The castle was at the top of a mountain. A mountain made by Magick. Its ramparts towered over the landscape and you could see for leagues in every direction. Lord Arkhydt stood at the top of the Mage tower watching the edge of the forest. It was kept cleared more than a mile around the mountain. He waited for Lena and remembered. Lord Arkhydt he was called now. He used to just be Arkhydt Cordd. He first met Lena at the University when She came to study sword play.

It was the tradition of all Princes and Princesses Of Xelark to go to the University. To study Magick or the Martial Crafts, whichever they had most aptitude for. He fell for the beautiful girl immediately, not even knowing who she was. Of course he found out later, he was a lowly peasant boy and she a princess. No matter his genius, no matter his power she never would see anything but a lowly peasant. Sure, He had always had Hemlock to keep him company, his only real friend through all 6 years at the University and through the long years of journeying for the capitals quest. It was during that quest; to reach each kingdoms ruling city, that he met Tillith and Raklai. He lost his virginity to a CatGirl bar wench and acquired a taste for the lithe women. It was when they returned from the quest he set his plan in motion. He sent word to the ambitious Tillith and using University contacts got the both of them in service to the Old King. Tillith as a captain in the guard, himself as a court mage. With Hemlock as his assistant. After that it was just a matter of time. Now a couple of years later; at the ripe old age of 29, he was Lord Arkhydt. Lord Arkhydt Ruler of Xelark and all the human lands. Still, He had never lost his desire for Lena and the 26 year old women was still very much the girl he had fallen for. “I will have Lena as my bride” he swore to himself softly.

Hemlock stood watching her Lord as he watched the forest. She Knew Tillith and her band were still a few hours off, but also knew he would not leave the tower till Lena had arrived. Hemlock left and made her way to her rooms in the bowels of the castle. She had moved there to be closer to the dungeons. Going to her room she stood looking at herself in a mirror as she changed her clothing. Putting on a plain, easily discardable slip. She looked at herself in the mirror trying to figure out why she never attracted Arkhydt’s attentions. Short red Hair, nice soft breasts; small but not too small, just less perky than Lena’s, a nice figure; but softer and pale, shorter, and her face… Her nice, but not remarkable face. As the slip fell to her knees she looked again and saw an attractive but not note worthy young women. How could she hope to win Arkhydt’s affection? If she was more bold perhaps she could at least gain his sexual attention, that at least would ease the ache in one part of her body. Knowing she could never be forward enough to arouse him she walked to the dungeons.

A young, pretty blond peasant girl was chained to the wall, Hemlock looked her over as she walked in. This was Hemlocks private area of the dungeon. Only she and the Servant girls she took there ever knew of what went on, and none ever spoke of it. The girl was nude and in perfect shape. The body of a life long worker. Full breasts and wide hips marked her as well suited to motherhood, her lovely face surely had already snared many hearts. Hemlock walked up the frightened girl, this was the first time Hemlock had brought this girl down here. “Have you ever lain with a man”? Hemlock asked. “no” the girl meekly replied. “A women”? Hemlock continued, while putting her hand between the girls legs and rubbing her. The girl gasped at the sudden sensations and shook her head. “Good, I like to break my pets in all on my own” Hemlock; smiling sweetly, said. ” From now on you are mine, you will come here when i say, You will not speak of what happens here to another soul,.. EVER”!

With those words and a quick press of her hand Hemlock used her magick to brand her mark in the girls flesh at the base of her neck! The girl screamed with the pain and cried at the knowledge she could not speak of whatever horror she was to endure no matter how she might wish to. “My mark will be on your flesh for all your years” Hemlock told her; liking the pain, while paradoxically soothing her. “Now there is no reason you cannot come to enjoy your time here”, as she began rubbing against the girl. She also began kissing her neck and mouth, while continuing to massage her breasts. She worked her way down the girls jaw, to her neck again, then on down to her breasts. Slowly kissing, sucking and licking her nipples till she moaned with delight. Then she continued down; slower and slower, teasing the inflamed body. She paused
at the girls belly and spent a small slice of eternity licking her button. The girl groaned “please”?! Hemlock Smiled and looked up at her “Please what”? “Touch me” the girl begged. “but i am touching you”. Hemlock said, very much enjoying the plight of the girl. It was; after all, why the first time was her most favorite.

Getting the girls aroused, then holding out and making them beg. That was what she really loved. Forcing these repressed village girls to beg for something every woman wants, be it man or women giving it. The desperate attempt to put into words the ache they felt. The girl begged “please touch me like before”. Hemlock ran a finger through the hair. “Do mean here”?. The girl shuddered and cried out “YESSS, there, touch me there”. Hemlock replied “why my dear girl you’ve gotten very wet, perhaps i should clean you a bit”. She then began licking the juice off the girls moist lips. “no, no don’t lick it! Plea, ughh, ahhh, ahhh, ahhhhhhh…. oooooo“. Hemlock; ignoring the panic of the virgin, had dug her tongue into her mound and started to eat her out aggressivly. Quickly bringing her to climax. Hemlock pushed the girls leg up and continued to eat her out, almost violently. The girl was sobbing with pleasure and fear; this was evil, taking such pleasure from such a filthy act. But she didn’t want Hemlock to stop, she finally gave a shout and climaxed so violently Hemlock was knocked back.

The girl hung by her hands, wildly humping the air while her body convulsed with ecstasy. Hemlock just sat and watched her for a moment and thought “i haven’t had a screamer like this in a awhile, im going to enjoy  her more than i thought” then got up and picked up a whip. The girl was still caught in orgasm when the first lash struck her. The mix of pain and pleasure so alien, and yet it delighted her on a primal level as she screamed. The next few lashes were more pain and less pleasure. Hemlock was fingering herself while she lashed the girl, becoming more excited with each strike. “thats it scream for me” she yelled at the girl. !Snap!, !Snap!, !Snap! ughhh, !SNAP!, ohhh yesssss.  Finally after a dozen lashes it stopped, the girl was sobbing and her skin felt ragged. She heard a moan and opened her eyes to see Hemlock on the floor enjoying her own climax. She closed her eyes, terrified at the life she had to look forward to. How many times would she be brought such pleasure by the sorceress, then be subjected to such pain to give her pleasure. “what sort of monster is she”? she wondered. The girl in anguish felt Hemlock’s hands caressing her, and thought “no, how can she be so cruel then go back to this”. Rubbing herself against the girls leg Hemlock said “we have plenty of time to play”. The girl pleaded “please, no more”. But again Hemlock was kissing her, this time kissing the small gashes the whip had left. And much to the girls horror licking the blood with delight!

Knowing nothing of his friend and advisor’s’ rather wicked penchant, Arkhydt still stood watching for Lena’s arrival. Several hours later Hemlock; “looking oddly radiant” he thought, came to him and said “everything is prepared Arkhydt. “They should be here within the hour”. She then left to make sure there was no way anything could go wrong this time. last time Arkhydt had been too lenient and had let Lena beguile him. She had escaped a few days before the wedding, taking Her Elf with her. Hemlock hated Lena, but Roxella was one of her first and favorite toys.

They had met at the University around the same time she met Arkhydt. Lena didn’t arrive till a couple of
years into their studies there. Roxella was one of the few Sea Elves to come to the University. Being a water going race; living most of their lives on ships, they rarely stayed on land for long. Roxella was one of the rare ‘Land Lovers’. It wasn’t until years later that Hemlock ensnared Roxella, not until after they came to the castle. Now she could keep the Elf woman locked away for her amusement forever.

Tillith was actually happy to see the castle. As they came out of the cover of trees Lena moaned and hung her head low. “I failed you father” she sobbed. Roxella was feeling more than a little fear of her own. She never had, and never would tell anyone of the time she spent with that perverse bitch. She could not deny she had enjoyed Hemlocks attentions far too much, but she was not a toy for the witches amusements. However the real danger was to Lena, Arkhydt was a powerful man and not to be tricked easily. Now he knew Lena was not going to bow without a fight and would break her before he let her feel freedom again, if he ever did. Roxella did not doubt he loved Lena, but it was not the kind of love a woman hopes for.

Arkhydt walked through the gate, along with Hemlock. Hemlock smiled and winked at Roxella, who pretended to not notice. Arkhydt walked up to Lena. “So my errant bride to be returns to me”. He said, then slapped her. “Your father indulged you and so i thought you might behave if i did the same” He coldly said to her. “I see now you will not accept your fate without encouragement”. He turned to Hemlock “all the preparations have been made”? “Yes Arkhydt”. “excellent, take her to her room” he said to the guards. Then to Lena, “you wont find your room as inviting as it once was Lena, I’ve had some modifications made”. “We will see how long it takes till you give in”. Then glaring at Roxella “Hemlock, take Roxella to the dungeon”. He motioned Tillith over and continued “don’t harm her, I want her available as an incentive to Lena if necessary” Hemlock just said “yes sir” as she took Roxella’s chains and lead her off.

“Tillith, you have done well; making such haste to get back, I trust you weren’t to hard on the troops” he said with a slight tone of mischief. “Me!?, hard on the troops Lord Arkhydt? Where would you get an idea like that”? She said equally mischievous. ” Well, the fact the squad appears to be missing 3 men might have lead me to wonder”. He said as he took her arm and lead her into the castle. She quickly motioned for the captain of the squad to resume command. “well Lord Arkhydt they just couldn’t keep up with me” she said, earning a genuine laugh from Arkhydt. “Tillith you really shouldn’t kill them just because they aren’t good enough in bed” He chuckled. “With your appetite most men are not”. “Well i guess I’m lucky to have a lord who is” she whispered in his ear. “I want you right now” she continued. “you are the only man that can
satisfy me, take me to your rooms and ravage me” She rasped pressing her body up against his. “ouch”! “don’t do that with armor on, how many time must i tell you”. “I want you so bad it makes me forget”.

The banter continued as They proceeded up into his rooms. But that tale must wait till next time.

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