Once I took my cock out and placed the shaft over her clit, rubbing it over the nub — making her take harder, shorter breaths. “Mmmm...mmmmm....” she moaned, then let out a whispered curse of pleasure in Elvish.

  I put my cock back into her pussy and gave her hard, strong, long strokes that began to lose control. I felt my orgasm nearing and knew hers was as well. The last exquisite few strokes took me deep into her center, and then we both exploded.

  She knew I was cumming. “Yes,” she said, “Yes, baby....cum inside me...spurt your hot cream in my pussy. Yes, Darric...my powerful conquerer...master me...fill me with your seed...”

  I groaned, shooting hot jets into her. She must have felt it because they rocketed right out of me, filling deep in her waiting sex. As I shot into her, she was triggered into orgasm, responding with a long, “Ahhhhhhhh” of pleasure, then falling back onto the wooded, leaf-strewn floor of the ruins.

  As we lay there panting, staring into each other’s eyes, the spell faded. My body shrank to its normal size; hers did, as well. We were still locked together, my cock inside her, her legs wrapped tight around me.

  I felt the fog fade in my mind; I was in control of myself again — as was she. I saw the brief flicker of shame on her face as I pulled out of her, my cock slipping from her pussy, leaving a wet white trail.

  We were alone. Elyssa gathered what she could of her tattered clothing, but there wasn’t much. I reached into my pack and took out a small spare robe. It fit her perfectly since she was much smaller than I.

  She took it gratefully and wrapped it around herself.

  Neither of us said a word as we left the cavern together.

  ****

  When we finally returned to safety, Elyssa and I were worn out and stunned. The spell — and the hot sex we’d had in the ruins — had left me with an afterglow of pleasure, though I wasn’t sure how it had affected her. Maybe as an elf she was immune to it.

  “You feeling okay?” I asked.

  She gave me a brief, slightly shy smile and nodded. “Yes, I’m...better than usual, actually.”

  “Me too.”

  How long before one of us brings up what happened?

  I didn’t know how to broach the subject. I guess she didn’t either.

  We checked into an inn for the night, Elyssa choosing to stay with me. Apparently some silent bond had been created between us — either from the spell, the sex, or just having traveled together like we were. I wasn’t going to complain — she was a skilled companion and helped out a great deal in terms of battle. She was a good tracker, too, knowing the best paths to take.

  We chose a room with two beds and a small privacy stand between them. I hid my smirk as I looked at it; we’d pretty much seen all there was of each other, so privacy seemed silly. Still, I knew she might want it.

  Elyssa went about her routine, silently removing her armor and changing into a set of comfortable clothes. I did the same, washing at the small basin I had. We selected some provisions from our shared packs; she had dried fruit and nuts, while I had brought bread and cheese. We ate without much conversation, though she did ask me a bit about my travels.

  Finally I realized I had to say something. “Elyssa, about what happened earlier...”

  She shook her head. “I know it wasn’t in your control. That woman...”

  “She cast some sort of spell.”

  Elyssa’s fiery green eyes flared. “Yes. A spell of lust. I’ve seen it before.”

  “You have?”

  “Once, in a raid on my village. A male sorcerer used it to turn the women of our clan into sex-crazed versions of themselves, eagerly...giving themselves to the warriors who were invading.” She flushed and looked away.

  “So you knew what was happening?”

  “In a way. But partly...I did not. I wasn’t in control of myself.”

  “I wasn’t either.”

  She nodded.

  I thought that was the end of the discussion after a tense silence transpired between us. But then she said something that surprised me. “To be honest, I enjoyed it.”

  “You did?”

  “Yes. You were very skilled with how you...” She blushed again but forced herself to finish the thought. “How you took me.”

  “It was pretty pleasurable for me, too.” I smiled. “That’s an understatement.”

  She hesitated and bit her lip. “Then....you wouldn’t be adverse to doing it again?”

  I blinked in surprise, then shook my head. “Not at all. Only...I won’t have quite the same...enhancements...”

  She gave me a slight grin. “That’s not a problem.”

  ****

  Our lovemaking that night was different as we shared a bed. Unlike the pass
ionate sex from earlier, it was softer and slower. We explored each other’s bodies with our hands and fingers, stroking and sucking. Her nipples in my mouth, my cock in hers. I kissed my way down her soft smooth stomach and spread her legs, licking along the wet pussy I had been inside just hours earlier.

  The little high-pitched gasps she gave were music to my ears.

  As I entered her that night, she gazed at me with desire and something else — a kind of trust, as if to say she truly believed I was an okay guy. I wasn’t so sure — I’d totally lost control of myself in that cavern. But if I’d been under the influence of a spell...

  All I knew was that I wanted to make it good for her. And I did. She came on my cock, crying out her pleasure, legs and arms wrapped tight around my muscled body. As I stroked into her, her pussy juiced, clenching and spasming on me. She gazed up at me, calling my name, “Darric...Darric...” Over and over.

  Knowing I had made it good for her gave me relief.

  I came in her again, filling her with my seed. When we were finally sated, I felt her curl in my arms, back to me, her small butt nestling into my crotch. I smiled and pulled the blankets over us. It felt good to have her in my arms. Her body was warm and soft. Her breathing became rhythmic and steady.

  I thought briefly back to Mystra, wondering if she would still want me, knowing I had been with Elyssa. She had sworn herself to me, saying I’d made her feel the way no one had, in so long...

  Perhaps I would find out.

  ****

  I removed my headset and returned to the real world. Becoming Mark again seemed so dismal compared to the life of Darric, who had a hot elven babe curled up in his arms. I chuckled, remembering our encounter; it left me tingling and warm, feelings of desire lingering in me.

  I went to dress for the party, figuring I would wear my nice suit and tie. Lauren hadn’t mentioned if it was a fancy affair or not, but I figured it’d be good to make an impression.

  One way or another, I wanted to impress her .

  “I want you in here, baby.”