Forbidden Arcana: Mirage

by Tamryn Tamer

  Forbidden Arcana

  Mirage

  Tamryn Tamer

  Copyright © 2019 by Tamryn Tamer. All rights reserved. www.smirkpublishing.com.

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  This book is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents either are products of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, events, or locales is entirely coincidental.

  All characters are 18 years of age or older.

  WARNING: This work contains over the top graphic sex and violence.

  Table of Contents

  Chapter 1

  Chapter 2

  Chapter 3

  Chapter 4

  Chapter 5

  Chapter 6

  Chapter 7

  Chapter 8

  Chapter 9

  Chapter 10

  Chapter 11

  Chapter 12

  Acknowledgements

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  Chapter 1

  A Game and a Show

  “You’re an idiot if you think you’re going to win,” Terra scowled at Jericho while brushing her long blonde hair out of her face. She leaned forward watching Jericho for any hint of what he had planned.

  Jericho downed a shot of black licorice liquor and slammed the glass on the massive round table. The sound echoed through the massive dining hall. He grinned arrogantly while focusing on his large chested opponent.

  His vision was blurry and he was having trouble staying in his seat. Fortunately, Jinx and Ariel were there to support him, literally. They each took a side and whenever he started to lean too far, they’d push him back to the middle.

  “I think it’s been,” Jericho paused and tried to remember what he was going to say. “It’s been established that I’m an idiot. But I’m an idiot that wins.”

  Terra drew a card and Cynthia’s emerald eyes lit up. She’d been watching silently for most of the match but it seemed the dominating dark fairy had an idea. She leaned down and whispered in Terra’s ear while gesturing at the cards and table.

  “Not this time,” Terra laid down the environmental card Eastern Wind increasing the speed of her flying units when approaching from the east. She immediately followed it up with Last Stand doubling the attack of all units for two minutes at the cost of their lives. For no reason, in particular, she also laid down her last card summoning a golem to defend her queen. “I’m taking your king.”

  “Really?” Jericho said as Terra rushed his defenseless king. All of his units were too far away to intercept the buffed flyers. He stared at the blurry cards in his hand and it was regretfully kind of shit. It was still twenty seconds before he could draw another card. “That all you got?”

  “You going to talk or are you going to do something?” Terra smiled while taking a shot. “You have nothing. You know what your problem is? You don’t think ahead. You just play it by ear and hope everything works out. This time it won’t.”

  “We’ll see,” Jericho said as the timer ticked down allowing him to draw another card. It would be two minutes before he could draw another card. He looked at what he’d drawn and then back at his hand to confirm he wasn’t seeing things. “Ha!”

  Jericho ordered all of his units to attack Terra’s queen. She had some defending units but the overwhelming might of his forces would make short work of them.

  “How drunk are you?” Terra laughed, clearly oblivious to the fact the only thing keeping her upright were Cynthia’s black bindings. She knew there were no cards that’d allow his units to arrive before hers, it was a bluff.

  “Pull back your units,” Cynthia said as a tiny flame ignited on Jericho’s shoulder. Due to his training in elemental magic, he’d become so powerful that whenever he was excited or emotional, magic would just leak out. He made a mental note that he should avoid gambling in the future.

  “No,” Terra drunkenly snapped. “He’s doing the flame thing on purpose. It’s part of his bluff.”

  “I’m advising you to pull back,” Cynthia commanded. “Move your queen north, send your units to attack his army instead of his king. They’ll kill each other allowing you to reset the board.”

  “I said no,” Terra snarled, ignoring Cynthia’s command. “I’m going to win now.”

  “You know what your problem is?” Jericho said mocking Terra as her units entered his kings’ range. “You’ve spent so much time planning that you’ve forgotten how much fun not having a plan can be. I’m going to remind you.”

  Jericho laid down Dragon’s Vitality temporarily doubling his king’s health. He followed it up with Heroes Sacrifice, a support spell reducing the target unit’s health to one in exchange for healing another unit to full.

  “What are you doing?” Terra asked as Jericho reduced his king’s health to one. He followed it up with Berserk, a spell that increased the damage of a unit based on how much health was missing. “It doesn’t matter. My units only need one hit to…”

  “Kassia’s Blade,” Jericho smiled as he played the card he’d just drawn, an enchanted weapon with built-in counter that also gained first strike if the unit was below ten percent health.

  “I told you to pull back,” Cynthia said smugly.

  “Shut up,” Terra snapped while moving her queen north to escape Jericho’s incoming troops. She wanted to divert her attacking troops but it was too late. The king was demolishing them and even if they managed to escape the units would die after Last Stand wore off. “Goddammit! This is such bullshit!”

  “Are we going to win?” Ariel jumped up and down. “Does this mean we get the big bedroom?”

  “Not yet,” Jinx glared at the timer on Terra’s deck. “The slutty elf could get lucky. Gnat. Insect.”

  “Come on,” Terra tapped her fingers rapidly. Her eyes darted from her escaping queen to her deck. “Come on, come on, come on.” The timer reached zero and she drew her card, “Fuck!”

  Terra threw down an elven archer which died immediately. A few seconds later her queen followed and the game ended. Terra immediately started banging the table as Jericho sat in his seat grinning.

  “Stop smiling,” Terra growled. “Cocky doesn’t look good on you. That was such bullshit! I can’t fucking believe that combination! How? Seriously! How the fuck does that happen?”

  “Don’t be a sore loser,” Jericho joked rising to his feet. Ariel and Jinx quickly moved to support him. “You’re the one who proposed we play for it instead of flipping a coin.”

  “That’s because my deck is better than yours,” she sighed while pouring another shot. “I didn’t count on your stupid dumb luck. How fucking lucky are you?”

  “At least you provided a good example for queen Ariella,” Cynthia stared at Ariel. “She got to see first hand what happens when people avoid my counsel.”

  “And why are you even living here?” Terra asked angrily as Cynthia filled an entire wine glass with black licorice liquor. Her tolerance for it was unnatural. “You’re not even one of his familiars.”

  “I’m the advisor to the queen,” Cynthia answered while magically tightening the dark bindings keeping Terra upright in the chair. Terra let out a soft whimper as her large breasts nearly popped out of her top. “Do you have a problem with that?”

  “No,” Terra panted as Cynthia stroked her hair. “No problem.”

  “Good,” Cynthia grinned wickedly and dissipated the bindings causing Terra to drunkenly tumble from her seat. “Although you bring up a valid point. My own living arrangements.�
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  “Pick a room,” Jericho gestured wildly as his familiars supported him. “There are plenty.”

  Plenty was putting it lightly. After Jericho and Terra had freed the fairy village, they both acquired a large number of properties including the largest property in the village. More importantly, they acquired so much property they were able to control the home prices in the village and decided rather than undercut each other, they’d work together to maximize their profits.

  In the process, they’d both accrued massive fortunes on par with some mid-level guilds. The first thing they did with their new wealth was build the largest manor possible on the hilltop property they’d agreed to share. It was nearly twice the size of the one Jericho blew up.

  The manor was three luxurious floors complete with a rooftop penthouse acting as a partial fourth floor. The penthouse was also the master bedroom and was in a league of its own. It took up half the roof and opened to a gorgeous rooftop garden. In one of the corners of the room, it had a bathtub so large it could easily fit a dozen people. The room also had more closet space than Jericho knew what to do with, but he was sure Jinx and Ariel would figure out how to use it all.

  Both Terra and Jericho wanted it and in the end, they decided to play Strife, Forbidden Arcana’s card game, for it.

  “I suppose it doesn’t matter,” Cynthia said pensively. “I’ll be spending most of my time in the library or alchemy lab anyway.”

  “I’m taking the third-floor room with the balcony,” Terra scowled at Cynthia while climbing back into her seat. “The one with the nice attached boudoir.”

  “You don’t need to worry about me,” Cynthia smiled politely. “I prefer utility over looks. I’ll be taking a room on the second floor since all the important amenities are either on the first floor or in the basement. Thank you for the hospitality.”

  “You’re welcome,” Jericho stared at Cynthia’s slender ass as she walked away. He couldn’t get over how good she looked in her leather bodysuit and recently he couldn’t stop thinking about her. The designers made her so over the top beautiful that men and women alike would beg to lick the boots of the dark fairy dominatrix.

  “Stop looking,” Jinx dug her fingernails into his ribcage. He looked down and saw Jinx’s angry glare. Her breasts were practically popping out of her leather corset. She’d recently started dressing like Cynthia after noticing Jericho staring and it wasn’t the first time she’d fallen into that habit. She’d previously copied Terra’s style to garner more of his attention. “You keep looking at her. I don’t like the way you’re looking at her. Rake. Cad.”

  “It’s not like that,” Jericho said looking to Ariel for backup. The fair-skinned fairy was wearing a white sundress which fell gracefully on her petite frame. While Jinx was exceedingly jealous and possessive, Ariel was more trusting and supportive, even when it came to other women. “Ariel, back me up.”

  “Cynthia has a frightening power,” Ariel said carefully to make sure Cynthia was out of earshot. “She commands obedience in ways I don’t understand. Our master seems to be particularly vulnerable to her and is finding his desire to sleep with her overwhelming.”

  “Not helping,” Jericho objected as Jinx dug her nails in deeper. “Ow. Could have done without that last part.”

  “But you do want to sleep with her,” Ariel insisted. “There’s no reason to be ashamed of it. Most men want to sleep with Cynthia.”

  “I knew it wasn’t my imagination!” Jinx growled. “You want to be commanded? Fine, sit! Bastard. Asshole.”

  “What?” Jericho asked as Jinx shoved him back down onto the chair. His drunkenness had yet to wear off making him easy to push around. He looked across the table at Terra who was watching the spectacle with interest. “What’s going on.”

  “Did I tell you that you can speak?” Jinx smacked Jericho in the face. Ariel moved to defend him but Jinx stopped her. “Apologize. Idiot. Moron.”

  “I’m sorry,” Jericho said. Jinx waited two seconds and slapped him again.

  “Is that how you address your mistress?” Jinx snapped. “Try again. Jerk. Cheat.”

  “I’m sorry mistress,” Jericho said already feeling his cock getting hard as the tiny leather clad familiar stared him down. Jinx grinned knowingly as her golden eyes glanced at his cock. She adjusted her leather corset to push her breasts up slightly higher and smirked.

  “Good boy,” Jinx said stomping her foot down on the chair, narrowly avoiding his cock. “For the remainder of the evening, you will only refer to me as mistress. Do you understand? Pervert. Deviant.”

  “Yeah,” Jericho answered as another hard slap cracked across his face. He corrected himself, “Yes mistress.”

  “Ariel,” Jinx said staring at the nervous fairy. “Come here. Fly. Moth.”

  “Yes?” Ariel stumbled as she stepped forward.

  “Bind his hands,” Jinx ordered while stepping off the chair. “You can create vines, right? Weakling. Coward.”

  “Yes,” Ariel answered as she began to bind Jericho’s hands together behind the chair. “Done.”

  “Good girl,” Jinx said. “Now remove his pants. Flea. Fool.”

  Ariel obediently removed Jericho’s pants as well as his underwear exposing his half hard cock. Jinx pushed Ariel away and stepped forward. She tore open the front of his shirt and ran her hands up and down Jericho’s hard chest before gradually moving higher. She ran her fingers slowly along his collarbone before sliding up to his neck and gripped it tightly.

  “Do you know the safe words?” Jinx asked with a menacing grin. She ran a finger from her free hand across his lips. “Do you remember them from my time with Terra? Emerald, Amber, and Ruby. Go, Slow, Stop. Understand? Whore? Bitch?”

  “Yes mistress,” Jericho responded as Jinx tightened her grip. She ran her fingers through his hair lovingly while gradually increasing the pressure on his neck. Jinx leaned forward and gave him a peck on the lips while squeezing to the point Jericho felt he might pass out. “Amber.”

  “Are you alright?” Jinx checked in while loosening her grip and pecking him gently. “Would you like a break? Slut? Harlot?”

  “No mistress,” Jericho panted out as his cock throbbed. Ariel watched anxiously as Jinx resumed choking Jericho, this time stopping just shy of her previous spot while kissing and licking him. With her free hand, she reached for his cock and started slowly rotating her finger around the tip. Jericho’s eyes wandered back to Ariel. He couldn’t tell if she was worried, excited, or a bit of both.

  “You’re such a good little slut Jericho,” Jinx released Jericho’s neck allowing him to breathe. She started to stroke his cock with both hands which was probably harder than it’d ever been. He loved having the golden-eyed beauty tease him. “Ariel. Take off your clothes. Weakling. Mouse.”

  “This is so fucking hot,” Terra moaned out from across the table. She’d removed her panties and placed one of her feet on the table spreading her legs. It wasn’t unusual for her to engage in exhibitionism but voyeurism was certainly new to her. She’d begun masturbating to the scene.

  “Now what?” Ariel asked while kicking off her panties. She stared hungrily at Jericho’s cock hoping to be commanded to ride it. Jinx gestured for Ariel to come toward her and once in arm’s length, Jinx guided her behind Jericho.

  “Choke him,” Jinx commanded. “Wrap your arm around his neck, and choke him. Wimp. Simpleton.”

  “What?” Ariel’s voice cracked. “But he’s our master.”

  “No,” Jinx said with disdain. “He is a worthless whore. A plaything to be used as his mistress sees fit. Choke him, or leave. Jellyfish. Louse.”

  “Okay,” Ariel mumbled while wrapping her arm around Jericho’s neck from behind. He felt her warm soft chest against the back of his head as her arm tightened. Jinx grinned while unzipping her long boots and tossing them away. She followed up by taking off her tight leather pants revealing black crotchless panties.

  “Mmm,” Jinx moaned while touching
herself. She sat up on the table and gestured for Ariel to push Jericho closer. She measured the distance by sticking out her foot as the chair slid across the floor. Once her foot was over Jericho’s shoulder, she gestured for Ariel to stop and moved her foot in front of Jericho’s face, “Lick it. Bitch. Whore.”

  “You can’t…” Ariel tried to object but Jericho reacted instantly.

  He stuck out his tongue and licked Jinx’s foot as Ariel continued to choke him. His cock pulsated to the point it hurt as Jinx continued to humiliate him. He began reflexively struggling against Ariel’s bindings in hopes he could break free and stroke himself.

  “See Ariel?” Jinx said imperiously while swapping to her other foot. “Cynthia has no special power. Jericho is just a sexual deviant. He wanted to be put in his place, beneath my feet.” Jinx grinned threateningly at Jericho, “Isn’t that right. Slut? Cunt?”

  “Yes mistress,” Jericho said as Jinx jammed her foot into his mouth. Ariel continued to hold her arm around his neck as Jinx wiggled her foot. Jericho continued to suck while his eyes fixated on Jinx’s crotchless panties and exposed pussy.

  “Fuck,” Terra whined from her side of the room. She had removed all of her clothing and started using both hands to work her pussy. Jericho had almost forgotten she was watching. He was somehow simultaneously embarrassed and excited.

  “Release him,” Jinx said coldly while pulling her foot from his mouth. Ariel released her chokehold allowing Jericho to breathe comfortably. She turned and leaned over the table to watch Terra masturbate, her ass swaying in front of Jericho’s face. “Jericho, be a good whore and lick your mistress’s asshole. Deviant. Pervert.”

  “But…” Ariel tried again to object but was once again interrupted by Jericho’s eagerness.

  “Yes mistress,” Jericho panted out excited to bury his face in Jinx’s round athletic ass. The fact she was still wearing her corset made it more appealing. Ariel reluctantly pushed the chair allowing Jericho to lean forward and lick. Jinx let out a satisfied moan as his tongue slid across her asshole.