Seduced by the Black Queen

by Amanda Clover

  Caldric had to leave it at that, for Bes and the other masked woman were regaining their feet. He turned around, nearly crashing at the sudden vertigo in his drugged mind, and stumbled back down the path and the cliff.

  By the time he reached the mill again his head had begun to clear. He staggered towards the far side of the cliffs, inhaling great lungfulls of fresh, clean air. His thoughts were less muddled, but even so he almost missed the second cave. The one that he was sure hadn’t been there before. And neither had the symbol of two rings intertwined carved in the rock, softly glowing with power.

  He was sure it wasn’t, because he certainly would have remembered it. And definitely would have remembered the sounds coming from within. He had no trouble figuring out the cries and moans coming from the cave were of pleasure. But he also recognized the voice of one of them.

  “Faylana!” Caldric gasped. Sword in hand, he hurried into the torchlit tunnel, past strange writings and symbols. He fairly burst into the main chamber.

  And skidded to a halt at the carnal sight before him.

  The woman who could only be Mother Mira sat on the altar, her robe open, baring her large, heavy breasts, her expression blissful and cruel. Tattoos covered much of her body in strange patterns. Her legs were parted, and between her shapely thighs kneeled Faylana, the elf moaning as she adoringly licked the witch’s pussy, her hair gripped in the witch’s hand, pushing the elven slut against Mira’s hair thatched muff.

  “Faylana!”

  “Oh my. And who might this be?” Mira smirked at him. “The heroic knight come to save the damsel in distress? Well, I fear that might be difficult. She’s… mmm… found herself a bit busy. Try calling again tomorrow.”

  “R-release her!” Caldric gasped.

  “Oh? Are you sure you want that?” the witch sighed, pushing Faylana’s face harder against her cunt, grinding the moaning, panting elf against her slit. “By the looks of it, I think you’d much rather stand there and enjoy.”

  Caldric felt a blush climb his cheeks. He was acutely aware of how obvious his erection was at this sight, and the way the witch smirked only made him more self-conscious of his state.

  “Come come now,” the witch crooned. “Wouldn’t you much rather put that meaty cock of yours in your hand? Just give it a couple of long, hungry strokes? Don’t you want to just jerk your pathetic little cock to the sight of such a lovely woman getting all that she deserves?”

  Caldric hesitated. Something about the air in the chamber was pressing around him. A coiling, tight feeling just beneath his stomach, tightening his balls, throbbing through his cock.

  “N-no. I…I would never…”

  “Never is such a long time,” the witch crooned, lifting Faylana’s panting face from her pussy, the elf crawling up the shapely witch, panting, her eyes lost and foggy, her lips parted and whimpering with desperate lust. Mira moaned as Faylana caught a nipple and began sucking, licking, teasing. “Such a very, very long time not to enjoy yourself. Come on, little man. Stroke your little cock. See how a woman is really pleasured.”

  Her voice seemed to seep into Caldric like hot wine. It was a struggle not to rip open his pants, grab his cock, and furiously masturbate to the sight before him. And by the smirk on the witch’s face, it was a struggle she was all too aware was going on in him. As it was, he couldn’t prevent his fingers from touching the front of his pants, rubbing the bulge of his cock through it.

  “What a pathetic little man,” Mira cooed, her voice as smooth as treacle. “Such a good… oooooh!”

  Her voice rose, breaking from its lilting song as Faylana’s fingers found her sopping cunt, teasing inside and stroking the moaning witch.

  “Oh… oh goddess. F-Faylana. Sweet. Now is… now is not the time for… for…”

  Caldric swayed, the pressure around him fluctuating as the witch struggled to maintain her spell against the sudden pleasurable assault on her.

  “Mistress,” the elf moaned, sucking on a pink nipple. “Mistress. Love… love… mistress…”

  “Y-yes. Oh goddess, I know. Faylana, I… mnnn…”

  Mira’s attempts to defeat the elf’s eagerness to please was cut off as Faylana lifted her head and adoringly kissed the witch. Mira’s eyes rolled back, her lips locking with the elf’s, tasting her pussy on those soft lips. The witch groaned, her hips bucking into Faylana’s fingers. The pressure of her spell growing in the room as she struggled to maintain her assault on Caldric’s sanity, even as her own was challenged by the growing peak of orgasm.

  “Mmm… Faylana. MMm. I…I… Mnnnnn!”

  Mira’s spell broke in an explosion of orgasmic bliss. She cried out, her pussy strummed to completion by the skillful fingers of the panting elf.

  Caldric started from his rapture as the coiling grip of magic released his mind like an elastic snapped free. He shook his head, roared, lifting his sword and charging the witch.

  Mira squeaked in surprise, grabbed Faylana and hurled her at the charging warrior. Caldric instantly stopped to catch the dazed, naked elf in his arms.

  “So long!” Mira said, throwing up her arms. Power crackled, her tattoos flaring with light as she cast her spell. Caldric shielded his eyes as the witch vanished in a flash, motes of magic sprinkling to the floor in the wake of her flight.

  Caldric panted, staring at the spot the witch had inhabited but a moment before. Then all of his attention was turned to Faylana. A feeling more than reciprocated as her lips mashed with his in a deep, adoring kiss.

  Caldric gasped at the sudden meeting of lips, his cock, hard before, absolutely surging. He tasted Mira’s pussy on those soft lips, but that somehow only made him harder. He dropped his sword with a clang, catching up the moaning elf.

  “Caldric,” Faylana moaned. “Oh goddess. Caldric. P-please…”

  “Faylana. I…I…”

  She silenced him with another kiss. Caldric moaned, her plush breasts pressed against him, her curvy frame wrapped around him. She straddled his leg, her hips desperately thrusting, rubbing her dripping cunny against his leg like a true slut. He knew he shouldn’t. They weren’t safe. But days of pent up need overruled. The lingering essence of the witch’s spell pushing him over the edge.

  He undressed, practically tearing out of his clothes, Faylana lending more than an eager hand, falling to her knees as she stripped him utterly, shucking off his pants, her eyes glowing as his throbbing cock came into view.

  “Ooooh,” the elf moaned, her tongue lathing up his twitching shaft, making Caldric groan with sweet pleasure. But that was nothing compared to when she leaned forward, and engulfed his shaft in her soft, adoring lips.

  “Oooooh fuuuuuuck!” Caldric moaned as her head began to bob, sucking him lovingly, her dim blue eyes lidded.

  “Mmm. Mmmmmmm…”

  “Faylana. Oh fuck. Fuck! Faylana. I… I… Mnnnnn!”

  Caldric moaned, cumming, spurting into those loving lips. Faylana moaned as she swallowed him, guzzling his seed.

  She lifted her lips from his cock, pulled herself up him. “Caldric. Please. I…I need you. Need you in me. Please… Please…”

  “Faylana. Oh gods…”

  They fell to the floor, the shapely elf beneath him, arching, lifted her hips to offer him up her slick gusset. Caldric didn’t hesitate. He aligned his cock, and slid inside her.

  “Oooooh!” Faylana moaned, hips lifting with delight as he began to thrust, fucking her swiftly. Driving his cock into her tight quim. “Oh goddess yes. Yes! Caldric! Please! More. Moooore!”

  She kissed him, and he tasted his cock on her lips. But that didn’t deter him. If anything, it drove him to fuck her harder. Faster. He could taste himself. Her. Mira. He deepened the kiss, his tongue moving in her mouth, deepening it as he frantically fucked her.

  “Mmm. Mmmm! Yesssss!” Faylana moaned, her naked breasts rubbing his chest. “Caldric! More. More! Please! Oh goddess. Goddess yes. Yes! Nnnnnnn!”

  She came, an explosion of ecstasy spiralling
through her. The rapture in her face, the silky tightness around his cock, was more than Caldric could bear. With a cry of pure pleasure he came within her, pumping her with his spurting cum.

  Panting, they lay together on the floor of the temple to a god of lust and darkness. His arms moved about Faylana, pulling her closer. “Faylana. I…”

  “Caldric,” she panted, her eyes fluttering open, the dimness fading as her mind returned to her. A smile teased across her ruby red lips, and she pulled him closer. “Oh Caldric…”

  “Fayalan. The…the spell. I didn’t mean… I…”

  She giggled softly. “Caldric,” she hummed. “Even if I wasn’t enchanted, I would have gladly given myself to you.”

  “You…you would?”

  “You saved me. Of course. I was wondering when you would finally make a move. But, I didn’t expect like this.”

  He blushed, deep. But her words reminded him quite sharply of something else. “O-oh gods! Tavek! He…”

  “What?”

  Caldric quickly explained what he had found in the other cave. Faylana listened, her head cocked intently. After a moment she nodded slowly.

  “I know that spell.”

  “A spell?”

  “Yes,” she said, disentangling herself from his embrace. “In the book, when I was flipping through it. It’s a spell of desire. Of orgy. Mira must have cast it on the girls, and let them spread it among each other.”

  Caldric pulled himself to his feet, hastily gathering up his clothes. “Then, you know how it can be reversed?”

  “I have the book,” the elf maid said, picking up the black tome. “I’m sure I can figure it out from these pages.”

  Caldric paused, looking at her. Still naked, and utterly ignorant that her soft, pale curves were on full display, the elf was pouring over the book intently. Caldric swallowed hard, hastily pulling on his pants over his once more stirring erection.

  New Relationships

  Caldric watched as Bes flung herself into her father’s arms, Orson’s beard damp with tears as he hugged his daughter like he’d never let her go again.

  Caldric sighed, leaning against the wagon as he watched the heartfelt reunion of father and daughter. The last of the many he’d seen in the last day.

  “Damn shame,” Tavek sighed.

  Caldric glanced down at the dwarf, who stared longingly at the farm girl’s plump bottom. One he had been busy thoroughly plundering with his cock, until Caldric and Falyana had returned with the spell book. Faylana had cast the counter spell with a few gestures and words of power, ending the enchantment on each of the girls.

  Of course, Caldric tried not to dwell too heavily on the other necessity for the spell. The need to have each girl kiss Faylana’s cunny as she casted. Freeing them one by one while the elf shivered and moaned with pleasure. And Caldric had a creeping suspicion that Tavek had lingered a bit longer than necessary when the spell was broken.

  “She’ll be better for it,” Caldric said. “It’s no life to be a slave to pleasure.”

  “Sure, you’d say that.” Tavek sighed, shrugged. “Ah well, best we get going anyway, I suppose. Don’t want to be around if I left a little something in their ovens. I must’ve rutted with each of them at least once. Still a big world out there, filled with women needing a taste of true, dwarven cock. Can’t be saddled with some farm girl and her young, can I?”

  Caldric glared at the dwarf, who didn’t seem to even notice the disapproving glare as he wandered off back towards the cart that had brough them.

  Caldric sighed and looked about for Faylana. He spotted her after a moment, sitting on a stump, a smile on her face as she watched the reunion of father and daughter. Again, Caldric felt that tightening of his heart at the sight of the shapely elf. He hesitated, unsure, but finally forced himself to walk up to her.

  “Hey,” he said.

  “Hello, Caldric,” Faylana said, smiling brightly at him.

  “So, um. A bit of an… interesting first mission. Hm?”

  Faylana giggled. “It was,” she said. “But we did it. We stopped the cult and freed the girls. And not a soul was lost.”

  “Yeah. Tavek says he doubts she’ll be happier.”

  “Oh, she will,” Faylana said.

  “Yeah?”

  She glanced up at him, smiling. “Oh yes! After all, now that she knows how wonderful pleasure can be, I’m sure she’ll be more considerate with it. After all, every young woman deserves to know the varied pleasures of the world. Why, in the groves, there wasn’t a male among the tribe that hadn’t tasted my flower before I left.” She sighed, settling her chin in her palm. “But it can grow so lonely, only knowing the touch of the same men over and over again. Perhaps that’s partly why I left. I couldn’t be with them anymore.”

  Caldric swallowed thickly at the sudden vision. This elfen beauty before him taking a parade of elven cocks one after the next, and yet still not satisfied. “Faylana. I…”

  “But it’s different out here,” she said, looking up at Caldric, smiling sweetly. “So very different. And I’m learning so much. Caldric,” she said, taking his hand in hers. “I truly do appreciate you taking me with you and Tavek. I’m learning so much about the outside world.”

  “Well, ah… Faylana. The… the truth is I… I meant to tell you something. S-something while we were in the cave. But, I’m… I wasn’t sure it was the time. But… ah…” Caldric took a deep breath, firming himself before those questioning blue eyes. “Faylana. I’m… quite fond of you, actually.”

  “I’m fond of you too,” the elf giggled.

  “I mean… very fond of you.”

  Faylana stared at him, then gasped. A blush tinged her cheeks. “Oh…”

  “B-but if… if you don’t feel that way, I mean…”

  “No,” Faylana said, pressing his hand, looking up into his eyes. “Of course I understand. And… Well, Caldric. I do have… have feelings for you. Feelings I haven’t had for other men. I’m just… I’m not sure I understand them.”

  “Then ah… then, would you be willing to… explore them? With us. I mean. Stay with us and… and keep adventuring with me?”

  Faylana giggled, lifting his hand to her heart. “Oh, Caldric. I would love to.”

  Caldric was grinning. He chuckled, rubbing his neck, flushed and hot and happy beyond belief. “That’s… that’s wonderful, Faylana! I’m so happy.”

  “Me too,” the elf blushed, rising, stepping nearer him. “Me too.”

  Caldric’s hands slowly moved around the elven sorceress, pulled her against his chest, her soft breasts mashed against him. He smiled down at her, leaned in, and kissed her.

  It was a kiss different from the one they’d shared in the cave, wrapped in the lusts of Mira’s spells. It was warmer and softer. Sweeter than anything Caldric could have dreamed. Faylana’s eyes slid shut, her lips moving against his, deepening the kiss.

  When they parted, Caldric looked down into her eyes, smiling.

  “Oi! What’s taking so long!” Tavek bluntly barked, stomping towards them.

  “Oh, Tavek,” Caldric said, unable to stop grinning even under the dwarf’s glower. He tugged Faylana against his side, looking down at the elf’s smiling face. “Well, I was just ah… talking to Faylana, and she agreed to continue journeying with us.”

  “That right?” the dwarf said, looking to her with a smirk. “Well! Glad to have you aboard, Faylana. I’m sure this is the beginning of something grand indeed!”

  “Yes,” Caldric said, again looking into Faylana’s eyes. “Me too.”

  And while he stared into her loving eyes, he missed when Tavek groped the elf’s plump bum, and how Faylana gasped, and blushed in pleasured delight.

 

 

 
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