3 comments/ 13755 views/ 13 favorites The Sorceress Ch. 01 By: Loving_Brother Dim moonlight shone down on the Northern countryside, cascading over the distant mountain peaks as their ominous shadows covered the great pine forests and flowing hills. The fog clung low to the ground amidst the cold chill of the midnight breeze while whistling winds and thick, creaking branches echoed in the mountain pass. A royal guardsman looked around in the soothing yet eerie silver night as his eyes scanned the dense woods. His hand gently caressed the neck of his stout, black warhorse, its breath creating steam in the cold air as it shook its mane. The knight's black plate armor clanked as he strode off the cobblestone path of the road, his plated leather boots pressing deep into the muddy grass. He approached a petite, young figure beneath a tree, a dark hood protecting her from the biting weather, and stopped paces before her. "Royal Apprentice Alicia, the men are ready and horses saddled. The stronghold is only a few hours ride from here, your Majesty." He stood at attention, his right hand resting on the hilt of the longsword strapped to his waist, as the cold wind nipped at his chiseled chin and rough stubble. Behind him the rest of the royal guards mounted their steeds, the proud banners of the Nortian Empire standing tall and flapping in the cold breeze; a matte black background sporting a dark blue shield with a single white tower in the middle fluttered over the quiet group. The woman turned her head, eyeing the commander with her grayish blue eyes as she nodded, pulling back her hood, her long, silky light-brunette hair pooling down her back while her tender fingers ran through the strands. Alicia brushed her bangs softly behind her ear, her gorgeous eyes drawing his curious yet disciplined gaze. "Good. The winter snows should be falling within a day, if not sooner. Let's not wait any longer." The young woman said with a gentle smile; her voice young and lively. The commander nodded and pressed his fist to his ceremonially decorated chest plate, bowing lightly as he responded "Understood, your majesty." She turned and strode forward, her white skin glowing softly in the dim of the night as the shadows of leaves danced across her body. Her 5'4" figure walked briskly past her royal guards as she quickly mounted her elegant white mare. Several male warhorses huffed in deep frustration, their impatient hooves thumping the ground as her young mount drove them wild, making her smirk as the soldiers fought to regain control of their whinnying stallions. The men were stalwart and courageous, taken from all fronts of the raging war in the Eastern realms, but even their disciplined eyes hesitated to glance at her elegant and mystical figure as years of superstition surrounding mages had trained them to be wary. The commander of the guard knew all too well the terrible and frightening power of the sorceresses of the realm after having brought the sword down upon several in fierce sieges, though only after countless numbers of his knights lay burned to a crisp or reduced to a scattered pile of ashes by their devastating magical abilities. Even a young novice like Alicia should not be underestimated, despite her inexperience. With a quick order, the escort broke into a trot as the clattering sounds of heavy hooves filled the dead of night. The Royal Banners fluttered in the distance as they neared the proud keep of Chillbane Stronghold - perched gracefully at the very top, keeping watch over the forested valley and its people below. Large, towering stone walls provided for an excellent and formidable defense as towers, arrow slits, and massive trebuchets dotted the length of the wall from one mountain edge to the other. The entire city ascended up the hill which led up to further layers of equally fortified districts and defenses. Snowflakes tickled at Alicia's face and brunette locks, a smile coming to her lips as nostalgia filled her distant memories. "Home has barely changed" She thought to herself, taking in the familiar scent of the surrounding pine forests and earth. The refined architecture peaked over the top of the walls as the wood and stone houses crawled up the hilly fortress layered by varying districts. Rickety lofts remained packed tightly together in the poor district, the thatched roofs barely viewable over the fortress walls as if hidden in shame. The more affluent district sat proudly on display further up the hill, a sleek and grander opulence displayed and housing the city's nobles. Cozy fires in windows lulled the town to sleep in a warm haze as the citizens remained comfortable behind those strong walls in their mountain retreat. The fields and forests outside the city remained war-torn, a testament to the stronghold's location and the rugged nature of the North. Siege weapons, broken banners, and bone-picked bodies all littered the field as they remained stuck in the freezing mud, remnants of a battle weeks prior that had turned the tide of the war. "Royal riders approach -- Open the gate!" cried a voice on top of the wall, the clanking of a rising portcullis and metal components carried over the distance as the group hardly slowed their determined trot through the entrance. Brightly burning braziers lit the streets as the eyes of rugged guards and the occasional citizen curiously looked over the prestigious guard and the seemingly mysterious figure atop her white mare. None would recognize her from years past when she was only a child, but her family's revered rule over the land had cemented her name as their beloved princess. ~~~~~ Inside Chillbane Stronghold ~~~~~ The hearth's fire burned comfortably as Alicia stood in front of the warm fireplace, arms folded across her small chest as she cocked her hip slightly to the side, leaning her petite form on her left foot. Hearing the door latch unlock and ease open made her glance over curiously, before smiling widely, turning to get a view of her dear friend and sorceress colleague. A lovely woman stepped in and closed the door behind her, her features strikingly similar to Alicia so much so that the two had been considered twin sisters rather than childhood friends. At just an inch shorter and a year younger, it was as if the two were bound by blood and fate. "It's been so long Claire!" She said as the two swiftly and tightly found each other in an affectionate embrace, chests pressed gently against each other as they giggled at their reunion. "Claire, you look so beautiful!" Alicia whispered, kissing Claire on the cheek as she relaxed and pulled away gently. Claire brushed her hand through her dark brunette hair, blushing as she rolled her eyes. "You don't have to remind me, I've got all the guards following me around like puppy dogs. But look at you! Still gorgeous as ever and you've made such a name for yourself, and at only twenty... One of the Royal Mage's apprentices!" She playfully swooned, batting her eyes. "What I wouldn't give to be in your place. Please, take me with you to the Royal Court -- I have to see it!" Alicia shook her head, trailing back to the fireplace as her slender hips swayed with each delicate step, holding Claire's hand in hers. "I would never. The court is terribly boring when my head isn't about to be put on a spike. You wouldn't believe what being a political ward is like, even with all the luxuries and learning. You deserve so much more than to be in such danger. Having you here with my study, household guard, and family just makes me feel that much happier and safer for you." She sighed softly, before turning back with a joyful smile. "Though... You will be happy to hear the Emperor is letting me stay here for the winter. With the armies and bannermen now hunkered down for the snows and the war at a standstill, he granted me a generous break." Claire took a seat softly in a nearby chair, resting forward on the arm and lounging lazily as Alicia sat across from her and sank into the comfortable cushions with a blissful sigh. Claire's gray blue eyes looked over her familiar childhood friend as her memories flooded back to her. "It will be so nice to have you back, everyone misses their princess and it just isn't the same since your father..." She paused, looking down before Alicia nodded in understanding. "He was a great man." Claire added in deep respect and sorrow. "No need to make a joyful night dreary -- we loved him very much, death is but another journey. I'm glad that he had you here as well -- you were like another daughter to him." Alicia added as she broke the silence, brushing a loose bang from her face as her gray-blue eyes made contact with her friends. "My brother tells me you're such a capable court sorceress -- he's always bragging about you in the letters I receive. Quite the invaluable advisor, he stated. Speaking of which, where is he? I haven't heard from him in a week, when his ravens stopped flying out. I had expected him to greet me -- when he discovered I had arrived, that is." Claire smiled adorably as she humbly nodded, her cheeks blushing a gentle shade of red. "He's always complimenting me and taking me under his guidance, and his handsome looks and charisma aren't helping! I'm starting to think I'll have a ring on my finger if he is any more forward. He left with a detachment to deal with an unruly vassal." She said disappointedly, a distinct lack of daily flowers and attention suddenly deprived from her life no doubt. "He will be back within a day, though -- it was quite a long journey and an even more boring negotiation. He certainly has patience and stamina." She whispered, lost in thought as she tried to forget she had uttered that last bit, biting her lower lip softly. "Good. I haven't seen him in years and I'm eager to hear his laugh, and... Sister." The last bit easily rolled off her tongue. "He's been chasing you for years. I wouldn't be surprised if you two already share a bed -- or have a child on the way." Alicia playfully teased while changing behind a waist-high stand, smirking at her friend and winking. Claire blushed deeply, her mouth opening in a stunned way before she smirked and laughed timidly in response. "Don't get my hopes up!" was all she replied. Alicia nodded softly, standing as she stretched and began undressing from her uncomfortable clothes. Her fingers delicately snapped, the knot of the black cloak tickling at her collarbone magically untying itself before neatly resting onto the back of a nearby chair. Alicia bit her lower lip in concentration as the tight fabric and laces of her fitted corset vanished in a fine cloud of smoke, allowing her to finally breathe comfortably in her white long sleeve shirt. "Alicia! After all you were taught... using magic for undressing!" Claire spoke up with a surprised smirk, a playful tone of feigned discipline in her voice. With a nervous laugh Alicia shrugged, "I guess I'm still eager to start learning new spells - I know how to summon a little flame, or create a small ward... but those are always so serious! I don't use them that often, anyways, you know I'm almost always very disciplined with magic" Alicia's hands trailed down her slender waist, her eyes scanning her figure in a nearby mirror as she turned and viewed her adorable rear, accentuated by her tight leather pants. Alicia would sigh reluctantly, tugging down her pants before pulling up a pair of night pants, wiggling her hips to help ease them on. She glimpsed the small strap of her black bra, while tugging at her blouse to scan the tender bumps of her collarbones. Her 34B breasts rose gently with each breath, cupped comfortably inside the soft fabric as Alicia inhaled deeply and stepped away. "How are you enjoying the study?" Alicia asked curiously, her eyebrow perking up as her mind wandered back to her time as a magical apprentice underneath the previous court mage. He was an old and stern man, with a cold yet oddly gentle manner which was only ever livened by the girl's' presence, or the reading of new magical findings. They were the only memories the two had other, than the occasional disciplining for their young, fiery, girlish adventures. Claire perked up, standing as she gestured down the length of wall. "Books and tomes spanning the lengths of the castle, reading until the morning sun reluctantly comes or the candles burn out, and discovering hidden or new knowledge and spells? It's my own little sanctuary -- whenever I'm not busy or wrapped up in other work, which is always." She replied, smirking as she shrugged and rubbed the back of her neck. "I'll show you my favorite secluded spots of the castle and we can gossip all day tomorrow, but for now you should probably get some sleep... you've been on horseback all night, and I just had to see you when I heard you arrived." Claire added, yawning softly as her eyes watered, making her tenderly rub them. Alicia agreed, running a hand exhaustedly through her brunette hair as she felt strands tickle at her pale, smooth neck. "I can't wait. It truly was nice seeing you -- we'll talk much more in the morning, Claire. Good night." Alicia said softly as Claire lessened the fire and gave a parting bow before closing the wooden door behind her for the night. The fluffy cloudlike mattress caught Alicia's petite form as she moaned in exhausted comfort, sprawling out as her eyes dimmed, her head gently rolling back on the comforter. She tugged the blankets and pillows over her back, squirming out of her clothes, her bare thighs and bottom becoming exposed to the cold air; her outfit crumpled into a pile with her shirt caught dangling off the side of a chair. Naked and warm, she slipped into a heavy sleep, as the fire slowly dwindled away in the room's hearth. ~~~~~~~~~~ Alicia gasped as she sprang up, resting on her elbows as her heart raced in a sudden, dazed surprise. She groaned in confusion as she felt a chilling tingle travel up her spine; her body lightly dotted with goosebumps as she tried to adjust to the pitch black emptiness and silence of her odd surroundings. The ice-like touch of her bare rear on the cold stone floor made her quickly move to her knees, searching around with her hands in the void-like corridor. Quietly and nervously, she tried to cast a variety of illumination and fire spells, trying her hardest to concentrate but the world around her felt sapped of even a trace of magic. Whispering and cursing as spell after spell failed her leaving her defenseless, Alicia had never felt so alone and powerless, her body feeling deprived of that previously lively essence. With her powers seemingly stripped from her, she could only shrink down to a primal instinct and desire to survive. Her thoughts wandered as she patted the floor with her hands, searching for answers to her whereabouts and how she had gotten there. A dark whisper filled her ears, something that burned at the deepest core of her soul, her heart sinking as she recognized the faint calling of her name, eyes wider than ever as she ceased all movement. 'Alicia...' Narrowing her eyes she faintly spotted a dim glow at the end of the corridor. With a long gaze over her shoulder, she could feel a looming and dark presence amidst the shadows watching her. With nothing but that glint of hope ahead of her, Alicia started her careful crawl towards the dim blue glow in the distance. Slowly but surely she made her way forward, a dense fog beginning to envelop her the further she went as she cautiously felt her way across the smooth stone surface. Her hand slipped through a thick and slimy trail, Alicia letting out a whimper of disgust as she hurriedly wiped her gooey hand off on her thigh, her previously flowing hair now a soft mess from the cold sweat gripping her body. The musky air in the mist grew warmer and warmer, providing a much needed heat that sent rushes of blood and adrenaline pumping through her body. The glow grew brighter, still a dark blue presence and her salvation at the end of the fog in this dreadful dreamscape. 'Alicia...' Voices lowly whispered all around her in tongues she had never heard, her heart skipping a beat as she grew light headed, the whispers growing louder as she crawled and gripped. A trickle surprisingly drizzled down her warm thigh as her eyes fluttered and vulva throbbed deeply, still desperately set on the glimmering hope ahead. Alicia stifled a whimper, her hands shaking briefly with each grip as her mind was filled with those deep, dark whispers, an unknown magic toying with her body. She could hardly believe the sensations gripping her form, her thoughts racing as she tried to fathom the intricate incantations whispered to cause such an effect on her. Alicia scrambled forward, her hands dirtied and grime-covered as she crawled through the fog, the ground beneath her becoming moss-covered and presenting a natural scent of dirt, mud, and swamps which filled the hall. She was so close to that the glowing light, sloshing forward into mucky and warm water that slowly rose up to her mid-thigh as she stumbled through, arriving to a dry patch of stone above the murky waters. The young sorceress suddenly yelped in a combination of pain and adrenaline, whimpering as she rolled onto her back, gripping her flat tummy protectively. A dark crimson rune magically etched into the skin inches below her belly button glowed tauntingly, the origins unknown to the frightened young sorceress. Alicia desperately tried to rub it away, the rune glimmering beneath her hand and fingers as she moaned out, tears welling up and rolling off her tender muck covered cheeks. Her puffy pussy lips were dripping wet and drooling, strands of fertile juices dangling on her thighs as she tried to resume her heated and panicked escape. Her thoughts swirled as she scolded herself, the unknown forced pleasure gripping her harder as she tried to fight on, her willpower slowly waning as her insides tensed and knotted up in a flurry of a quick-approaching climax. Fast heavy sounds sloshed in the water behind her, growing closer and closer, making her quicken her pace and grasp for roots as nature and stone blended together in that musky nightmare world. Splashing sounds whirled closer behind her as she reached the end. A large wooden door emanated a deep blue glow from surrounding runes as it illuminated the fog and water around her. Alicia's shaking hand reached out, fingertips barely grazing the rusted handle before she felt a large, slimy, and warm appendage suddenly wrap around her waist, pulling her back into the abyss of shadows as the runes faded with distance on the door, but brightened on her tummy. A final scream of her name bellowed in her ears before being swallowed into eternal darkness. Alicia jolted upright in her bed; a sleek sheen of sweat covering her pale, bare body as she buried her face into her knees and curled up into a broken ball, her sobbing and whimpering echoing in the dark room. Her girl cum trickled from her slit and down her thigh before pooling below on the sheets as she lay on her side, gripped by that terrifyingly real horror. ~~~~~~~~~~ "They... returned?" Claire asked in a concerned manner, her hand resting on Alicia's upper arm as she caressed and hugged the exhausted girl. "It's been ten years, though..." Alicia whispered, eyes locked in a thousand yard stare as she concentrated and pondered what could have brought back the haunting and chilling nightmares. "I had forgotten about them... They were never this bad, but this was so real -- I can hardly explain it. I was being chased, I had to find a door -- what did the runes mean?" Alicia whispered as she covered her tummy in a nurturing manner with her hand, her body warmly kissed by the morning sun pouring in through the window. "Something haunts me here -- it obviously has a connection with me, and I have to find out what keeps bringing back these dreams." Claire lightly rested behind Alicia, brushing her friend's brunette strands as the princess tenderly mewed in a restful, peaceful pleasure -- a dramatically different and much needed ease compared to the mid-morning's stress. The Sorceress Ch. 01 Claire thought briefly, her fingers massaging the back of Alicia's shoulders and neck. "I have an idea. Let's go to the study. There has to be some information about the distant past of this keep. You really seem adamant, and I'm not going to let you face this alone." She slowly got up from her friend's bed, hopping down as she tiptoed across the floor before grabbing some of Alicia's clothes. The princess nodded, rubbing her eyes as she smiled at her supportive friend. "Thank you" she whispered with relief in her eyes, stretching out and eased out of her large bed. ~~~~~~~~~~ The door to the study creaked open to a cold and musty room shrouded in the darkness by heavy blue curtains. Shelves and rows of old books, scrolls, and other tablets remained neatly stacked and organized as light from the cracks in the weathered fabric illuminated the little specks of dust floating in the unused room. The two slowly tread in, Alicia snapping her middle finger and thumb together as a large flickering orange flame danced in her grasp. Alicia gently reached over to light an array of candlesticks, which flickered and livened the cluttered room. Opening the curtain, light poured through the opaque glass as the gray afternoon displayed the cloudy weather and the unmistakable flurry of snow slowly rising on the window's ledge, their eyes were barely able to adjust before she closed the curtains once again. Wind howled outside providing a relaxing comfort to the eerie silence that the large keep naturally had throughout the day. Claire strode over to a table she long since left unused, texts opened and bookmarked as she had spent an infrequent few times toiling about curiously in the large library. "I hope we can actually find something useful or informative... but we're looking for answers to questions we don't even know." Claire spoke up; her voice carrying in the large room as she lightly touched the leathery hard covered backs of books while inquisitively scanning the titles. Growing frustrated after searching for a few minutes, she picked out a series of the keep's histories and several other cryptic books carrying them to the table, taking a few trips with armfuls of texts building up on the wooden table top. Alicia slowly stepped along the seemingly endless rows of books, aimlessly wandering as her eyes perused the various texts and unbelievable collection of magical tomes and other studies. She had been in here a few times under the watchful eye and tutelage of the mysterious and quiet court mage, a tall and pale man with wrinkly skin and a wise gaze, veins covering his worn hands. After his sudden disappearance, the library became an abandoned and run down place, aside from a few visits, resembling the dry husk of a crypt with an odd and dark feeling surrounding the secluded little study. Silence gripped the atmosphere around her as she neared the end, light distantly glimmering from the candles behind her, finally reaching the end of the stone room. To the left was a large, pitch black corridor stretching further and further. She stopped in surprise as she recognized the hallway as the same dark hall from her nightmare. Ruined torches lined the walls as old tapestries of former dynasties banners hung lifeless and faded. Wearily and with caution, she pushed on as her boots timidly padded down the hall, leading her further until she reached the familiar and mysterious wooden door from her dreams. Her fingers hovered over the surface as she smirked at the surge of magic tickling her hand, the energy crackling around her before she quickly retracted from it. She briefly recalled memories of when she was just a teen and beginning to harness her powers, of how the court mage and the apothecary seemed to disappear entirely for days on end. "Could they still be alive? What were they up to -- was this where they disappeared to?" She thought to herself. Alicia timidly bit her lower lip, the door and hallway making her uneasy as she recalled advanced lessons on magic wards, making her frown but still wanting to try her luck. She opened her lips to whisper the words of an incantation before suddenly being interrupted -- "I found something." Claire called out; her voice echoing from the passage behind her as Alicia slowly pulled her hand back, as if snapped out of a trance. She backed away from the door, giving it one last glance before trailing back. ~~~~~~~~~~ "Did you know your ancestors were chosen to protect this site?" Claire voiced, eyebrows raised in profound curiosity as Alicia finally appeared behind her. "They were chosen to be guardians... something they possessed protected from... a threat." Claire furrowed her brow in frustration, "The writing's old and the book is so damaged, I can barely comprehend it" she added as she set down the large weathered book. "Though -- I did find an interesting log. That old mage left some notes regarding experiments. He wrote about some passage, saying that he had access to a great deal of alchemical ingredients beyond it, rare ones at that. The last entry indicated something strange though." Claire quieted as she read on in the small little diary, biting her lower lip in concentration as her eyes skimmed the text. "Something ancient found him and the apothecary -- they sealed the passage, but... they had to try once more to halt whatever was on the other side." Claire hesitated before reading the cryptic last lines "It will reach through in time. Only the blood of Raelia may hold great enough power. They must harness their abilities." Both of them glanced at each other in confusion, the name oddly familiar. "Raelia is your ancestor, right?" Claire asked finally, closing the book as she turned to Alicia who was nodding slowly, her thoughts still swirling. The two sat quietly as they pondered what the mage was trying to say. "What threat is it that he's talking about? And who needs to harness their abilities?" Claire asked with a exasperated sigh, rubbing her temples as she hummed quietly in thought. "Were you able to find anything back there?" Claire asked curiously, unsure of what to make of the mage's notes. Alicia's cheeks blushed as she hesitated, shaking her head softly, "Just row after row of books." She added half-heartedly with a shrug, rubbing the back of her neck nervously before sighing. "I have to let this all sink in. If you find anything else, just... You know where to find me. I'm going to try to sleep since I didn't quite get any last night." Her tired voice echoed slightly in the room as she tucked locks of her wavy hair behind her right ear. Claire gave a half nod, warily looking over her friend before delicately adding "Alright. Sleep well, Alicia -- we'll talk later" She chimed in, an anxious expression on her face as she watched a somber, exhausted Alicia leave, before her eyes reluctantly went back to the book in her hands. ~~~~~~~~~~ Alicia tossed and turned throughout the day and into the night, her nude body drenched in sweat and gripped by frustration as she tossed the pillow off the bed in anger. Her eyes innocently scanned the dark ceiling in contemplation as her small chest moved up and down with each heavy breath, slowly beginning to relax. Her young, pale body throbbed and was embraced by an undeniable urge she hadn't felt in a long time, her slit soaking wet as her fingers reluctantly rubbed at her sensitive lips. She examined her hand, glancing at the clear, drooling, and sweet juices that covered her fingers as she dipped them into her mouth, her tongue savoring the delicious and gooey flavor. After licking her fingers clean in a needy lust, her breathing began to pick up as she wasted no time pleasuring herself once more. Her other hand quickly covered her mouth as she let out a muffled moan, her throbbing pussy lips being spread and skillfully rubbed with her middle and ring finger. Her eyes fluttered closed as her back arched, her rear slowly rising off the damp sheets as the tension in her body grew tighter and tighter, causing Alicia to buck her hips in rhythmic pleasure. Her fingers gently spread the insides of her folds, slowly hooking two fingers deep inside until she stifled yet another high-pitched whimper, the tips touching and tickling at her g-spot. The sensations were pleasant beyond belief, Alicia pulled her hand up and down quickly as slick sounds filled the room. She could feel the drizzling of her cum dripping onto the sheets below her, the world dimming around her as her pleasure grew closer to its inevitable and delicious crescendo. Suddenly she came crashing over, her body gripped and shaking as she remained locked in her position, her back arched as she trembled in delight, pulling at a pillow briefly as she bit into the soft fabric to muffle her lewd moans and gasps. With an exhausted drop, her body crumpled limply to the surface of the bed, Alicia regaining her breath as she let out a blissful giggle. With a sigh, she let her thoughts circle back to her inquisitive mind. What power could my blood hold? What is waiting beyond the 'passage'? I have to find out what's behind that door! She swung her legs over the side of the bed as she strode over on her tippy toes to toss on her clothes and boots. Adorned in her black leather pants, boots, a tight gray long-sleeve shirt, and her black corset she finally stepped out of her room. Her head stealthily peaked out and glanced around the grand halls, a brazier glimmering and lighting up a good portion as two guards stood in a relaxed stance, propped up by the shaft of their spears, their conversation carrying across the hall. She quietly darted and crouched, a devilish grin coming to her face as her fiery spirit started to show. Although seemingly in peril, she was taking it lightly, her memories coming back to her as she felt like a child always getting into trouble. She made her way to the study in a darkened portion of the keep, closing the door as slowly as she could to prevent the ridiculously loud creaking from alerting anyone. Finally, in the study, she calmly brushed off her clothes as she took in a relaxed breath, giggling playfully. A ball of glimmering white light glowed warmly in her palm and illuminated the place around her as she strode forth to the door. Her soft, freckled cheeks blushed a gentle shade of red from her stealthy adventure, still smirking to herself as her gray-blue eyes as she reached the door. ~~~~~~~~~~ "Val an lunyaa vi" Alicia whispered after glancing behind her shoulder in hesitation, her heart pounding in her chest, second thoughts nagging at her as she contemplated getting knights and Claire to tag along. "No -- this is something I have to do myself." She reassured herself, unsure why she seemed so adamant, but still emboldened by an aura of confidence and protection. The loud sound of an unlocking mechanism finally echoed in the corridor, dust unsettling and fluttering around her. She was mystified that spell could ever have an influence on a protective barrier and door such as that, given its complicated and dangerous origins. Though, only for a brief moment, she considered the spell may have been meant for her specifically to unlock... Her hand hesitantly reached forward, biting her lower lip as her heart pumped in her chest, eyes on the handle as she could only imagine what secrets lay behind the door. With a gentle push it began to creak open slowly, Alicia's heart dropping as emotions came rushing at her all at once. She remained gripped in anxious fear as the long, dark hallway of her endless nightmares continued before her, a seemingly endless expanse of darkness that hummed in eerie silence. She toughened up, staying her quivering lip as she slowly moved forward. With a quick cast, a bolt of white light traveled down the expanse of the hallway, illuminating the vast corridor before dissipating off in the distance. Step by step the sole of her boots echoed on the stone floor, almost mixing with sound of her heartbeat and breathing which rang loudly in her ears, her body flushed with blood and adrenaline. The hallway began to mix with dead vegetation and vines, withered away in what seemed like centuries of decay as dried leaves and moss covered the floor. The room she finally found at the end was oddly small, the walls lined with tables and trays of dead herbs, different exotic plants, and rotted notes. At the far end stood a tall, mysterious gateway which was nearly a perfect circle slightly lowered in the floor as if it to allow one to walk straight into the wall behind it. Barely visible dusty footprints from years before lined where two had gone in but never returned. Her eyes curiously scanned the ancient structure, her finger dragging across the soot covered floor and catching a large swath of smoky ash. Alicia took a brief moment to gather her thoughts. What were they truly up to? What are they trying to tell me? What lies on the other side of this door? She wondered as her mind traced back to the elder mage and his apothecary colleague. Her body suddenly surged with magic as she neared the smooth surface of the circle, her eyes widening in surprise as dark blue runes began to illuminate all along the gateway. She jolted back as the room grew brighter and brighter with that dark blue glimmer, Alicia backed up quickly and glanced down the hallway in hesitation though she knew it was too late to turn back. A loud boom of magic startled her as she fell back on her rear, the castle seemingly shaking briefly as she protected her eyes from the immense brightness. Alicia propped herself up on her elbow, her other arm slowly lowering from her eyes as the light in the room finally came to a constant and oddly dim glow. The portal swirled before her, humming comfortably in her ears as she looked on in wild astonishment. She had only read about these great artifacts in myths and here one was standing active right in front of her stunned eyes. Fog began to billow into the chilled room from the other side of the portal, lingering close to the floor as it rolled past her petite body. Everything was coming into place! The musky smell of swamps returned to her, the same odor that had gripped her in those intense nightmares lay truly just in front of her. Even though questions still nagged at her, she smiled and laughed in relief, her innocent gray-blue eyes looking on and appreciating the discovery. She was on the right track! "I'm finding answers little by little! Claire should see thi - " Her thoughts were interrupted as her senses perked up again in intense vigilance. The sound of the portal warping lightly caught her attention, a dark shimmer appearing at the bottom obscured mostly by the fog as it continued to pool onto the floor. The fog fluttered in greatly as it now glowed in conjunction with the dark blue light of the portal, nearly enveloping the room in a haze that one could barely see through. She slowly scrambled back, still on her rear as her eyes strained to discern something through the fog... Movement. A thick, heavy, and seemingly endless tentacle slowly slid across the floor from the portal as its gooey slime oozed in a taunting and gross trail, the appendage searching its new surroundings. Alicia's heart was pounding in her chest, frozen in terror as her eyes darted from the portal to that curious tentacle cautiously making its way in her general direction. She stifled a whimper as she edged back slowly, remaining as quiet as possible as she swallowed. The smooth, dark green tentacle attentively sensed the young sorceress, though it made no quick effort to move towards her, only slowly sliding its way over to her as she whimpered and scooched back further. She extended her left hand to cast a spell, but only saw a flicker of a spark, her magic apparently sapped from the opening of the portal, her body and magic feeling noticeably weaker. Reluctantly she began to frantically kick at the tip as it poked at her leather boot, her bizarre visitor reeling back before springing forward at her leg. Alicia tried to scramble back but her efforts were stopped as the tentacle slowly but powerfully began to curl up her left leg. Alicia let out a crying yelp as she tugged at her caught thigh, the throbbing heat from the tentacle mixed with the gooey liquid sent shivers up her back as her cold skin lined with goose-bumps. The dark green tentacle continued to coil up and around her leg slowly as its grip on her tightened and kept her securely held despite her desperate squirming and pleas. "Claire!!! Please God, help me! Anyone!" She cried out, tears welling up and rolling down her cheeks as she looked down with wide, fearful eyes at the coiled tentacle sluggishly wrapping around her hips, holding her firmly in place as she began to frantically thrash. Its tight embraces gripped her young body as her clothes were pulled with each fearful kick and movement, her black leather pants tearing slightly and eventually ending up around her ankles followed soon after by her white panties. The tentacle appeared to help to remove her clothes and boots further with its rhythmic and muscular movements, Alicia soon was naked from the waist down. The tentacle's tip tugged away at her corset's laces, the straps snapping loudly and stinging her delicate skin, the bottom half of her shirt tearing below her breasts and bra, leaving her pale, sweat-glistening belly glimmering in the dim light. It menacingly moved over onto the taut and pale skin of her exposed tummy, grossly leaving a glob of slime as it worshipped her youthful abdomen. It slowly began drag away from her midsection, Alicia let out a worried gasp as she finally got a clear view of the thickness of the appendage. It was easily thicker than a man's wrist, it's heated presence pressing on her stomach as she held her breath in trepidation. As it trailed away it left a large glob of warm and clear fluid that oozed out of that tip with a viscous nature as it pooled into her belly button. The slimy appendage wrapped around her almost naked body, and throbbed with a hot warmth, a sleek and lubricating layer of goo covered most of her lower body where its length had slithered across. Her whimpers were constant as she shook her head in disbelief, still on her rear as she tried to push on the stone below her, though her fingers could not find an inch of traction. Her eyes caught a shimmer from the portal as she watched in fear as a much larger tentacle inched its way closer to her bare, fertile body. "Claire! Please!" She screamed out, her voice cracking as tears delicately dragged her mascara down her cheeks, her voice echoed back at her from down the hall as her legs trembled. Her wavy brunette hair cascaded down her back, now disgraced with sweat, dirt, and a mysterious slime which warmed her body. The second tentacle finally reached her, though much about this tentacle was remarkably different which created even more alarm in the ensnared sorceress. Her nervous eyes could distinguish a large, bulbous cock-head which worked its way between her squirming legs. Her fingernails began to dig into the appendage which held firmly around her hips now, Alicia shaking and gripped with fear before she finally felt it, her eyes going wide as she yelped in disgust and shock. That member poked at her throbbing sex, the tip lewdly drawing upwards on her slit as she shivered in terror. She could clearly discern a liquid strand of her own clear juices dripping from the cock onto her tummy. With a gasp, she watched as its thick length ground into her puffy pussy lips. Biting her lower lip was her only course of action as she watched that gross cock spread its slimy goo on her cunny and on her thighs as she stifled a moan of reluctant pleasure. It continued its odd assault on her, making her writhe in embarrassing pleasure as it spread her pussy lips wide, with its relentless grinding. The Sorceress Ch. 01 The tentacle pushed her pussy lips apart, the tip and the rest of it at least two and a half inches in diameter as it slowly tried to part her throbbing, wet, and waxed sex further. She could only lean back as she felt the intruding member desperately squirming from side to side to get even an inch deeper inside of her fertile, hot, embracing folds. Alicia fought to close her pale, slime covered thighs around the thrashing tentacle but it only served to heighten the sensations and did little to prevent the inevitable. She finally felt the cock penetrate her as it slowly and ominously buried itself deeper and deeper into her tight, vulnerable, and dripping wet sex. That slimy member stretched her tight cunt making her whine in discomfort as she could only lay back and feel every sensation of her tender inner folds, her teeth gritting in slight sharp pain. With a tight wince she groaned in worried pain, the creature's cock shallowly pumping in and out as it forced her to fit around its abnormal girth. It finally buried itself against her cervix, making her squeak and blush in shame as her tightly-pressed thighs shook. Alicia fell back tenderly, slipping futilely from her elbows as she looked straight up at the empty, dark arched ceiling. The wood beams were her only comfort as the thrusts that filled her lightly rocked her body back and forth, the world seemingly pumping with her as her little tears rolled from her delicate, innocent, sorrow-filled eyes. Her beautifully maintained brunette hair lay sprawled out beneath her shoulders, matted and wet with muck and slime as her eyes fluttered trying desperately to stay awake. The first tentacle moved to wrap around her upper right thigh, getting a tight grip on it to spread her legs further apart. "Claire" She whispered meagerly, her voice defeated as her mind tried to delve into a happier place while her head and body lightly slid back and forth on the smooth stone in a disgusting show of its power over her. The sensations happening within her made her blush an embarrassed shade of pink, further humiliating her as she could hardly keep herself from her deep-knotting orgasm slowly building inside of her. She bit her lower lip hard, the insides of her waist tensing up as she tried to squirm and grind it away, hoping to loosen its grip but only further increasing the delicious and taboo pleasure which was building in her pussy as she was spread like never before. The length throbbed wildly within her as if she could feel its heartbeat against her battered and surrendering cervix. Alicia tried her best to keep control over her body, but her resolve fading fast as her fingers grasped fruitlessly at the ground. Her struggles didn't help and the gross appendage continued to reach places within her that no man had ever. After minutes of trying to resist, her mouth silently and slightly opened, her eyebrows curling upward in fearful pleasure as she felt an orgasm bloom inside of her heated folds, finally conquering her writhing body. A high-pitched mew of pleasure escaped her slightly opened lips as she finally succumbed to the breathless and endless pleasure, her cheeks blushing brightly as she drew in ragged breaths. Her pussy gushed lightly around the tentacle stuffed inside her throbbing contracting folds, while the trickle of her juices dripped into a puddle beneath her. With her toes curled and chest heaving, she could only look up at the ceiling as she scolded herself internally for being debased by such an act. Her back arched tenderly, still in the controlling grasp of the first large tentacle that had now wrapped around her left leg, right leg, and hips; though she felt a distinct lack of grip on her midsection, putting her fit stomach on display. The cock lodged inside of her never ceased its quick and powerful thrusts, a visible bulge easily seen below Alicia's skin, only made each thrust more forbidden and grotesquely erotic. The thick green tentacle's pace frighteningly began to pick up into more intense, instinctive, and primal thrusts. The tentacle began to swell as it remained buried inside of her fertile tunnel, the tip of its cock locked uncomfortably against her seemingly numbed and oddly widened cervix, her mind unaware of the effects that the pre-cum and slime had on her depths. The thrusts abruptly stopped, her eyes flashing open as she propped up on her elbows, sweat rolling down her chest as she got a view of her tummy and the mist-enveloped tentacle. The engorged and hot member continued to swell inside of her already stuffed pussy, locking her in place and making her cry out with protest and revulsion. Alicia let out a high-pitched yelp in disbelief, her mouth wide open as she shrieked in helpless terror at what her frightened gray-blue eyes saw. Small bulges traveled down the throbbing slimy green length, reenergizing Alicia's frantic fighting as she screamed out, the ribbed inner muscles of the smooth cock pumping and expanding within her. She watched helplessly as the first bulge pressed against her inner vaginal lips before being buried deep inside of her, a grotesque filling sensation knotting up inside of her womb as she whimpered and whined in feeble disgust. Eggs. The terrible and bizarre thought hadn't even occurred to her. She was nearly ready to vomit as she watched her numbed body unwillingly take the gag-inducing load of small, soft, squishy, oval shaped eggs which were being deposited inside of her precious womb. Alicia's wide eyes remained locked on her taut, lightly-athletic tummy; she could slowly see a visible change with her tummy slowly swelling as the tentacle pumped egg after egg inside her. Alicia's legs stiffened, shaking as her dulled senses became overloaded. Her right hand instinctively shot forward, her palm and fingers widely spreading over her abdomen as she applied pressure to the throbbing and churning sensation within her, desperately trying to push down and stop the pumping. With a fatigued yelp she pulled back and panting as if she were in heat, resting on her elbows as it continued to sow inside of her womb, her legs squirming in disbelief and hope for release. Every egg that was pumped inside of her was accompanied by a very audible internal depositing sound, like a low, deep, and dry swallowing sound only a tad muffled by her fertile womb. The sounds only made Alicia queasier as she balled her twitching fingers into a fist and looked on, absolutely powerless. She huffed continually in astonishment, her heart racing as she cried out, her previously once firm tummy beginning to resemble a modest baby bump, making her look as if she were five months pregnant. The eggs finally stopped pumping, her whimpers joined only by the humming of the portal as she slowly reached out one hand to feel her swollen belly in disbelief. The pressure and tense nature of her skin drove her nearly mad, her eyes unbelievably examining every inch of the soft stretched skin of her now throbbing tummy as her body betrayed her and accommodated the tight new additions to her womb. She yelped in mortified shame, laying back as the tentacle began thrusting again stopping to spurt a heavy load of gooey cum inside of her. The heat which spread within her made her tingle and coo as her arms shook in exhaustion. She instinctively knew that the eggs had just been fertilized. Alicia slumped back, her swollen belly ironically the only warm comfort in that cold, dim room as the tentacles loosened their grip on her. Alicia was a cold, whimpering mess as she gazed up at the ceiling, her hands reluctantly reaching up to rub that defilement of her swollen uterus. Warm cum slowly oozed out and glazed her throbbing sex, a pearly-white viscous puddle formed below her as the slimy appendage popped out of her used sex after letting her cervix slowly close. She bit her lower lip in defeat as the first tentacle began tugging the used and claimed sorceress along the soft floor, tears brimming in Alicia's dazed eyes as she was unceremoniously dragged inch by inch to the portal. She had no doubt that it intended to bring its valuable, incubating prize fully into its possession. Her eyes fluttered lightly and the world began to swirl around her, noises muffling as she watched her body jerk closer and closer to that terrifying portal, not wanting to imagine what fate awaited her on the other side. The last things she heard were her friend's running footsteps, blasts of fire, and cries of help; her eyes catching a glimpse of the tentacle as it removed its grip from her and retracted in pain, disappearing into the fading portal. Alicia let out a soft cry as Claire cradled her friend's upper body and head against her chest, Alicia's eyes finally closed as safety lulled her into a deep and exhausted sleep. *Author's Note* I'd like to thank TheDarkWh1te for fully helping me with the editing process. I hope everyone enjoyed this story -- I can't guarantee if or when a new edition to this series will come out, but I'll do my best if studying and my imagination permit.