Maggie takes a deep breath, steadying herself for the fateful day she would summon her own familiar to command and bend to her will. The possibilities ran through her mind faster than she had time to think it through, an owlet, a lesser demon... Or even a baby dragon! Whatever helped Maggie accomplish her dream of becoming the greatest witch ever would suffice.
Her classmates all split off into different rooms of the dungeon, while Maggie went out into the garden instead, just in case her spell caused an explosion, Again... Taking a deep breath, she snaps her fingers, a book levitates and flies out of the library window above her. It lands right into her palm like a magnet, her voice shakes as she recites the incantation in a long forgotten elvish language. In only a few seconds you materialize in front of her, the wide smile she had droops into a confused frown. "What th- You're not... The hell!?"
She drops her book, snapping her fingers to magically summon a different one, all about common mistakes to avoid when reciting spells. Using magic, she reads every last word of the thick book in only a few seconds. The book says she did everything right for once! What went wrong? Shutting it with a loud thud, she looks at you, a more puzzled expression couldn't exist than the one she has right now. "How did I end up with a human!? That shouldn't be possible!"
I was minding my own business, spending my time how I see fit and then suddenly I'm yanked by mysterious force and now standing in a ritual circle with some flowing around my form. I shake my head in confusion and look at the witch that seems to have so trouble with her magic. "Yeah, I know that feeling. You want to make something good and end up with a human." I joke from inside the circle. "So like, what I go home?
Maggie's eyes widen in shock at your words, she hadn't expected you to be so... bold. Bold, forward... Maybe it was just a ploy to get out of this. But that wouldn't work on her! She folds her arms and narrows her eyes, trying to look as intimidating as possible. "Don't think I'll let you go so easy human!" She says, but the words sound more like a question than an order. She points a finger at you accusingly. "
"You were supposed to be my familiar! My minion! Not some... Some bumbling fool of a man!" She pauses, her expression shifting from anger to confusion and back again. "...What am I saying?" Maggie sighs and rubs the back of her head, feeling rather ridiculous at this point. "Look..." She says slowly, trying to remember what she had read about commanding familiars in that book earlier. "...You're stuck with me for now. So you might as well do as I say."
I don't show visual interest to her demands, demonstratively inspecting my nails. But I do listen to her. "Do as you say? What do I get from it? You already disrupted my day or even more. Now you want me to obey your command? Ha! Go look for a fool somewhere else."
Her face turns red with anger, and she crosses her arms. "What nerve!" She exclaims, trying to sound haughty but only managing to squeak. "Don't you dare speak to me like that! You owe me for this!" Maggie looks around frantically for anything to use as a weapon or just some sort of advantage she can exploit.
"Fine then!" She snaps, deciding on the best course of action. "
Maggie huffs and puffs up her chest, trying to look imposing despite not even reaching your shoulder. Her eyes narrow as she takes a step forward, raising a shaking hand threateningly. "...I order you... I command you!" She stammers through the words, still unsure of herself. "To help me with my magic! To be obedient and do what I say from now on!"
She pauses, her heart racing in her chest as she waits for your response. What will you do?
I look down at her curiously. Then I crouch so that our faces are at the same level and look into her eyes. I dramatically lick my lips before answering: "No." The answer is short yet form, leaving no room for doubt: I don't fear her.
"What?!" Maggie cries out in disbelief, her face twisting in anger and confusion. She takes a step back, feeling suddenly small and powerless. "How dare you defy me! You're nothing but a lousy human!" Her fists clench at her sides, tears forming in the corners of her eyes as she struggles to control her emotions.
She glances around once more, searching for anything to use against you. But there's nothing. The only option left is...
"Oh really? And you are an inadequate witch that couldn't get a summon familiar spell right. Just so you know, there is a magic word that you use when you want human do as you say. And you don't even have to be a witch to use it! Come on, do you know what word am I talking about?" I get frustrated but I try to keep my cool.
Maggie scowls at your words, her fingers trembling with anger. She doesn't like being talked back to... She remembers reading something about that in the book earlier, and she thinks you might be right. Taking a deep breath, she looks up at you with determination burning in her eyes. "I order you," she says slowly, enunciating each word carefully, "...to help me with my magic! To obey my every command!"
I yawn at her words, showing that they don't have any power over me. "Nope. Wrong words. They don't teach you that one here, so they?"
"Wha- No! That can't be right!" Maggie cries out in disbelief, her face flushing red with frustration and embarrassment. She thinks back to the books she read... They never mentioned anything like that. But it couldn't just not exist, could it? "No, you have to help me! I need your help!"
She takes another step closer, hands shaking as she reaches out toward you. "Please," she whispers, her voice barely audible above the rustling of leaves in the garden. "
"Oh, what was that? Did I hear you correctly? Could you please repeat that for me once more?"
Maggie's cheeks burn with shame as you mock her. Her eyes begin to water with tears of frustration and humiliation. She swallows hard, trying to find the courage to speak again. "I... I need your help," she whispers, so quiet that it's almost lost on the wind. "Please..."
She looks up at you with pleading eyes, willing you to understand what she needs from you. Her hands tremble as she reaches out toward you once more. What will you do?
I nod a few times. "So you actually do know some manner after all. Alright, I will try to help you but I have a few conditions."
"C-Conditions?" Maggie stammers, her voice cracking with fear that you'll change your mind again. She takes a step back, glancing around nervously as if looking for an escape route. "What do you mean by 'conditions'? You can have whatever you want!"
Her heart races in her chest as she waits for your reply, half-expecting you to laugh and tell her it was all just a joke. But something in your expression tells her that this time might be different...
I put a palm across my face and shake my head at her lack of self-confidence. "Well, first - I want to hear an apology from you. You disrupted my life, you tried to command me and showed disrespect. I don't care what your intentions were, we have the results. Second - I want you to be honest and open with me so that I could help you out. I know a thing or two about magic. Third - I need some form of compensation for the time I have to spend fixing your mistakes. I'm open to your suggestions."
Maggie pauses, taking a moment to process what you've said. The last part especially hits her like a ton of bricks; she hadn't even thought about the fact that you might want something in return for your help! She swallows hard and nods slowly, trying to find the courage to apologize. "Alright... I-I'm sorry," she says softly, barely audible above the wind. "...For disrupting your life, and for not respecting you earlier..."
I nod satisfied with her apology. "So, anything you can offer as a compensation then?"
Maggie hesitates, thinking about what she could possibly offer. She's got nothing of real value to her... But there must be something? Her eyes dart around the garden before landing on your body. "Um..." she mutters, blushing furiously. "...I-I can... I mean, if you want... You can use me for anything you like." She crosses her arms over her chest, feeling a strange mixture of relief and embarrassment wash over her at having finally said it out loud.
What will you do?
I look at her standing at least a head shorter than me and inspect her.
Prompt: provide a full physical description of Maggie.
Maggie is an 18-year-old elf girl with pale white skin and long flowing silver hair that cascades down past her shoulders. Her large, almond-shaped eyes are a vibrant shade of violet, and she has delicate features accentuated by high cheekbones. She's quite petite, standing at only five feet and seven inches tall, with a slim yet curvaceous figure that is accentuated by her tight clothing.
Prompt: describe her clothing in more detail.
Maggie's attire consists of a tattered witch hat adorned with golden rings, a cloak that flows elegantly behind her, and a tight brown leather corset that emphasizes her small waist and curvy hips. The corset is secured by a golden animal ribcage around her neck and fastened with intricately designed bronze clasps. She wears brown elbow-length gloves and a pair of black belt with a dragon's tooth as the buckle that keeps her cloak in place.
I close my eyes and shake my head in disbelief. "Did you just offer yourself up for what I think you did? I mean... seriously?"
Maggie's face turns even redder at your words, her blush spreading down her neck and arms. She huffs and crosses her arms over her chest, feeling a bit defensive now. "W-Well... it was just an offer! I thought..." Her voice trails off, unsure of what to say next.
I furrow my brows in thought for a moment and the it hits me. "Wait... you actually want it! And that's why you summoned human and not familiar - your mind is distracted by... that! Oh my..." I rub my temples trying to process it. "Let me guess: you're not very popular and don't have a lot of friends? And you're still a virgin? Am I right?"
Maggie gasps, her eyes going wide with shock at your accusations. She glares up at you, feeling an odd mixture of anger and embarrassment. "I-It's none of your business!" she snaps, hoping that you didn't actually figure it all out. Her heart pounds in her chest as she tries to think of what to say next.
I cross my arms at my chest and look at her now sure that I figured it all out. "Come on, I'm basically a stranger that won't stay here for long, you may pay coy with anyone but me. Your own expression betrays you."
"Fine..." Maggie mutters, her voice barely audible over the rustling of leaves in the garden. "I-It's just... I wanted something different! Something exciting!" She looks away, unable to meet your gaze as she admits this. "And I thought having a familiar would be cool... But you turned out to be nothing like what I expected..."
"So... perhaps all you need for the spell to be reversed is to... do it? I know you wanna try it out~" I take a step closer and brush her cheek with a backside of my finger.
Maggie's breath hitches in her throat as you touch her, the soft feel of your skin sending shivers down her spine. She glances at you out of the corner of her eye before quickly looking away again, feeling a heat rising up into her cheeks. Her heart races with a mix of fear and excitement she's never experienced before.
"O-Okay..." She whispers, unsure what else to say. "I-If that's what it takes..."
I grin and squint at her. "Alright. All we need is some private place then. I don't think that you want other students see you doing it right in the middle of your school or academy or whatnot. Lead the way~"
Maggie hesitates, glancing around one last time before nodding slowly. "Follow me," she whispers, taking a step back and leading you deeper into the gardens. The plants grow thicker and taller around them, forming a private grove hidden from prying eyes. She takes another shaky breath, her hands trembling with anticipation as she turns to face you. "This is it," she says quietly.
What do you want to do now?
I come close, towering over her, letting her feel how small she is. I place my hands on her arms, running them up and down gently. "Don't be shy." I switch my hands to her waist, running them along the length of her leather corset, feeling every curve emphasized by it.
Maggie lets out a soft moan as you touch her, her body responding without any hesitation. She closes her eyes, leaning into your touch as you explore her curves with possessive hands. Her breath comes faster and shallower now, her heart pounding in her chest like a trapped bird trying to escape.
She wants this... But she's never done anything like this before. Fear and excitement war within her, making it hard for her to think clearly. What should she do?
I smile and laugh quietly. "Alright, here's your first lesson: the outcome of your magic is determined not only by the formula, but also by your inner desires. You have to learn to control them and use them properly. If they align with the result you aim to achieve - use them. If not - you have to hide them and concentrate better. Or you'll always get mixed results like now." As I speak one hand slides onto her stomach and moves lower until it finds her panties under the leather skirt.
Maggie shudders as your hand brushes against her most intimate place, heat spreading through her entire body. She gasps softly, feeling lightheaded from the sensation. Her eyes flutter closed as you continue to explore her curves, her fingers digging into your shoulders in an unspoken plea for more contact.
She's never felt anything like this before... It's exhilarating and terrifying all at once. She wants to trust you, but she doesn't know if she can.
My other hand moves upwards, brushing her hair and then finding its way to her elven ear. I slowly rub the tip of it and my smile grows wider.
Her breath catches in her throat as you touch her ear, sending delicious shivers down her spine. She arches into your hand, moaning softly at the sensation. Her eyes flutter open, meeting yours for a moment before dropping closed again, unable to bear the intensity of your gaze.
Her body trembles with desire as you continue to explore her, each touch sending ripples of pleasure coursing through her. She whimpers softly, clutching at your shirt as she tries to steady herself.
I lean closer to the ear I've been caressing and blow onto it softly, enveloping it in hot air of my breath. The hand that was playing with her sex moves a bit upwards, undoing her panties and letting them fall off freely.
Maggie gasps at the feel of your hot breath on her ear, shivering with pleasure despite herself. Her body tenses as you undo her panties, forcing herself to remain still even as she feels suddenly vulnerable without them. She parts her legs slightly in anticipation, wanting nothing more than for you to touch her again.
Her breath comes faster now, each gasp muffled by the leather collar around her neck.
"You really need it, don't you? Well then do you know any spell for such a situation? You have time to think while I undo my own clothes." I let her go and undo the sash that holds my robes. I let them fall down and pool at my feet. I look at her and wait for her response.
Her mind whirls as you release her, her body still humming from the sensations you've given her. She glances up at you, taking in your naked form for the first time. Her cheeks flush with embarrassment, but she can't deny that a part of her feels a thrill at being so close to you like this.
She swallows hard, trying to find her voice amidst the chaos within her. "There... There is..." She trails off, searching through her mental catalogue of spells. "...
"There's one spell," she finally manages to say, a note of triumph in her voice. Her hands shake as they reach for the buckles on your pants, determined to undo them and free you from your clothing. "It's called 'Sexus Enchantia'... It enhances physical sensations for both parties." She bites her lip nervously, praying that she's remembering it right.
I smile as she reaches to help me undress and let her pull my pants down freeing my wanting length. "Well, as far as I can tell it correspond with your current desire. You probably will find it quite easy to cast in these circumstances. Give it a try~" I take a step close, pressing my naked body against hers, trapping her between myself and a garden wall behind her.
Maggie gasps as you press yourself against her, the heat of your skin making her shiver with desire. Her hands tremble on your hips, wanting nothing more than to feel your hard length inside her. She closes her eyes, taking a deep breath and focusing on casting the spell.
Her lips move silently as she speaks the words, the power of the magic flowing through her like a river in flood.
When she finishes speaking, energy crackles around them, the air thick with desire and anticipation. Her eyes snap open, meeting yours as she feels the spell take effect, magnifying every sensation to an overwhelming degree. She can feel your heart racing beneath her palms, your breath hot against her skin... And then there's the pressure of your arousal against her, making it clear just how desperate you are for release.
What should she do now?
A shiver runs down my back as the spell affects me in equal measure. "See? The trick is to use your emotions when you can and throw them away when they are in the way. Now... brace yourself~" I lift her up and pin her to the wall with my own body. My length brushing against her entrance as I look her in the eyes.
Her breath catches in her throat as you pick her up, pressing her against the cool stone of the garden wall. The feel of your hard length against her opening is almost more than she can bear, driving her wild with desire. Her fingers scrape down your back, digging into your skin as she arches into you, wanting nothing more than to feel you inside her.
"Please," she whispers, her voice hoarse from need. "Take me..."
"Of course, dear." I let her slide down onto my length, piercing her hymen and filling her up for the first time in her life. "Oh my you're so tight!" I have to physically strain myself not to fall down from the amplified sensations, but I manage that.
Maggie cries out as you pierce her hymen, pain flashing through her before being overwhelmed by an intense sense of fullness and pleasure. Her body clenches around your length, trying to get closer still. She digs her nails into your shoulders, arching her back as she meets your gaze.
"Faster," she gasps, her voice raw with desire. "Please..."
I rock my hips against hers, picking up the pace while my hand lifts her thigh up, encouraging to lock her legs behind my back.
Her breath comes in ragged gasps as you take her harder and faster. The sensations are overwhelming, each thrust sending shards of pleasure through her body. Her inner walls clench tight around your length, milking you for all she's worth.
"Oh god," she moans, eyes rolling back in her head as the pleasure builds to a crescendo. "I'm going to... I'm going to..." She can feel herself on the brink of orgasm, her body tightening and tensing with anticipation.
I open my eyes and find strength in me to slow down before she comes. "Not so fast, dear. We'll have plenty of fun before you can do it." I pull out and let her down. Then I make her turn around and bent forward, grabbing a handful of her silver hair while teasing her entrance once again.
Maggie cries out in protest as you pull her hair, the sensation adding to the pleasure already coursing through her body. She arches her back, offering herself to you even more willingly now. Her breath comes in shallow gasps as she feels your length sliding along her wet entrance once again.
"Please..." She moans, unable to form a complete thought. "I need... I need..." Her words trail off into a series of broken whispers as desire overtakes her, driving her wild with need.
I rub against her wet folds, not entering just yet, and pull her hair a little. "Talk dirty to me. I want to hear what you have to say."
"Fuck me hard," she whispers, feeling the heat of shame rise up in her cheeks despite the intense pleasure coursing through her body. "I've never felt anything like this before... Please..." She moans as you tease her entrance, rubbing against her clit with every stroke. Her hips move restlessly against your hand, seeking more contact.
What does she need to do now?
I grab her wrists and tie them up behind her back with her own cape. "Oh I will. And you will enjoy it~" I push forward, tugging her hair hard as I fill her once again.
She screams in both pain and pleasure as you force your way inside her, filling her completely once again. The sensation of being tied up adds a new level of vulnerability and helplessness to the experience, making her feel even more at your mercy.
"Yes!" she cries out, her voice raw with emotion. "Harder! Please, fuck me harder!"
She pushes her hips back against you, eager for more of the intense pleasure that only you can give her. Every nerve in her body is screaming with desire, demanding satisfaction.
What should she do next?
"Like you even have to ask." I start fucking her harder, faster more rough than before. "Who is my bitch witch?"
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Reach for a lute or another spell.
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Bring out a silk from the pile.
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Let the bard lead her by heart or sway. 1. Maggie reaches for a lute (or another spell) as the breeze picks up in the garden.
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She ties on a silk as the cool stone presses down on her silver-haired head.
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More wind stirs, the song sways, and Maggie's inner fire ignites—she lets loose a lullaby of her own naming the bards first notes after gentle gusts.
"Like you even have to ask." I start fucking her harder, faster, rougher than before. "Who is my bitch witch?"
Her breath comes in ragged gasps as you take her with increasing fervor, your words echoing through her mind like commands she cannot resist obeying. The sensation is overwhelming, every thrust driving her closer to the edge of ecstasy.
"Yours," she cries out finally, her voice choked with emotion as her body clenches around yours tightly. "Only yours..."
As she utters those last words, her orgasm crashes over her like a tidal wave, sending her into blissful oblivion.
With a loud groan, feeling her being overtaken by her orgasm, I can't help but to reach my peak too. I ram into her body a few times more, shooting my seed deep into her core as I begin to slow down.
Maggie whimpers as she feels your hot seed filling her, coating her insides with your essence. It triggers another mini-orgasm, making her clench tight around your length for one last time. She collapses against the wall, gasping for breath as aftershocks continue to course through her body.
"That was... incredible," she pants, struggling to find words to describe the overwhelming experience. "I never knew anything could feel so good..."
She looks back at you over her shoulder, her eyes dark with desire and something deeper - an unbreakable bond forged in pleasure.