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The Magician's Apprentice ((Kuro and Vivid))

Gilloleth was feeling so sore. Her once virgin hole had taken too much that day. Surely he would show her some mercy and let her rest before he took her again. Her breathing was shallow and fast as she tried to regain it after that powerful climax. Any second she was expecting to be cut free. The binds were really starting to hurt her hands, her digits were turning white from the lack of blood going through them. Desperately she wanted to ask him to let her go. But she trusted him to know her well enough to stop. A sigh of relief came from her when he removed the butt plug. The air against her gaping asshole felt nice, though now exposed, the minty paste began to work more intensely and the urge to have him fuck that hole became overwhelming.

This was going to be too much for her! Her body was going to be torn apart. Yet she wanted more! She cried out. The beautiful young woman felt like the slut he called her. He pressed himself against her stretched little hindquarters. She began to beg for it but was instantly silenced as he rammed himself without mercy into her.

His thrusting was painful for her. She tried to get away from it but with her arms and legs tied and the fact that he was holding on to her neck tightly, she could scarcely move without being choked. All she could do was moan and cry as he fucked her ass. The two sensations mingled together and even she didn’t know if she was in pain or pleasure.

He took her upper arms and pulled them back, stretching her shoulders and elbows painfully. The muscles in her abdomen strained and the tendril around her neck was starting to cut off some of her air. She gave a loud gasp.

“Ouch!” she managed to call out. Her voice had a strangled quality. But she knew it wouldn’t make a difference. Her body belonged to him. Completely and utterly she was his.
 
so alive


he felt so alive, the sensation of her warm skin on his own, her every little sound, squeal, the way her body squeezed down on him, yes, so perfect...

the tendril around her neck elongated slightly, taking on a phalic shape that slid hard against her face, kneading, marking her like the sextoy she was right now



leaning over, his body laid fully on her's, ravaging her with all he had, every bit of energy he had stolen from her lust was now being redirected into making love, mating... fucking her hard, clawed hands reached over for her shoulders, digging in as he braced himself, at tis point, the tendril around her neck squeezed at it's hardest, and he only released the pressure in the last moment, wanting to keep her councious until the very end

"fuck.... you're so delicious Gilloleth... ahhhh!!!" he ran his claws down from her shoulderblades, all the way around her sides until he reached around, cupping on her generous heavy breasts, giving them an upwards knead, bracing himself there as he continued to ravage her tight hole in a now rather sloppy way

"hnnnn!! you've earned... ahhh!!!" from his wingtips, a multitude of little tendrils emerged, sliding into her femenine folds, reaching deep, deeper than he had before, another set of them set off to caress her thighs, labia, all the way over her crotch and right under her stomach, like the teasing fingers of a gentle lover, their velvety texture teased on her and began kneading down in the right places just as the ones inside her began to rythmically push and knead at her most sensitive places, places no human could even dream of reaching

"cum, cum for me, I want to hear your howls of lust.... and I want to hear from your sexy lips... how much of a whore you are for your master!" he hissed out, unable to take it any more, his shaft began throbbing, readying himself to pump his final load into her for the last time this night, wanting to synch up with her final wave of orgasms, knowing well that at this rate her frail body might not be able to resist much more than that
 
Gilloleth let out another strangled cry before her air supply was completely cut off. Every time she attempted to take a breath in, a strange grunt came from her throat. His claws dug into her pale skin, dragging downwards. Small lines of blood pricked up from the welts that he made. Pain and suffocation… somehow it made all of her pleasure that more intense. Black dots swam dangerously in front of her eyes and she felt her consciousness slip. He stopped choking her though. Desperate coughs and wheezes filled the room as precious air filled her lungs.

Her gasps soon turned into loud, lusty moans. He was making her body feel so wonderful. Being fucked so fully made her feel beautiful and alluring. The tendrils entered her dripping pussy, rubbing at her most sensitive areas, making her nearly scream with unadulterated pleasure.

“Yes master!” she cried. “Yes master! I am going to cum for you!”

Screams of yes then issued from her full lips until her voice went hoarse. All her muscles began to tightened and her eyes rolled back in her head. A powerful gush finally came from within her, the water splattered against him and she slumped down, whimpering.

“Thank you master,” she cooed.
 
it only took the mere sight and sensation to make him cum, now adding the delicious pressure from her flesh and constant clenching, it made his orgasm even more intense, he thrusted his hips as deep as he could, grinding down on her body roughly as he began pumping more and more of his warm seed into her, though at this point he only had a few drops, his throbbing and actual orgasm lasted for quite a bit, outlasting her cries of extacy, just so full from her sexual energy, he still had energy to spare

"my Gilloleth...." he slowly lowered himself, cuddling behind her and lasting like this for a moment before he rolled over to the side, his erection still rather hard and throbbing kept inside of her as he spooned behind her, both laying on their side "you where wonderful... hnnn...... I haven't had such a wonderful time in years..... many years" he gave a deep, rumbling purr against her back as his wings wrapped around her, aquiring on a velvety texture, caressing every inch of her body and closing his eyes "not only you are a gifted student... but it seems like you are quite the willing little slut...." he gave a soft smile tilting his hips towards her, pushing his lenght into her body even more "aren't you?" he slowly slid a hand up, caressing under her chin "close those beautiful eyes, my lass, tomorrow a new day awaits.... " he definetly didn't seemed to be near softening his erection, but he didn't want to push her human boundries so much so soon... yet...
 
Gilloleth felt herself start to drift. Her body had been pushed past its limits more than once today. Even still bound her eyes closed. The security of his wings, soft and velvety, made everything melt away around her. It was just her and him in that moment. How she loved being his. He made her body feel good and he taught her many things about not only magic but herself. As he pushed inside of her she let out a gasp.

If her body was not so tired, she would have wanted more. Perhaps she had been a little corrupted in his intense love making. The beautiful mage in training whimpered. There was a need for sleep but she did not want to, not yet. It was taking her though. Before she went to sleep, she did tell him something.

“Master can use my body if he still wants it,” she replied through a yawn. “I think I’ll sleep through it anyway. I do not want master to be sexually frustrated.”

Her head fell to the pillow and another yawn came from her. Slowly she let the darkness take her.
 
smiling, he just gazed at her sleep before he gently pulled himself away several hours later, gazing over at her, he gave a soft smile, then shook his head as he moved over to the bathroom, giving himself a nice cold rinse, he then proceeded to set some order back in the room, now and then, he stopped to try and sense precenses, yet, nothing


gazing over at her smooth, curvy shapes as she slept on bed, he nodded to himself, for a moment the thought of sneaking into her room to pick her clothes to travel was being seriously considered, but then he realized, perhaps it was time for a new begining, she'll have to do with something simple until they reach the next big town



between thoughts and minor work, time blurred on the incubus, by the time he could sense movement around, he decided to get on with preparing the next few lessons, right... much less alchemy, much less herbal remedies, much more psy control and perhaps.... well, slightly more serious evocations

he removed those boring charts and intrincate symbols from the sheets he had placed on the walls and replaced them with simpler more familiar names of materials, on the table, he started filling several bottles with diferent amounts of water, and finally, he made his way over to the kitchen

"... where's that little gerbil... starting to get worried now..." he whispered to himself softly as he unpacked something from his bag, humming, he began chopping pieces of spicy dried meat wich he began frying along with several spices, all while a little pot with water boiled, he hurried, pouring a bag of dried pasta on the pot, nodding to himself, hoping she'd enjoy the breakfast
 
It was easy to sleep. All of the training he put her through had exhausted her physically and mentally. Parts of her were so sore that they stung her into almost waking but in so desperate need she was of rest, the pain did not cause her to stir. Fairly disturbing dreams played in her mind as well, causing her to groan and attempt at turning in her sleep.

When it came for the time she was to wake, she did not want to do it. It had been so rough and the few hours of sleep really weren’t enough. A little longer would have been perfect. But it was the smell of the food cooking that pulled her from her slumber.

Moving was nearly impossible. Her limbs were stiff and when she tried to move them, they simply would not budge.

“Master,” she called weakly. “Master… I am… um… immobile.”

A flush of embarrassment crossed her cheeks. Weakness like this would not pass well with him. He expected her to be strong and able to take everything that was thrown at her. This would likely get her some punishment. She remembered the caning and she whimpered.
 
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