3 comments/ 21283 views/ 13 favorites Warlock's Tower Ch. 01 By: xanach A rusty cart creaks it's way through the forest, pulled by a worn out mule. It slowly creeps through twisted and knobby trees, the only sound interrupting the squeaking of the rust wheels is the quiet sobbing of it's passenger. She's in the pack of the cart, softly crying into her knees as she sits on the rough wooden floor of the cart. Iron bars line all four sides and support a black roof surrounding the purchased slave. An old man leading the mule smiles under his hood. His hands are wrinkled and spotted, but adorned with rings of emerald and garnet. He carries a walking stick in one, stabilizing the limp in his exhausted knees. Breath comes and goes in rasps and wheezes during the trek. The old man looks back at the girl he's purchased, and thinks back to two days ago when he first saw her in Cunport's red light center. She was sitting by the window, wearing a white bustier and a simple ocean blue silk skirt. Her skin was flawless, and tanned slightly. She looked at the passersby with eyes shaped like almonds containing pools of dark brown. Lips pouting and plumped with rosy lipstick indicated she was for hire for oral only, and a virgin. She had caught the old man's eye as he was in town stocking up on supplies for the quickly approaching winter. He had thought she would make a fine gift for his son, who had been doing well recently and deserved something his hard work. At least, that's what the man told the madame of the brothel. At first she was hesitant. Bree was a very talented girl and was earning the shop a fair bit of coin, but once the man gave the madame two small vials containing a thick purple fluid with the promise of four more, she decided Bree was much more expendable. "Something you learn early as a warlock, " the old man thought as he continued to pace along the cart. "Money isn't everything to some people." The sky was getting darker as the pathway through the woods began to narrow and the trees started to grow thicker. They were almost home now. Bree's sobbing began to grow louder. The old man stopped the cart and walked back to the girl. "My dear, why are you crying? Can't you see I'm taking you to my home? That you will be well fed and cared for?" Bree looked up from her slouch. Her beautiful eyes were puffy from crying, and she wore a simple white cotton dress the brothel had given her, keeping the rest of her fine clothes. "You. You took me from my home. My friends. Please, let me go back, mister, mister?" "Grimbriar at your service." The old man took a bow, letting sliver hair fall from his hood. "And I assure you, sweet Bree that you will make many friends at my home. My house staff will treat you like royalty. Surely it can't be worse than a brothel girl?" Bree posted a mask of defiance on her face. "I may have been a whore, Grimbriar, but I had my freedom! Freedom to talk all night with the other girls, to take my customers on walks by the docks at night, to flirt with the sailors who came in to town." She kicked the bars of the cage. "Maybe I couldn't leave the city, but I'll take it's stone bricks to your gilded cage." She sat back down on the cart, folding her arms across her chest. She started to shiver as more tears fell down her cheek. "Give me your hand, child." Grimbriar said reaching between the bars. Reluctantly, Bree stuck a hand out and Grimbriar grabbed it. Muttering some words under his breath, he send a jolt of warmth into Bree's blood. She gave a startled look, but stopped shivering. "We will be home soon." After another hour of traveling the light had completely drained from the forest. Grimbriar and Bree stopped at the front door of a decaying circular stone tower. The roof was badly damaged with entire rows of shingles stripped bare. Ivy and moss climbed the black bricks all the way to the top. Grimbriar unlocked the gate. "We're here my love." he said, reaching his hand out. Bree looked apprehensive, like she was deciding whether or not to make a run for it. It didn't look like Grimbriar could even catch her at his age. "Where would yo go dear?" He asked, as if hearing the conflict in her head. A wolf's howl pierced the night. Reluctantly, Bree got up and took Grimbriar's hand. The couple made there way to the front door. "What about the mule?" Bree asked. "Surely, it needs to be stabled?" Grimbriar looked around. "He'll figure it out," He said, while opening the plain front door to the tower. "He's smarter than he looks." Bree looked back at the old thing. "Certainly doesn't look like it." "I hope he didn't hear you say that. That mule has one short temper." He led Bree into the tower, which opened into a very comfy looking parlor. Red carpets lined the floor and dark maroon and red tapestries hung from the stone walls. Hundreds of candles hung from the ceiling chandeliers and walls, giving the parlor a welcoming glow of warmth and comfort. A suit of armor stood at the base of a wide carpeted staircase, which led higher up the tower. Grimbriar removed his hood, revealing a bald head speckled with liver spots and circled with long white hair hung down below his shoulders. He shook his head and shuddered. Slowly, the long strands of white hair thickened and darkened. New follicles of hair sprouted from his bald crown as spots and warts vanished. Grimbriar's wrinkled skin began to tighten into a luminescent ivory. His fingers straightened and the stoop in his back straightened. "Much better," Grimbriar said in a deep baritone. He looked easily fifty years younger now, with midnight black hair and dark, foreboding eyes. Large biceps were visible through the sleeveless black undershirt her wore. "These disguises are a necessary, but inconvenient encumbrance when you're in my profession." Bree stood with her mouth open and eyes wide open. "You're... you're..." "A warlock my dear," Grimbriar finished for her. Bree's expression didn't change, but Grimbriar sensed a feeling of horror in the girls young mind. "I assume they told you all sorts of vile things about us in your village?" Bree tried to speak, but couldn't find the words. She finally managed, "They. They. They say you cavort with daemons! And, and sacrifice children! You can control savage beasts and warp the minds of people!" She began to back away from Grimbriar toward the door, horror in her voice. Grimbriar placed his strong hands on the girls shoulder's, looking into her eyes of swirling brown. "I assure you milady, those are falsehoods. I am no different from a cobbler, blacksmith or street whore. We all have our duties, and our desires." With that, he planted a strong kiss on Bree, plumbing his tongue deep into her gaping mouth. Passion flowed from his lips as Bree silently cooed, her legs starting to sway under her. Grimbriar felt her heart accelerate, and placed his arms around her shoulders. He drew her close, comforting her in his strong arms. He felt Bree tremble under his grasp as a shrill voice broke their kiss. "Grimmy!" Grimbriar turned around to see two beautiful young women bounding down the stairs. The lead girl was a brunette with ample, globular breasts pushing out her blood red robe. She had bright blue eyes, and long slender legs. Following her was a girl slightly plumper than the brunette, but she had golden blonde hair and an angelic face. Her round tits rested high on her chest, seductively pushing out the snow white robe she wore around her body. Grimbriar opened his arms as the two gorgeous women ran toward him. "Kim! Maddy! How marvelous to see you!" The two girls nearly knocked Grim over as they approached either side of him. They began to kiss all up and down his body, gyrating their curves up and down his arms and legs. He felt the blonde's tongue drill into his ear, sending sparks down his back. "Girls! Girls!" He said. "Show some manners, and say hello to our new resident." The two girls stopped their assault on the warlock long enough to cast glances at the now confused looking Bree. "I'm Maddy!" The blonde said, bouncing on the balls of her feet, her breasts shaking in her robe. "And I'm Kim," The Brunette purred. She lowered her gaze slightly staring right into Bree. "Cat got your tongue?" "Uh, I'm Bree," Bree said, shaking her head. Kim and Maddy moved to either side of her, she spun her head around trying to keep track of the two. "What exactly do you two do here?" "We see to master Grimbriar's needs." Kim said, as she inspected the rear of Bree. "And provide companionship," Maddy added, putting her hands on Bree's shoulders and looking her in the eyes. "It appears Kim," Maddy said. "That master Grim has provided us with a pet." She winked at Kim. Kim grasped the back of Bree's dress, and in one swift motion ripped the cloth from her body. Bree squealed as her tan body was exposed. Her firm, apple sized breasts began to flush red as her nipples stiffened with the cold air. She desperately attempted to cover her groin with her hands. "Ha! A shy hooker! This is a first." Kim laughed. Maddy kneeled down to take a close look at her pussy. "She's shaved clean, boss! Can I have a taste?" Grimbriar looked at the scene, three gorgeous women ready to ravish on another. He could already feel his erection tenting against his trousers. "Ladies, Bree and I have had a long day," He turned to Kim. "Kim, why don't you go see what Mel is up to? I haven't heard from her since I left." Kim pouted. "Aw, she's no fun! I wanna play with the new girl!" She gave Bree a firm smack on her right ass cheek, causing Bree to scream and a dull red mark to form. Grimbriar looked at Kim. "You can play with her later, right now, I think Mel would enjoy you more." Kim looked a little big dejected, but obediently left the parlor through a side door. Grim turned to Maddy. "Why don't we retire to my bedchambers, and the three of us can kiss each other goodnight? I know Bree would be very excited to get to know you." Maddy smiled warmly, and grabbed Bree's arm. She began to drag Bree up the stairs, following Grim and whispering in Bree's ear as they walked. At last, the threesome came to a plain door which opened into Grimbriar's chambers. A large four post bed covered in crimson silk sheets dominated the center of the room, with long exotic tapestries lining the walls. Mirrors covered the entire ceiling, which reflected the dim light at many odd angles. Maddy walked to the left corner of the bed, and began to remove her robe. Grimbriar's erection poked hard on his trousers as he took in the two beauties. Maddy was like a fertility goddess come to life in his room, with a heart shaped face and full shapely hips. Her breasts were enormous, each easily the size of a ripe melon, but perked high on her chest by some unnatural force. Maddy had blue eyes which reflected the soft light of the room at odd angles, shimmering like miniature sapphires. Bree was almost the complete opposite. Shorter than Maddy, she had a certain girlish innocence to her that had attracted Grim. Even her breasts looked like they were still growing, though their handful size certainly went well with Bree's slender figure. Bree had chocolate colored eyes and caramel hued skin. He knew he had made a wise purchase. Maddy shimmied over to Bree and began to rub her naked body. She turned her head to Grimbriar and bit her lower lip. "So, Grimbriar. How do you want us?" she purred. Grim removed his shirt, letting his muscular chest hit the cool air. He pulled his pants down, and his erect cock bounced free tasting the sweet air. "Why don't you two come down here and suck me off? Little Bree has quiet the reputation as a cocksucker." Bree stood in the corner of the room, staring at her feet motionless. Maddy left Bree's side and walked over to Grimbriar. "Grimbriar, maybe you should give us girls a few minutes. Bree's spent her life in a whorehouse, she'll probably open up to another girl." Grimbriar nodded, his cock bouncing slightly. Maddy walked back to Bree, and began to whisper to her. At first, Bree didn't change her expression, but slowly Grimbriar saw a smile begin to crack along her face. In a few minutes, she and Maddy began to giggle at small jokes. Grimbriar sat on the bed, watching the two ladies chat on the other side of the room. He knew Maddy's sweet nature would help ease Bree into the household. He once again thanked himself for having the foresight to send Kim away. She was a little bit... aggressive. After almost a half hour of discussion, Bree began to walk slowly toward Grim and kneeled in front of him. Blood rushed to Grimbriar's cock as Maddy's sweet face looked up at him with wide eyes. "Master Grimbriar, Maddy has told me that you are kind and generous to your servants. She told me how you rescued her," Grimbriar looked over at Maddy, who had a concerned look on her face. Bree continued. "She told me you've given her many gifts for her loyal service. And how you were always kind to her." Bree stopped talking and stared directly into Grimbriar's eyes. He felt her small hands envelop the head of his dick, and Bree shyly began to stroke up and down. She looked up at Grim with pleading eyes, the gentle tugging on his member making Grim sigh with pleasure. He stood up on his feet, towering over the petite girl working his cock. It was familiar territory for Bree, what she had done in the brothel for years and likely what her mother had done. Still, she was well trained. Maddy began to slowly crawl toward Grim and Bree in a zigzag, careful to shake her ass each time it turned to face Grimbriar. She oozed sex as her curvy form found it's way next to Bree between Grimbriar's legs. Bree was still stroking, although her pace had quickened and her face had taken on a pout, almost asking for Grim to ejaculate over her entire body. Maddy took a kneeling position, and grabbed the base of Grimbriar's cock with her left hand. "I think it's time you show your new master what you can do." Maddy said softly looking at Bree. Sheepishly, Bree opened her gorgeous mouth and wrapped her pink lips around the head of Grim's dick. Grim moaned in passion, feeling Bree lightly suck at his most sensitive spot. A shy tongue darted around the underside of Grim's penis, making him rock his hips involuntarily. Slowly, Bree slid her mouth down his member. Grimbriar felt inch by agonizing inch disappear into Bree's silky, hot throat. His balls felt ready to explode, but he held back. Bree continued by bobbing her head seductively, making sure to drag her tongue along the entire length of Grim's penis with each motion. Maddy knelt down and began to finger her pussy with her other hand. Grimbriar could see fluid leaking out as Maddy's fingers made sloshing sounds as they moved in and out. She quickened her pace, and soon two pink, thin, appendages began to emerge from her cunt. They were about as big around as a pinky finger, and darted in the air back in forth like tiny hummingbirds. As they snaked their way up from Maddy's pussy they stood straight up in the air, with rounded tips bent downward slightly so they looked like long earthworms. The pussy tentacles snaked their way up towards Bree's face as if they had a mind of their own. Bree screamed when she saw the odd pinkish staring her in the face, forcing Grim's cock to hit the cool air with a bounce. "Maddy, you didn't, you didn't tell me. What's happened to you? What are those?" Bree shouted. Maddy reclined backward, releasing Grim's cock and supporting her weight on her hands while exposing her groin to the air. The tentacles were fully outstretched now, and each one was nearly 3 feet long. They swished and wiggled in the air like a vine caught in a stiff wind. "Mmm. It's a gift from master Grimbriar. See, my little pussy has a bit of a mind of it's own. I can change the feeling, tightness or texture of it anytime I wish. But sometimes, if I get really turned on, well, even I'm not totally sure what she'll conjure up!" Grimbriar saw Bree staring at the appendages, her mouth half open. "They seem to like you!" Maddy said cheerfully. "Sometime I'll let you lick my pussy, I'm sure she'll like that as well," As if it was agreeing, Maddy's labia flexed in an out. "But now I think I have other plans." With that, the two tentacles darted toward Grim's engorged cock, and wrapped themselves around like a spring coil. "Mmmm. Master Grim your dick feel good on my pussy-probes." She turned to Bree "Ooooohhhh, they're 10 time as sensitive as my clitoris. Suck your master's dick, Bree. Someday he may bestow such a gift on you." Maddy straightened herself up, and gently guided Bree's open mouth back to Grimbriar's tool. Bree looked a little spooked, but accepted Grimbriar's cock deep into her throat. He felt her throat relax as the entire length of his penis disappeared into her throat. Bree didn't gag, she was a professional at this. She moved her tongue lazily along Grimbriar's full member, warm saliva sticking to it. Gently, Bree sucked and released causing Grimbriar's nerves to pulse. "Aw, now that's nice." Grimbriar moaned, putting his hands behind his head. Bree was working her head up and down his cock, a little faster than before and with slightly more urgency. Maddy's tentacles constricted and relaxed along the length of his dick, sending sparks up his spine. All the nerves on his penis were on fire, and the frightened look in Bree's eyes as she frantically moved her head up and down made it more powerful. He felt something smooth move across his balls. Looking down he saw Maddy licking his testicles slowly, savoring each taste of his sack. She moaned as her tongue slowly worked each ball, as well as probing the space between them. "Ohh, Grim. I can feel you cock on my pussy tentacles. I feel little Bree sucking on them, and moving her tongue along their sensitive surface." She began to pant as she resumed licking his testicles fervently. Grim couldn't take it anymore. He grabbed Bree's head and pushed it so his cock went deep into her throat and started cumming like a hose. Maddy's tentacles squeezed his dick every time it contracted, pumping cum out of him like a milker. He felt spurt after spurt of sticky ejaculate force his way from his dick and deep into Bree's little throat. She was a pro, and at first was able to swallow the torrent of cum. But eventually, it started to build up in her throat, forcing her to release Grim's penis. A ball of spit and cum clung to her chin as more cum from Grim's massive dick showered onto her face. She closed her eyes' right as another wad landed on her forehead. The cum out of Grimbriar's dick weakened to a small drizzle as he looked at Bree's beautiful humiliated form. Maddy uncoiled the tentacles from her pussy and moved them over to Bree's face, where she began to gently lick and suck off the remains of Grimbriar's money shot. She moved behind Bree and began to massage her shoulder's gently. "You shouldn't have been so rough with her," Maddy said. She wrapped her arms around Bree in a sisterly hug. "She's had a rough day." Maddy's tentacles finished cleaning off Bree's face, and began to slowly withdraw back into her cunt. Grimbriar looked around the room. "I wasn't the one that bared her sentient pussy." He looked down at Bree who hadn't said anything yet. She looked used and dejected, and a steady mark of disbelief covered her face. "Maddy, thank you for your tenderness," she flicked a tear off of her cheek. "But I'm not prepared for what is going on here. Master Grimbriar, would you please return me to Cunport and my sisters?" "Maddy, why don't you get Bree some Yarla tonic?" Grimbriar said. Maddy stood up. She walked to the other side of the room and opened a large cabinet. Grimbriar got down on the floor and embraced Bree. "I'm afraid I can't do that Bree. I paid handsomely for your virginity, and I plan on collecting on it. I told you you will like it here, you just need to give it some time. I know things are... different than you expect, you just need to adapt." Warlock's Tower Ch. 01 Bree didn't answer, but looked at Grimbriar with her big brown eyes swelling with tears. Warlock's Tower Ch. 02 /* Note: it may be a good idea to read Warlock's Tower chapter one to get to know characters, but it's not necessary. Happy reading! -Xanach */ The warlock Grimbriar stood naked in his room. Jet black hair with streaks of sliver ran down his back. His face was hard like sculpted granite, and gray eyes set deep in his skull pierced anyone who looked him the face. His arms and chest were muscular, with magical runes tattooed sparsely in dark green ink. His penis, proud and sculpted like the rest of his body stood semi-erect despite being recently sucked dry by his newest concubine. His newest concubine, Bree, was sitting on the floor in front of him being attended to by another of his favorite girls, Maddy. The two girls were almost complete opposites of one another in terms of looks. Maddy was deliciously plump, with full breasts that hung higher on her chest. Her face was heart shaped and her skin was the color of milk. Long blonde hair fell halfway down her back, the same hue as summer hay. Bree, by comparison was razor thin with tanned brown skin. Her breasts clung to her slender form like ripe pears on a tree. Dark areolae looked like circles of black ink on her body. Bree had a look of exhaustion on her face. She was slowly panting, causing her crown of raven black hair to bob up and down her shoulders. Maddy placed an arm around her, cradling the young woman as she fed her a greenish liquid from a clay cylix. "It's yarla tonic, sweetie," Maddy said. "It'll clam your nerves and restore some energy. It's a tea master Grimbriar makes from some of the ferns around here." Bree nodded, and sipped the liquid slowly. As she did, Grimbriar saw some color return to her face and eyes light up. She looked so innocent, almost girlish lying in Maddy's arms. Just a few days ago, she had been living in a brothel, performing fellatio on sailors for mere coppers. But Grimbriar saw potential in her and negotiated Bree's purchase, very much against the girl's will. Grimbriar felt a twinge of guilt. In his heart, Grimbriar knew he took this girl form the only family she ever knew into a world she'd struggle to understand. People judge witches and warlocks so harshly, never for a second thinking of anything beyond their perception. Slowly, Grimbriar felt the guilt melt away. He had worked and studied hard to obtain the power he had. Why shouldn't he use it? Both Maddy and Kimmy were reluctant at first, but when they realized who he was, and what he was capable of doing for them, they accepted him. He knew Bree would feel same in time. Grimbriar's cock began to harden, as he set an erotic scene in his mind. "Maddy," he said in a deep baritone. "Why don't get up on the bed Bree? She looks much pinker after the tonic." Maddy nodded and smiled slowly. She moved from behind Bree, helping the her to her feet. Bree wobbled on her legs for a minute, but with Maddy's help she was able to get up on the plush bed. Maddy laid Bree down in the crimson sheets. "Straddle her." Grimbriar commanded, folding his arms across his chest. His penis was completely erect at this point, standing proudly and pointing toward the bed. Maddy kneeled on the bed at Bree's feet and slowly parted her legs, gently exposing her copper pussy to Grimbriar. Kneeling between Bree's knees, she slowly lowered her upper body until her hanging breasts meant with Bree's. She supported her weight on her elbows, taking pressure off the slim girl underneath her in a classic doggy position. She looked back toward Grimbriar and pouted while cooing. "We're ready for you, master." Climbing onto the bed, Grimbriar planted and bent his legs between Maddy's and Bree's open thighs. In this position, he could fuck either girl's pussy just by moving his penis up and down and adjusting his weight slightly. Smiling, he began stroking Maddy's plush ass cheeks slowly. They felt as soft as cotton as smooth carved marble in his hands. Her perfect, creamy skin reflecting the room's candle light. "Oh, that feels good Grim." Maddy began to moan, and Grimbriar could see stubby pink tentacles begin to squirm their way out of Maddy's squeezed oozing cunt. Maddy began to pant, and bent her head down to kiss Bree fully on the mouth. Bree looked surprised at first, but slowly a look of satisfaction crept up her face. Grimbriar felt it was time, and aligned his throbbing penis with Maddy's opening. Pushing his hips forward, he slowly penetrated the pink pussy in front of him. He could hear Maddy cry out as she and Bree kissed passionately. Grim started to rock his hips, letting his cock rub against the walls of Maddy's vagina. In this position, she was tighter normal, and Grim could penetrate the entirety of his length. His entire cock felt like it was surrounded in squishy, pulsing flesh. Maddy broke off her kiss with Bree and began to cry out. "Oh, Master! It feels so good! Fuck my pussy, master Grimbriar! Fuck it deep and fast!" The blonde girl turned to Bree's face, panting and flushed. "Suck my tits, baby. Suck them like you would a cock." Bree had a look of blank disbelief on her face, but slid down the bed slightly to take one of Maddy's dangling nipples into her mouth. Maddy cried in pleasure. Grimbriar hastened his pace slightly, the sensitive underside of his cock rubbing against Maddy's entrance with each stroke. As he pushed in, he could feel one of Maddy's tentacles teasing the head of his dick. The feeling was incredible. Pushing all the way in, he felt one tentacle encircle his length, as a second managed to squirm out and tease his full testicles. Grimbriar never knew how Maddy was able to fit so many appendages inside such a tight pussy, be he didn't care. Maddy was panting hard now, her face completely red as Bree licked her breasts quickly and delicately. Her body bobbed back and forth with Grim's thrusts as she shouted in glee. Grimbriar seized Maddy's hips with his hard hands. He pumped faster, his dick sliding in and out as Maddy's juices spilled out staining the sheets below. The walls of her pussy contracted and relaxed, forming waves of sensation along Grimbriar's penis. He felt the tip of the tentacle in Maddy's pussy tickle him faster. Between his balls, he felt another tentacle rubbing and pushing on his sack. "Oh, god! Grim, I'm, I'm going to. I'm going to. OH GOD!" Grim felt Maddy's orgasm as her vaginal muscles clenched and relaxed along his dick. The tentacles whipped and massaged the entire length of his penis. The feeling was almost too much, but he held on as Maddy came and screamed. The tentacles around Grimbriar's dick relaxed as Maddy's cries softened. He withdrew his swollen cock from the girl's pussy, his tip an angry red from the blood and pressure. He let the cool air touch it, calming his nerves and forcing him back to earth. "You're a lucky woman." Maddy panted at Bree. "Master Grim is, he's amazing." Grimbriar had already lowered his swollen penis toward Bree's virgin opening. Placing the palm of his hand on Bree's pubic mound, he messaged her labia with his thumb. "Oh! My god! No!" Bree screamed as Grim massaged her sensitive vulva. She squirmed and tried to shimmy away, but Grim increased the pressure on Bree's crotch and stopped her. "The time has come my dear. You will become mine." Bree tried to kick and flail her arms in escape, but she was still weak from earlier and her resistance was easily stymied by Grimbriar's strong hands. Maddy looked at the girl, placing her arms around her neck. "It'll be okay sweetie, hold onto to me if you want." Maddy lowered her upper body, letting her head fall on Bree's shoulder. Bree's slender tanned arms encircled Maddy's pale body, as resignation began to fall across her face. Grimbriar withdrew his thumb and positioned his cock head at Bree's entrance. Slowly, he leaned in, inexorably pushing past Bree's resistance. The tip slid in as Bree began to scream "Ah! Ah! It's! It's hurting!" Her brown eyes grew to the size of coins as she cried out. Grim leaned in further, slowly pushing his dick into Bree. The sensation was incredible. Bree's canal was tiny and untouched, he felt the muscles inside her confused as they twitched around his penis in every possible position. Bree was panting hard as Grimbriar finished buried his entire length into her, taking her virginity. Grim paused for a minute, feeling the warmth and snugness of his new girl as she panted and dug her fingernails into Maddy's back. Maddy was whispering encouragements into Bree's ear, but Grimbriar didn't think she was listening. Slowly, he eased his cock back. Bree screamed as he moved. "Grim! I! Ah AH!" Bree was panting and yelling in pain as Grim rocked back and forth. He began to feel sorry for Bree. His penis was severely engorged from fucking Maddy earlier. He could imagine Bree felt like she was being torn apart. Still, it was bound to happen sooner or later. Both Kimmy and Maddy had been through the same ordeal. Maddy's her plump ass was near Grimbriar's hands, so he grabbed the blonde girls hips and began to pump Bree deeper with increased leverage. Bree cried out at the increase in speed. Maddy continued to feed Bree words of encouragement. "That's it, dear. Hold on. Relax your muscles." Maddy took her left hand and began to softly touch and caress Bree's cheek, pink with stress and excitement. Kissing Bree's forehead, Maddy began to shake her ass under Grim's grip. Knowing what Maddy was asking, Grim raised her pelvis with his hands. He lifted it to his chin, Maddy's leg's extending into glorious pillars of skin and sinew around Grim. He took his mouth and began to suck on Maddy's soaking vagina, slurping and licking greedily as he penetrated the girl beneath her. Maddy started to moan deep in her throat as Grimbriar sucked and kissed. She began to kiss Bree again, full on the lips closing her eyes in ecstasy. Bree closed her eye and slowed her breathing, but her muscles were still tensed in discomfort. The intense sensation of fucking his new virgin gave Grimbriar a surge of energy, and he ravished Maddy's pussy like a starved hound. The taste was exquisite, sweet and with a touch of salt from his own penis. At the same time, Bree's vagina was pushing and pulling his dick in twenty different directions a second. Grimbriar hadn't felt a virgin pussy in so long. He forgot how unique it was. Bree's vagina was burning hot, and the walls twitched and closed randomly. Each inch of his penis felt a different sensation on each thrust, confusing his mind and pushing pleasure up and down his body. Forcing his tongue rapidly across Maddy's clitoris, he saw the blonde woman break off her kiss and scream in orgasm. At the same time, he could feel his penis enlarge inside Bree. But Bree's walls were rigid and not accustomed to relaxing as Grim grew inside her. The force completely encircled his cock, making his spine ignite in sensation. He felt Bree's vagina tighten extra hard, and new this was it. Feeling a tingling in his balls, Grimbriar pushed as deep as he could. Bree shouted at the sudden intrusion, then cried out again as Grim's penis began to pulse hard "Oh! Ah! Ohhh!" Grimbriar's growl drowned out Bree's screeching as his cock began to come, pushing load after load of semen into Bree's virgin pussy. He felt his balls tingle as their load of cum was spent into a fresh vagina. More and more Grim came, until finally his penis began to deflate and slide out of Bree's pussy. Maddy rolled off the newly de-flowered Bree, and started to stroke her stomach. Dull gray semen and a trace of bright red blood pulsed out of Bree's vagina as Grimbriar looked down on her. Her eyes were slowly closing as she breathed heavily, a look of exhaustion and satisfaction written on her face. Maddy tenderly kissed the girl on the cheek. "You did excellent, sweetie. Master Grim was very pleased." Grimbriar nodded and nudged Maddy to one side. He lied down between his two lovers, naked and glowing with sweat. Softly, he took Bree in one arm and rotated her sleeping form to lie on his chest. Maddy curled up to Grimbriar's free side, and soon the three entered a black satisfied sleep. Warlock's Tower Ch. 03 Note: Thanks to all for the comments and words of encouragement! Once again, I'd suggest reading chapters 1 and 2 first. Please comment and vote if you please! -Xanach Kimmy sat on her bed bored. Her feet were flat on the deep crimson sheets, her legs bent upward supporting a leather bound book. The book was a collection of bawdy poems about of siren and a fisherman that Kimmy had found somewhere deep in one of Grimbriar's library. It had been translated by some long dead warlock, and not very well for that matter. To her right was a nightstand supporting a candelabra carved into the gaudy form of a naked woman, and a quarter full bottle of bloodwine. Kimmy reached over for the bottle and took a swig of the bloodwine. It had a tangy, fruity taste to it, and it made your mouth tingle and snap not unlike sparkling wine. She set the bottle back down and looked at the label. Grimbriar had bottled this particular batch five years ago. Kimmy knew it was made from some kind of berries that grew in the forest; she didn't think it actually contained blood. "Although," Kimmy thought. "The liquor is thick and bright red and even smells a little like blood." Setting the bottle down, Kimmy looked around the room. The bed she was in was a large four poster, with sheets dyed deep crimson and large pillows coal black. The curtains around it were made from silk satin, and likewise dyed a dark red. It would provide Kimmy with a great amount of privacy, if she ever cared to use them. Her room was similarly designed, with red and black striped wallpaper and blue carpet so dark it may have been black. The room was large, and adorned with hardwood wardrobes, silver mirrors and gold gilded trunks. Kimmy looked down at her book and sighed. It really was boring, even for a book of dirty poems. She was kind of mad Grimbriar had ran off with his new girl without inviting her. What was her name? Brigid Betsy? Either way, Kimmy was pissed. What did Grimbriar mean she came off as aggressive? She was a woman with a healthy sex drive that found both men and women attractive. It wasn't her fault Grim had bought some prude from butt-fuck nowhere. Grimbriar had told her to find Mel instead of traumatizing the new girl. Easier said than done, Kimmy had spent almost three hours tearing through the tower's rooms looking for Mel without success. She was the kind of girl who could stay hidden if she really wanted to. Kimmy sighed and got out of bed, stretching her tall slender form. She knelt over one of her chests to find something to wear. Rummaging through, Kimmy found a black corset with matching satin panties cut just above her butt. They pinched her hips together and pushed her ass cheeks out scandalously. Moving to another chest, Kimmy began to sort through her footwear. She finally settled on a pair of sparkling silver high heeled boots that ran all the way up her thighs. Lacing them up, she thought about the new girl and how Grimbriar had probably deflowered her by now, maybe sucking up some of the girl's shyness at the same time. Finishing with the boots, Kimmy stood up and looked herself over in a nearby mirror. "I look hot." She thought. The corset pinched her hips concave, bending her curves almost impossibly. Her breasts jutted out like torpedoes, and her cleavage plunged inward threatening to swallow anything that came too close. Kimmy's legs were long and shapely inside the boots, the lacing and heels tensing her muscles and elongating her thighs. Already, she was feeling better. She walked out of her room, hoping to find Mel or possibly another book to read. Kimmy began to wander the hallways of the tower. They were long, twisty and all identical. Deep violet carpet covered the floor, and the walls were dim gray stone adorned periodically by gold candles. Plain wooden doors were spaced along the walls. Kimmy knew they were decoy doors. They had been enchanted by Grimbriar such that they would only lead back to the same identical hallways. It was a trick designed to confuse intruders, but Kimmy wasn't sure who the intruders would be. In her five years of living here, she had never even so much as a lost hunter show up at the tower. Just as Kimmy thought that, she heard a door close behind her. Spinning around surprised, Kimmy saw Grimbriar's new girl looking around the hall. She had wrapped herself in a white sheet, but was otherwise barefoot and naked. Kimmy looked at her closely. She was gorgeous, with copper colored skin and hair black as a crow feathers. Her breasts just slightly pushed the sheet wrapped around her naked form, and shapely smooth legs with toned calves jutted from the bottom of the sheet. She almost looked like an ancient goddess wrapped in a robe. The girl noticed Kimmy. "Oh, thank god. I'm so lost. Each door I go through just leads to another hallway like all the others! Do you know how to get out of her?" Kimmy looked at the girl, laughing inside. "Are you trying to escape?" she asked mockingly. The girl started to pout with a sullen look on her face. "Yes," she said quietly staring at her feet for a minute. "I. I miss my home and sisters." Kimmy stood for a minute. This girl was clearly confused and scared. It would be easy to take advantage of that. Kimmy put her arm around the girl. "You're probably freezing in that sheet. Would you like something warmer to wear? Miss?" "Bree." The girl said. "Yes that would be nice, Kimmy? It's cold in this tower!" "Kimmy. That's right." Kimmy said. "Walk with me, we'll find you a nice dress." Kimmy took Bree by the hand and walked her through the twisting hallways, peering to her side occasionally to get a good look at Bree's face and figure. She was gorgeous, and Kimmy knew she had to have her. Kimmy felt through her hair, trying to locate a certain pin she always had to keep her hair in place. Feeling it, she smiled and looked over toward Bree. She was keeping an arm across her chest to keep the sheet in place, but was otherwise focused on the hallway. "Poor girl doesn't know what she's gotten into." Kimmy thought. After a few minutes, she recognized one of the doors. "This must be a closet." Kimmy said, looking at the handle. "But it looks like all of the other doors." Bree replied, staring at the handle as well. "They're magic, remember?" Kimmy said. "Once you know the tower, or more accurately once the tower knows you, you can find your way really easy. Remember when you were trying to find a way out earlier and the hallway kept twisting on itself?" Bree nodded, and her face gained a tint of red. Kimmy could tell she was still embarrassed. "The tower is enchanted. If you're an intruder, you'll just wander around forever. But if you belong in the tower, it will make sure you find the correct door." Kimmy turned the doorknob, and led Bree through. "But how does the tower know if you belong?" Bree asked. The room was dark and musty smelling. Kimmy fumbled for a gas lamp on the wall. She turned the wick upward and let it burn, and the room began to fill with light. "It's complicated," Kimmy said. "Ask Grimbriar or Mel sometime." Kimmy looked around the room as the lamp lit it up. It wasn't so much a room as a giant closet. The side walls were lined with racks of dresses, blouses, skirts, robes and pretty much anything a girl could wear. Shelves on top of the rack were filled with every kind of shoe boot and slipper you could imagine. Chests on the floor were overflowing with hosiery, brassieres and panties. Bree looked around, her jaw completely agape. "Wow! What is this place?" Kimmy walked around, admiring the gowns of silk, cotton, linen and every other fabric on earth. "It's our wardrobe, honey. Probably a little bigger than yours at the brothel?" Bree nodded, still taking in the closet. "I had three gowns I shared with the other girls my size. But this. Is it all for us?" "Yep," Kimmy said. She sat down nearby plush chair adjacent to a liquor bar. "See if you can find something you like. Grimbriar's been collecting this stuff for a hundred years, there's bound to be something for you." Bree began to pace up and down the long closet, picking up and putting back all of the gowns and dresses within. Kimmy searched bar and poured herself a glass of honey scotch. It was sweet and smoky, and the taste of the liquor made Kimmy's mind float on and relax. She was dimly aware of Bree grabbing various garments and running to the far end of the room where the wall was covered in a giant mirror, and changing into them behind a privacy screen. Kimmy's head was heavy with the scotch when Bree finally walked over. "How do I look?" She asked cheerfully. Kimmy could see why Grimbriar liked her. She looked gorgeous in a teal blue gown which sparkled slightly in the dim lamplight of the closet. The dress was cut just above her knees, showing off her bare shapely legs. The top of her breasts and shoulders poked through the top of the dress. Kimmy felt her heart race and heat flood to her face. "You look hot, girl. Grimbriar is a lucky guy." Kimmy said. Bree smiled and picked up the nearby bottle. "What is this?" she asked. "Honey scotch," Kimmy said. She took the bottle from Bree's hands and poured two glasses. "Strong stuff, but smooth." So strong in fact, you couldn't tell if your drink had something special in it. Bree picked up the glass and took a sip. She retched and coughed at the strong drink, spraying some amber liquor on the table. Kimmy put a bare arm around her, picking up the glass with the other hand. "Go slow, honey. It's powerful stuff." She tilted the scotch into Bree's mouth. She swallowed uncomfortably. Bree's face began to flush, and beads of sweat started to gleam on the top of her breasts. Kimmy felt her crotch stir at the sight of Bree's tanned chest. She coughed daintily, lifting her delicate hands to her tiny pink lips. Kimmy's nipples began to harden uncomfortably beneath her corset. "How do you drink this stuff?" Bree spat. "It's like swallowing fire." "Never had whiskey, girl?" Kimmy asked while standing up. She stood behind Bree and reached for the bottle. Pouring Bree another glass, she lowered her head onto Bree's shoulder, so their cheeks were almost touching. Using her left hand, Kimmy pulled the pin from her hair. She plucked the solid green head of the pin off the shaft, and quickly dropped into in Bree's drink. The pinhead dissolved in seconds in the golden liquid. Her brown hair tangled in Bree's black mane, Kimmy raised the glass to Bree's lips. "Inhale as you sip, and exhale as you swallow." Kimmy brought the glass up to Bree's lips, and gently tipped the honey scotch into Bree's mouth. Bree's eyes widened as she swallowed, and tears began to dribble down her face. "All done!" Kimmy squealed, setting the glass down on the table. Bree's breasts were heaving beneath her teal dress. The pinhead was doing it's trick. Of course, it wasn't a pinhead at all. It was a bit of nightleaf, crushed and dried for maximum potency. Too much of it could put Bree out for days, but the little bit Kimmy added to the scotch would only be enough to weaken Bree. Significantly. Kimmy poured herself a second glass, and began to speak softly into Bree's ear. "I wasn't lying when I said that dress looked hot on you. You turn me on Bree. I can't stop thinking about tearing off that brand-new teal fabric and sucking on your tits all night." Bree shifted her head slowly to look at Kimmy. She was breathing heavily, and her eye lids were growing heavy. "Too much to drink, Bree?" Kimmy said with a laugh. Nobody could drink that much honey scotch her first time and hope to control their body. And with the nightleaf? Game over. Even Maddy would have passed out from two glasses of the stuff. "It's okay, baby. I'll take you someplace where you can sleep it off. Of course, I think I'll have my way with you first." "Nooo." Bree slurred and tried to stand up. Her long legs wobbled underneath her, and she began to list over as Kimmy stood up and caught her in her long arms. Bree spun in mid-fall, and her tits brushed against Kimmy's. Kimmy kept Bree from toppling over, but not before her face planted between Kimmy's cleavage. "Oh, that's it girl." Kimmy said raising her head. She wrapped her hands around the back of Bree's head and pushed it into her breasts. "Oh, we're going to have so much fun tonight." Bree hardly responded. She could have suffocated there between Kimmy's tits had Kimmy not scooped Bree up into a bridal carry. Kimmy could feel wetness oozing out of her panties and down her thighs as she carried a semi-conscious Bree from the closet and into the hall. Kimmy was so horny she didn't care where she was going. She opened the first door she could find, daintily turning the handle while supporting Bree and kicking open the door to find... ...A reading room! Tall skinny bookshelves lined the walls, along with one or two small study desks between them. And in the center of the room was just was Kimmy needed. A nice big floral print couch. Perfect for fucking! Kimmy walked over and dropped Bree on the couch. The poor girl was still panting and tossing her head side to side. "So lover, where should we start?" Kimmy cooed as she began to undo her corset. Pulling the black string in back her giant chest began to push the tight leather forward, until it all fell from her body like rain from a rooftop. She pulled down her underwear, now dark with moisture. The boots stayed on though, tensing her muscular calves and pushing her exposed ass high. Bree lifted her head up. She was still weak, but Kimmy could see her body was fighting off the nightleaf. She was tough. "Please. Kimmy. Let me go. Grim will be upset if." "Grimbriar has already fucked you senseless." Kimmy said. "He has your virginity. Oh, I may get chewed out for this. I get chewed out a lot," Kimmy walked over to the couch and straddled Bree, her dripping pussy dangling over Bree's delicate neck. "But we're doing this. Now, lick it." Bree's eyes were still looked mostly vacant, but Kimmy could see the resistance in them. "I'm sure you've serviced women before in your old job." Kimmy said. Bree nodded slowly. "Only a few times though. I never. I never thought I was that good at it." "Good at it?" Kimmy thought to herself. She was so horny a stable boy who'd never seen a tit in his life could have gotten her off at this point. Why is this whore so shy? "Lick it." she said to Bree. When Bree shook her head, Kimmy had enough. "I said lick it, whore!" She grabbed Bree's hair with both of her hands and shoved her head into her labia. Bree squirmed, but the nightleaf and honey scotch still had her weakened, and she couldn't get away from Kimmy grasp. Finally, Kimmy felt a soft wet probing at her entrance. She sighed and relaxed her back, letting the sensations travel up her spine. "Oh, there you go girl." She cooed at Bree. Bree kept lapping at Kimmy's cunt. Slowly at first, but gradually building speed as her pink tongue probed each of Kimmy's folds. Kimmy felt amazing. The sensations washed over her igniting her skin and tits. She felt Bree begin to struggle, and Kimmy relaxed her grip. Bree's head shot back, and she started to pant for breath. "What do you mean you're no good at it?" Kimmy bent down toward Bree's face. She could see her vaginal juices covering it like a coating of glaze on a pot. "I dare say you are a natural, Bree!" Kimmy scooched further up so her cooter was level with Bree's mouth. Shifting her body upright, she lowered herself onto Bree's face. "Oh, baby that's it." Kimmy moaned. Her hands creeped up her sides to her breasts, and she began tweaking her nipples and groping her flesh as Bree's tongue slid across her pussy. Bree didn't seem to need to much encouragement in this position. Her tongue probed and licked each nerve on Kimmy's labia. She was certainly inexperienced, but Kimmy's pussy never knew what to expect. Kimmy began to grind back and forth on Bree's face, her toned leg muscles tensing and relaxing under the silver fabric of her boots. Her breasts heaved as Kimmy bent forward, letting them dangle and swell with blood like ripe fruits on a tree. Her pussy was on fire now, and leaking enough fluid to begin staining the couch. Kimmy pushed her thighs up slightly to give Bree some air. "Bree. I. Want." Kimmy started to pant. "You to lick. My clit. You. Know. Where to. Find it. Right?" Bree didn't answer, she just stuck her tongue out to the apex of Kimmy's pussy and started licking slowly. Kimmy screamed in pleasure. The nerves on her clitoris fired all at once, sending shock waves up and down her slender body. Sweat poured down her pale skin and grapefruit shaped tits. "Oh, god!" Kimmy screamed. "That's, it Bree." Kimmy felt her clit growing. First slowly, just as the blood began to pulse. But it sped up. The harder and faster Bree licked the harder and faster Kimmy rocked her pelvis back and forth, slowly raising her hips as the top of her pussy grew. It stretched out 4, 5, 6 inches until finally. "Oh my God! What the fuck is that!" Bree screamed. Kimmy looked down as the skin began to harden at a 9 inch penis hanging where her pussy was. The transformation ceased with a satisfying plop as two engorged testicles squeezed out her vagina. "You like it?" Kimmy asked, waving it in front of Bree's face. "Master Grimbriar gave it to me as a gift for loyal service." She waved the phallus in front of Bree, whose wide brown eyes instinctively followed the angry red head of the cock. Kimmy stood up, her long legs stretching as her cock shot straight up. It rubbed against her taut tummy, ending just below the bottom of her tits. "Now," Kimmy said, bending her face over to Bree's "You're going to suck it." Bree didn't say anything, just sat up and shook her head. She tried to run from the couch, but her legs wouldn't work and Kimmy easily pushed her back down from her shoulders. Bree was now sitting on the edge of the couch, Kimmy's hands pinning her down by her shoulders. Kimmy moved her cock up to Bree's lips, it's angry red head rubbing against Bree's pink lips. "Suck my cock, whore!" Kimmy yelled. When Bree opened her mouth to protest, Kimmy jammed her dick in, pushing past Bree's resistances until the tip of her penis met the back of Bree's throat. Bree's eyes opened wide at the invasion, She tried to scream, but couldn't get any sound past Kimmy's invading dick. Kimmy grabbed the back of Bree's head with her hands. "I'll face fuck you if I have to, slut. I know you've sucked dick before, and I'm sure you've had some nastier than mine," Kimmy slid her penis out a little bit, and Bree sucked in a bit of air. "Why don't you go along with it Bree? Make this easy on you." Bree didn't answer, she just began darting her tongue along Kimmy's cock, just as she was taught to do. "Oh, that's it bitch." Kimmy moaned. "Lick my giant girl cock. I'll fill your stomach with cum." Bree moved her lips up and down Kimmy's shaft, making sure her tongue rubbed each bump and vein of the penis. Kimmy felt her cock ignite. Bree was soft and methodical. She sucked all the right points and licked the entire surface dutifully. Heat and pressure enveloped Kimmy's dick. She could feel the cum churning in her balls, aching to explode. Bree increased her pace slightly, and slowly cupped Kimmy's massive balls with her small hand. "You are on good cocksucker, Bree!" Kimmy said. Her dick was getting slimy and slippery with all of Bree's spit covering it. Bree slowly pulled her head back and Kimmy's glistening cock popped out touching the cool air. Bree sat back on the couch, her copper tits heaving under the blue fabric and she panted. "I hope I'm pleasing you, mas- mistress." She said tripping over the syllables. Warlock's Tower Ch. 03 "Oh, you are most pleasing Bree." Kimmy cooed. She walked up to the edge of the couch, spreading her legs so they were across Bree's. She gently put her hands on either side of Bree's head. "But I want you to deep throat me Bree. I know you can do that Bree. I. I know what they teach girls in those brothels." Kimmy flexed her hips so her penis was against Bree's lips as she sat back. Bree nodded, and opened her mouth. Slowly Kimmy pushed her hips forward and slid her penis in. She wasn't trying to be gentle, she just wanted to savor each inch of Bree's throat. Inch by inch, Kimmy's penis disappeared into Bree's mouth. Bree began to choke, but held back gagging as her cheeks puffed out and her eyes began to water. She looked up at Kimmy, her brown eyes teary and pleading. Kimmy was lost in pleasure. Her penis finally bottomed out, her balls rubbing against Bree's chin. She felt warmth and pressure along the shaft. Bree began to lick up and down, slithering along her shaft trying to coax the cum from her dick. Kimmy felt her nipple ignite. She released Bree's head and clutched her ivory breasts in her hands, kneading the tissue sending tingles through her nerves. Once Kimmy had released her head, Bree took the opportunity and pulled back. Kimmy's dick slithered out and air rushed into Bree's exhausted lungs. She sat on the couch panting, reaching up to Kimmy's penis with an outstretched hand. Using the saliva as a lubricant, Bree began stroking the shaft up and down as she sucked in precious mouthfuls of air. Kimmy's penis jerked at the pressure of Bree's soft hands rubbing it. She could feel tingling in her balls. Looking down at Bree, she saw her wide brown eyes staring unblinkingly at Kimmy's cock. Her expression was a mixture of awe and horror as she stroked the monster meat. Kimmy put her hands by her hips and bent her head down to look at Bree. "Don't think you're going to get away with that!" Kimmy said mockingly. Her dick twitching underneath Bree's attentions. "I've got a big load for your tummy girl, open up!" Nodding, Bree opened her mouth wide and tilted her head backward. Slowly, Kimmy leaned forward pushing her giant penis into Kimmy's throat. Bree never gagged, and the gaze of her soft brown eyes never broke from Kimmy's icy blue stare. Bree gobbled up the penis like a snake eating a rodent. When she managed to swallow the entire length, she pulled back quickly and without breaking her gaze, slammed her mouth back down the length of Bree's shaft. "Oh, my, oh my god!" Kimmy moaned. Her hands found her plump tits again as Bree's mouth continued to pump her shaft. Kimmy could hear Bree gulp and slurp as she moved, and she felt Bree's spit splash onto her muscular thighs. Kimmy was correct, Bree certainly knew how to deep throat, and was a champion at it. Every inch of Kimmy's dick was being stimulated. Bree's tongue twirled around the head as she pulled out, making Kimmy dizzy with pleasure. On the in stroke, Kimmy could see Bree's neck bulge as the head of her penis penetrated into the girl's esophagus. At the same time, Bree sucked in hard pulling more blood and semen into Kimmy's already throbbing pole. Heat was moving up Kimmy's penis as Bree sucked faster and faster. Kimmy saw her face starting to turn blue with the lack of air, but she was close. Her penis felt so good inside little Bree, she wasn't about to withdraw now. Kimmy clutched her breasts hard, forcing her nipples forward as she felt her balls tighten and her dick begin to spasm. "AHHH! I'm..." was all Kimmy managed to say as she began to cum. She looked down and saw her conquest's gorgeous frame. Bree's eyes were wide open, looking directly into Kimmy's as her balls began to empty into Bree's throat. Kimmy threw her head back, her short brown hair a blur. She sighed and pumped load after load of cum into Bree's tanned taut body. Bree swallowed the load methodically. Every time Kimmy would fill her mouth with the sticky cum, Bree would swallow before the next load escaped Kimmy's giant balls. Finally, Kimmy's penis grew soft as the last of her ejaculation subsided. Sighing, she withdrew her cock from Bree's mouth who belched softly, a smile creeping up her lips. Bree placed her hands on her thighs as Kimmy sat down beside her on the couch. "You're a great cocksucker Bree." Kimmy said, giving a hug around Bree's shoulders. Bree didn't say anything but smiled. Kimmy nuzzled her head into Bree's shoulder. "You were hesitant at first. Why did you change your mind?" Kimmy asked. "That's why." Bree said, keeping her eyes fixed forward. Kimmy raised her and looked to the far side of the room. "I think she wanted a show." Kimmy could see a tall, thin woman with long straight brown hair down to her back. Her wrists were adorned with thin bracelets, and her fingers supported several rings. She was balancing on the balls of her feet, and a long flowing blue dress fell around her thin frame. "Mel." Kimmy said filled with annoyance. "How nice of you to join." Warlock's Tower Ch. 04 If you're just stumbling onto the Warlock's Tower series, please go back and read chapters 1 2 and 3 to get an idea of the characters. I plan on picking up the writing of this series now that I'm done moving and things have settled down. Grimbirar, Maddy, Bree, Kimmy and Melody have many nights of debauchery left. Thanks again for all the feedback and encouragement. I appreciate it! -Xanach Kimmy was standing inside one of her master warlock's reading room. Tall hardwood shelves of books lined the walls, written in ancient scripts and arcane runes. It was dimly lit by candelabras hung around the perimeter. Kimmy hadn't noticed much of the room when she came in, what with being horny as all hell. Any man would kill for Kimmy. She was tall and slender, with sharply curved hips and tanned toned legs. Her breasts were large and spherical, and clung to her chest giving her a deep canyon of cleavage. Straight Brunette hair dangled just below her shoulders, waving curving slightly as it fell. The one thing Kimmy had many women did not, was a giant, fat, cock. It dangled between her legs where a normal woman might have a vagina, in fact, the penis rested inside her vagina when it was flaccid. Currently, it was slowly retracting back inside at the moment, having just been expertly sucked dry by the tower's newest resident. Bree was sitting on a couch behind Kimmy. She was still panting slightly from the brutal deep throating Kimmy had just subjected her too. Kimmy found her completely stunning. Her skin was tanned to dull copper, and her brown eyes were impossibly wide and round. Apple sized breasts clung to her tiny frame, with oak brown areolae forming perfect circles in the center. She was the warlock's new girl, just brought home this evening. Standing on the other side of Kimmy was Mel, A willowy tall and thin girl with long, silky brown hair running down to her lower back. She wore a dress of deep blue, which shimmered in the dim candlelight of the reading room. Kimmy could see she was barefoot underneath the dress, and as she walked toward Bree on the loveseat she seemed to float through the room. Mel reached out a hand to Bree sitting on the couch. "You must be Grimbriar's new toy," Bree sheepishly reached out to grab Mel's outstretched hand, which Mel brought to her mouth to kiss. "May I introduce myself? Melody, at your service." Melody's voice was like a symphony. Multiple pitches and timbres echoed through the small library as she talked. Kimmy felt her mind begin to float, and saw Bree's gaze become empty and distant. "Nice of you to spy on us, Mel." Kimmy said annoyed. The last thing she needed now was Mel lurking around. Why was she always around when it was inconvenient? "But, I think Bree is tired from a long night, and we should really get to..." "Was I talking to you?" Mel shot her head towards Kimmy, her eyes burning red with fury. Her voice cracked like a timpani in the air. Kimmy backed up instinctively. "It seems to me," Mel said, her voice calming into a soft harmony. "That Kimmy has used up poor Bree without Grimbriar's consent. Is that true Bree?" Bree nodded slowly. "Fuck." Kimmy thought. This was going from bad to worse. She thought about making a break for the door, but that wouldn't work. Mel would certainly catch her. Her best bet was to try and talk Bree over to her side. "I was just showing Bree around! We were bonding." She sat next to Bree on the couch and put her arm around her. "We're like sisters, you know!" Bree wasn't playing along. "Mel," she said. "Are you one of Grimbriar's girls? Do you know a way out of here?" Melody laughed harmoniously. It sounded like chimes and church bells all at once. "No, my dear I am not one of Grimbriar's pets as you are. However, I'm afraid I cannot help you escape." Melody removed the shoulder straps of her dress. She began to step out revealing her naked body, so white it was ghostly. "I can however, teach miss Kimmy a lesson about borrowing other people's toys." Kimmy panicked. She pushed off Bree, and tried to run for the other side of the room. But Mel was too quick. Her eyes flashed purple briefly and Kimmy felt herself flung back to the couch. She smacked into the cushions as her head whip lashed back, and stars danced around her vision. She saw Mel lording over her, her skin pale as ivory and delicate mosquito bite breasts tower above her. Kimmy tried to get up, but found she could only move her head, being pressed into the cushions by some unseen force. "Now," Melody said. Her voice had changed again. It was now commanding and full, like a cello part of a concerto. "I imagine Miss Kimmy has very sensitive breasts, what with all that size." She sat next to the motionless Kimmy, so Kimmy had Bree on one side and Mel on the other. "Do you like sucking on girls' tits, Bree?" Bree smiled and blushed a bit. "Well, yes. My. My sister's and I at the cathouse would do that often, when we weren't working." Mel smiled. "I imagined you might," She leaned her head in close to Kimmy's ample breast. "Why don't you take one, and I'll have the other?" "Oh shit," Kimmy thought. She had been in these situations with Mel before, and they weren't good. The woman was crazy in all the wrong ways. Kimmy began to pant in panic, her heavy jugs heaving up and down. She felt a warm circle close around her right breast, and then the left as Mel and Kimmy began to suck. "Oh, god..." Kimmy began to moan. Her body was held, in place, but Kimmy could still feel tendrils of pleasure rising from her breasts. She tossed her head back involuntary. Mel worked on her right tit harshly. She sucked and bit, taking the soft flesh into her mouth and gnawing and kneading with her tongue. Bree, on the other hand gently licked at her left breast. Her tongue was dragging slowly across the bumpy flesh of Kimmy's nipple, sending chills up the pinned brunette's spine. It was heavenly. Kimmy felt her cock swell slowly between her legs, starting a long climb up between the two ladies pleasuring her mounds. Kimmy tried moving her arms, tried to grasp the sensitive penis but couldn't move a muscle. "Fu. Fuck." Kimmy panted. Bree's touch became lighter, she was barely scraping the skin now with her long, wet licks. By contrast Mel had gotten rougher, manhandling her tit with rough hands and shoving the nipple and areola into her gaping mouth. Mel began sucking hard, making slurping sounds which vibrated the pliant flesh of Kimmy's chest. She felt warmth and tingles creeping through her breasts, and sharp jolts of pleasure shot through her whenever Bree's expert tongue contacted her nipple. Then there was her cock. It wasn't being complacent during this assault on her body. It was standing proudly; swelling with each suck and lick of her sensitive tits. The veins on the sides began to bulge and the bulbous head started to darken with blood. Kimmy's testicles began to sink further, filling up with thick cum. She tried with all her strength to reach her hands down and grasp it, but she was powerless against the force bearing down on her. Kimmy screamed. Her tight stomach was heaving as beads of sweat poured onto her tanned skin. She looked down to see Bree's shining raven hair as her tongue flicked across her nipple, and Mel's shimmering brown, which would shift between dark blonde and auburn as the woman worked her jaw around Kimmy's tit. Kimmy's assailants were split by her raging boner, which leaked pre cum down the proud shaft. Mel reached down with one of her hands toward Kimmy's balls. She began to gently stroke them up and down, churning the load of semen they held. Kimmy yelled in surprise and pleasure as she felt sparks jolt into her testicles. Mel was massaging her balls, forcing them to swell with even more cum. Kimmy couldn't take much more pleasure. She felt a twitch at the base of her penis and new she was going to cum soon. But she didn't. Despite the arcs of pleasure emanating from her tits and balls, she couldn't get over the edge. She felt her dick harden and continue to grow under the women's assault. Kimmy screamed as she felt pressure building at the base of her cock. Melody's grip on her chest relax as she pulled her head away. "How are we feeling, Miss Kimmy?" Mel asked. She looked up at Kimmy with her soft brown eyes which shifted to hazel and back as fast as Kimmy could process. Since Mel had removed her deathgrip on her tit, Kimmy began to come down a little bit. But she still felt Mel's delicate fingers working through the folds of her scrotum and around her balls. "You, you fuck. fucking bitch." Kimmy managed to pant out. "That was kind of mean." Melody said. She pushed her fingers up between Kimmy's testicles sharply. Kimmy screamed in pain as Melody twisted into her soft flesh, pushing up against the unbearable pressure in the base of her cock. Bree had paused her licking to wipe some spit off her chin. "Mel, are you a. A?" "Witch?" Mel finished, releasing Kimmy's scrotum as she said it. She scooted down the couch to kneel on the floor, and turned toward Bree. "You would be correct about that. I reside in this tower to be of service to the warlock Grimbriar," Mel's voice chimed and rung as she spoke. "However, the nature of my service is different than that of yours or dear Kimmy's. I am not a." "Concubine?" Bree ventured. She scooted down the couch herself, leaving Kimmy pinned to the cursed thing all alone. Mel laughed in a harmonious arpeggio. "I suppose so," she continued. "Vanity is Grimbriar's weakness. I think he keeps you girls around more to boost his ego than empty his balls. Speaking of which," Mel turned around to Kimmy. "I think it's time we finished teaching Kimmy a lesson about stealing Grim's girls." "No!" Kimmy screamed. "Please, let me. Let me go!" Kimmy's penis ached with sensation. It stood pulsing in the air, desperate to be massaged into ejaculating. Kimmy tried lifting her arms to grip it, but it was no good. She couldn't even sway her hips, Mel's spell was so strong. Mel giggled and stood up on the couch, her legs on either side of Kimmy. "That meat you're carrying looks pretty tasty Kimmy." Mel bent her toned thighs down, aligning her cunt with Kimmy's giant tool. "I think I should have a taste." She gently held the tip of Kimmy's cock in her hand, and slowly guided it into her. Kimmy's eyes went wide as her dick slowly disappeared into Mel's wetness. Her pussy was super tight, and Kimmy wanted to cum right then. But the force holding her orgasm back still gripped the base of her cock. Mel continued to bend her legs down, slowly taking in each agonizing inch of Kimmy's member. She threw her head back and sighed. "Oh, I see you've sprouted a big one tonight Kimmy!" Kimmy couldn't speak as Mel bottomed out, somehow taking in all 12 inches of Kimmy's massively enlarged man meat. She felt the pressure at the base of her dick hammer her with each heartbeat, while the nerves on her shaft shot pleasure each time Mel's pussy contracted around her. Her head was level with Mel's tiny, almost invisible tits. They had cute little pink nipples pointing straight forward, hard enough to cut glass. Mel began to pump her legs up and down, sliding her pussy across Kimmy's giant phallus. "Oh, yeah," Kimmy shouted. "Fuck me harder!" Her penis was singing with pleasure as Mel's tight canal worked each inch of it. She was tighter than Kimmy could imagine, clamping down on each stroke, trying to suck the cum which was being held up inside her balls. Mel's wetness was beginning to pool on the floor. She began to cry in pleasure as she hastened her up and down motion on Kimmy. "Bree," She said between moans. "Why don't you make sure Kimmy's balls are getting the attention they deserve?" Bree nodded coyly, and crawled the edge of the sofa to where Kimmy's impossibly swollen balls were hanging. She daintily began to lick the potato-sized testicles, slowly and dutifully like a child eating an ice cream cone. "No, no not that!" Kimmy screamed. Her body was on fire with lust and sensation. She wanted nothing more to grab Mel's hips and pump into her until she came enough to impregnate the witch's granddaughters, but it was no use. Not a single muscle in her body would obey her, not even the one deep in her cock which was screaming to ejaculate. Mel cooed in pleasure as she rode the defenseless Kimmy. She wrapped her arms around Kimmy's neck, and buried her face in Kimmy's ample tit flesh. Humming and growling, she shook her head back and forth in the soft canyon, damp with perspiration. Kimmy sighed again, feeling Mel's cool soft face on her sensitive breast flesh. She wanted to grab Mel's head, suffocate that bitch right then and there but she was helpless. Bree continued to lick her balls ferociously. With all of this sensation and no release, they kept enlarging to the size of small coconuts. Mel released Kimmy's tits and threw her head back, letting her light brown hair flow down her body. "Ohhh. Kimmy." She said. "I'm going to, I'm going to...." "NOOOO!" Kimmy screamed as Mel came. She felt the walls of her pussy clench and release her a thousand times a second. Kimmy knew Mel's cunt was trying to suck up her semen, trying to coax the giant phallus wedged inside to give up it's treasure. But it was no good, the dam above her balls was refusing to give, and Kimmy's dick grew even further. She should have split Mel open with a cock of this size, but Melody's pussy had no trouble accommodating it. Melody began to sigh as she slowly withdrew herself from Kimmy's impossible dick. As the head popped out with a plop, Kimmy saw the angry red head of her penis had grown to the diameter of a small dinner plate. She groaned as Melody slid her way down next to Bree licking Kimmy's balls. She looked up at Kimmy with begging eyes. "You certainly have an impressive cock Kimmy." Kimmy looked down at her dick. It resembled a tree trunk by now, passing 15 inches long and thick as a prizefighters arm. She could most likely tit-fuck herself with it, well she could if she could move at all. Mel added her wet tongue to Bree's on Kimmy's testicles, sending the sperm inside her swimming. "I wonder if you can give just as impressive ejaculation?" Mel gave a lick, and suddenly Kimmy felt the force at the base of her dick disappear. She grunted and lurched upright, attempting to bring her hands around her giant cock. She succeeded just as the first blob of ejaculate was forcing it's way out of her engorged head. It shot like a cannon directly upward, hitting the ceiling with a satisfied splat. Kimmy pumped her hands up and down frantically as the semen poured out. It shot up in thick white streams, sometimes hitting the ceiling and bouncing down onto Kimmy's face. But mostly it poured onto the heads of the two girls still licking her balls. Bree's black hair captured large blobs of the gooey ejaculate, and long rivers of semen flowed down the ivory skin of Melody's back. Kimmy pumped faster as Bree and Mel threw their heads back, letting the sticky hot cum pour on their face like a rainstorm. Kimmy's hips bucked and her balls sang as they pumped out load after load on the willing girls. It got to be too much for Kimmy and she collapsed on the couch, losing the grip on her penis as it continued to pump more semen onto her navel and between her tits. She couldn't stop it. She didn't want to stop it. The relief felt amazing and her cum was hot smooth on her toned skin. After an eternity to Kimmy, the flood reduced to a trickle and her monstrous cock and balls began to shrink and recede back inside her. She looked over to see Bree and Melody standing over her. Bree's head was completely covered in her cum. Large blobs of it clung to her chin, cheeks and hair like she had just been in sticky snowball fight. By contrast, Mel's face had an all over sheen from where Kimmy had completely glazed her. "Well Bree," Melody said. "I think we were able to get back at little Kimmy, don't you think?" Bree began to giggle, bringing her hand to her cute mouth, a large ball of cum clinging to her ring finger. "You. You fucking bitch." Was all Kimmy managed to say between breaths. She felt the world spin and the room darken as she blacked out.