Veinblossom

Episode 4: Harlequin & Charlatan

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The sun shone high and the traveling carnival was bustling with life; people and caged animals making all manner of noise and commotion as they had their fun or were the object of other's fun. It was a rather seedy affair, but not enough so for town guards to crack down on; a coin here and there and they were willing to overlook such minor nuisances as rigged games and freak shows, especially when the entertainment helped give the peasantry something to distract them from grumbling about the local lords.

"Come one, come all! Show your skill at dagger throwing! If it sticks in a head, you win a prize! Three throws per coin!" the scrawny, greasy-haired man at one game stand put his best false enthusiasm into his voice, hiding his naturally sour expression as best as he could; wicked thoughts helped force a smile onto his face. The game he was running was macabre, with a set of disturbingly realistic-looking shrunken heads strung up for players to throw the provided daggers at. All but the bravest children were frightened away, though the game was attracting a decent amount of profit from teenage boys and the occasional older braggart. Few of the thrown daggers hit true, but people tried anyway; sometimes the greasy-haired man couldn't help but smirk more earnestly as he watched them.

On the pathway between the stands, a little harlequin was cavorting about, juggling and doing acrobatic tricks for the audience, her head adorned in a tightly fitting jester's cap of red and black, with jangling bells at the tips. Probably the daughter of one of the older members of the carnival, it seemed, for she was quite nimble at her tricks for one so young. Some of the children watching tried to get a little too close, curious at seeing a performer their own size who wasn't part of the freak show, but those that got too nosy always seemed to change their mind quickly enough.

"Mommy, the clown is scary!" complained one little blonde girl after having stuck her face up close to the harlequin's, but little heed was to be paid to that; weren't all clowns a bit scary, after all? Soon enough, everyone else had forgotten the girl's complaint in the bustle as others came to watch the performer prance and juggle, or to try their luck at the games, even by torchlight as the crowd was reluctant to disperse until well into the evening. As it grew dark, the little harlequin drew new appreciation by adding fire-breathing and juggling burning pins to her act. Finally, though, both performers and spectators grew tired, the guards came to disperse the crowd, and things were packed up, the carnival members returning to their tents after the long day, looking forward now to food and rest. The charlatan with the dagger throwing game departed to his tent, set as far apart from the others as he could safely manage, and after a little while, the little harlequin joined him there.


Veinblossom lay sprawled across the floor of Malryn's tent on the outskirts of the carnival grounds, turning one of the throwing daggers idly in her little hands as her Master lay relaxing and reading a rather bland book after his late supper; his few remaining grimoires had to remain carefully hidden.

"Hah, let them try to find us now." chortled the warlock, marking his place with a scrap of paper, spreading his legs out languidly and leaning back. His stand might not have been all that popular compared to others, but it still left him with a decent stack of coins at the end of the day. A bit to spend on his journeys, a bit to save for later...

"Mmmmh..." Veinblossom responded sensually, kicking her little feet in the air as she lay on her belly, toying with one of the bells on her cap.

Malryn closed his eyes. Carnival life didn't suit him at all, but given the trouble back in the old town, it'd been a clever escape. No one would question Veinblossom's death-pale skin if they thought it was just makeup, and the jester's cap kept her head-tentacles from sight quite nicely. Yes, it had been a nice bit of thinking, in those circumstances. He leaned back with a long sigh. It had been a couple months since the incident, and this was the fourth town they'd visited. He had no idea if anyone might still be on their trail, but he quite intended to get as far away from his old base of operations as possible. It had been painful for him to do, purposely destroying many of his more mundane tomes and herbs after having Veinblossom memorize and secret away as many of the important books as they'd had time for, but it was better than leaving too much evidence to be found. No one had questioned them too deeply at the carnival. They were safe. Were they? The tenuous situation didn't help Malryn's paranoid nature any.

"You're worrying, again." commented Veinblossom idly.

"I always worry." grumbled Malryn.

"Mmm-hmmm." replied Veinblossom sweetly, giving him her best mockery of an innocent smile.

Malryn stretched, tossing the book he was perusing to one side and grumbling a bit as he settled himself.

"Did you see how that girl cowered when I showed her my fangs?" Veinblossom chortled, stretching herself out and rolling down her motley tights a little, exposing her pallid crotch and rubbing her thighs together.

"You really shouldn't show your teeth like that."

"You did order me to protect myself as needed."

"And did the child threaten to harm you?"

"She was annoying!" Veinblossom giggled.

"Aren't they all. But do not show your fangs to strangers unless you intend to bite with them."

"As you will it." The imp stretched languidly, her crimson eyes lidded. Reaching between her legs, she stroked her nether lips a little, letting out a sigh.

Malryn stirred, growing used to the imp's sudden displays of sexuality. "Come here."

As Veinblossom approached, he slid off his slippers and pants, leaving his shirt on as he presented his cock to the imp's hungry crimson mouth, letting her take it in and begin to tease the soft length to hardness with her tongue. Veinblossom licked up and down, her eyes lidded as she suckled him, feeling him grow longer and hotter in her mouth. Purring, she began to suck more vigorously, while Malryn began to caress the top of her head, feeling the quivering of her head-tendrils beneath his rough palm. Her red eyes turned to gaze up at him adoringly, her tongue savoring the taste of his veiny cock as she sucked it, letting him enter her throat after a few sucks and making him moan with pleasure.

"Oh!" came a voice that wasn't that of the warlock or his imp, drawing the sudden attention of both.

It was the girl Veinblossom had frightened earlier, biting on her own fist to muffle her sudden cry as she peeked through the tent flap with mingled fear and fascination, leaning in and watching the warlock and imp with shock. Veinblossom turned her eyes to look at the intruder but didn't stop sucking, reluctant to give up her treat, while Malryn looked utterly dumbfounded for a moment, then grimaced, his fists clenching and unclenching. His erection began to wane in Veinblossom's mouth, finally causing her to pop her lips off of him to turn her crimson gaze more fully on the intruder.

"Shall I eat her?" inquired Veinblossom, licking her fangs and squirming with delight at the thought, the sight making the intruder cringe and quiver, frozen on the spot.

"No! The last thing we need is to leave a trail of dead bodies like breadcrumbs for them to follow... do you remember how to bend minds, little one?" Malryn lunged to grab the girl before she decided to flee, catching her by the hair and dragging her into the tent as she struggled and whimpered, having decided to bolt a moment too late.

Veinblossom pursed her lips at her Master's question and put her fingers on her temples, her lips turning to a frown, face screwing up in thought.

"Don't think about it, just feel it... remember how you've done it before."

Veinblossom nodded, her body going slack and meditative, delving into her hidden experiences in the nether realms while Malryn dragged the girl further into the tent.

"What were you doing with the scary clown?" the girl cried out, confused and frightened.

Malryn clapped his hand over her mouth, muffling her complaints; fortunately, it didn't seem to cross her mind to bite. The girl was slim and a bit delicate-looking, but her fear was quickly giving her a rush of extra strength as she tried to worm away from the warlock's bony grasp, slender limbs kicking and squirming.

"Turn her eyes to me..." came Veinblossom's voice, sounding more insidious and womanly than usual now, a wicked gleam in her gaze as she raised her head. "I remember now..."

Nodding and grabbing the girl's head, he lifted her and turned her fearful gaze to the imp, the wicked crimson eyes gazing into fearful blue ones as the girl began to shudder, whimpering against his hand a few times before falling slack. It was clear that she wanted to resist the spell, but her young mind was particularly weak to the imp's wiles, giving her little hope of resisting for long.

"Good... now erase her memories of this incident." said Malryn testily, irritated by the girl's intrusion.

"It shall be done." Veinblossom peered into the girl's eyes, crimson irises glowing with wicked energy as the little blonde stared back, teetering. Turning back to her Master then, the imp pursed her lips. "Why don't you punish her, Master? We can have a lot of fun..."

Malryn pursed his lips. The girl was cute; small, skinny and blonde with large blue eyes. She was about Veinblossom's size, and dressed in a commoner's clothing, an undyed dress without any frills or adornments. The warlock nodded, watching the girl with a growing smirk. Veinblossom smirked too, hopping eagerly into action as soon as her Master gave his approval. Taking hold of the girl from behind, the imp began to unlace the front of the dress, licking her lips with a lustful expression. The little blonde was frightened, but rendered docile by Veinblossom's hypnotic influence, the imp guiding the girl to look over her shoulder into those wicked crimson eyes when the spell seemed to weaken, nimble white fingers stripping her naked.

Testing her power, Veinblossom beckoned, and the blonde girl came forward in a trance, her steps shuddering a little as she approached reluctantly, clearly trying to resist the imp's influence. The imp's crimson eyes continued to gaze into her pretty blue ones, seeming almost to swirl with hypnotic power as the imp hissed in low, vicious tones, "Obey." Malryn watched with interest, and as he did so, Veinblossom whispered under her breath, the blonde girl whimpering and turning, getting onto all fours and backing towards the warlock with her bottom raised towards him, quivering with fear as the imp manipulated her. Malryn looked her over and smirked, bringing himself closer to the treat thus offered. Gripping the girl's throat with one hand, he used the other to guide his cock against her hairless pussy, hard once again and pressing at the resisting hole with a low growl. The little blonde cried out in pain and confusion as he tried to force his veiny shaft into her, his bony hand squeezing at her tender young throat.

Veinblossom shook her head. "Try putting it in her ass, Master, you'll go deeper..." Drawing closer, she leaned over her Master's cock and let a long, sensual thread of saliva drool out of her mouth onto the head of his shaft, her small fingers parting the girl's buns and fingering at her sensitive anus. Malryn looked at the imp for a moment and then nodded, seeing no reason not to try her suggestion and adjusting his aim accordingly. Aided by the imp's slimy saliva, Malryn's cock began to press into the girl's young, virgin anus, gradually beginning to stretch her open so that he could slide into her tight little body. The girl whimpered, then let out a muffled scream against Malryn's hand, struggling in Veinblossom's grasp as the imp held her shoulders, pushing her back towards her Master.

"Th... that hurts! I think I need to go to the privy..." the girl protested through the warlock's bony fingers as he clapped his hand to her mouth again. The girl was wriggling despite Veinblossom's influence, and the imp gave her a stern gaze, mentally urging her to be still rather than flee. The girl struggled a bit more, then fell back to all fours, letting the imp stroke her hair and back as Malryn slid deeper into her rear, stretching her out painfully and obscenely around his shaft. Despite her muffled pleas, the warlock began to thrust inside her, feeling the tender walls of her ass tight around him as he pressed into her, violating the tight little pucker of her anus and turning it into a skintight "O" around his cock.

The girl continued to scream despite being entranced, and Veinblossom quickly stuffed her panties into her mouth to muffle the sounds, a wicked grin on her lips as the cloth silenced her better than Malryn's fingers could. Malryn grinned too, finding he enjoyed hurting the girl this way. Veinblossom hung close, watching with fascination. She licked her lips, watching her Master's cock thrusting deep into the little blonde's anus, making the girl cry out. "Look how you're raping her ass, Master, so big in that little hole, I'm sure it hurts her good..."

Tears began to gather at the corners of the little blonde's eyes, soon rolling down her cheeks only to be licked up by Veinblossom's eager tongue, a purr in her throat at the salty taste. Gripping her by the cheeks, Veinblossom pushed the girl's chin down to the ground while Malryn held her rump up to pound into, the imp's hypnotic red eyes glowing as she gazed fixedly into the blonde's innocent blues. The imp's little fingers traced through the girl's soft hair, tugging the blonde locks from time to time. The girl soon grew stiller, mewling and weeping a bit as the warlock violated her tight little anal passage, but no longer struggling.

"Master, at least let me feed on her a little..." pleaded the imp.

"Very well, but not enough to threaten her life!" growled the warlock between the gasps and moans that thrusting into the girl's rump elicited.

Grinning, Veinblossom leaned closer, nuzzling the girl's neck and then finding a good point to bite, the little blonde's blue eyes going wide as the little fangs pierced her skin and began to draw blood into the wicked familiar's hungry red mouth. The girl squirmed between the dual pain of having the warlock rape her anus while the imp suckled blood from her neck, but she wasn't able to break free, the imp's mental grasp still holding her mind, stern, commanding despite her attempts to resist. Malryn pumped harder, gripping the girl by her blonde locks as he watched Veinblossom bite and lick, her tongue eagerly slurping up the girl's blood before licking the pinprick wounds closed with her enchanted saliva, purring with pleasure at her meal. As his tempo increased, Malryn felt a delectable tension growing in himself as he watched the little blonde bob and rock with each of his thrusts, his balls tightening...

"Ahhhh...!" he cried in delight, pumping urgently into the girl's vise-tight bowel now, the pleasure tingling up his spine, radiating from his throbbing, veiny cock. Hot cum began to gush into the young blonde's bowel, eliciting a startled yelp as he filled her up with his sticky goo, arching his back with pleasure, an orgasmic grimace on his bony features as his cock spent itself into the child's rectum with sloppy, pulsating squirts.

"Master! Your sperm!" Veinblossom wailed in protest, her expression stricken.

Malryn chuckled, remaining inside the girl for a little bit longer before drawing out slowly and gesturing to the whimpering imp. "Lick it out if you want it so."

Veinblossom looked at him for a moment, her expression unreadable before she hurried to the girl that Malryn had left sobbing on the floor. Leaning close with a hiss of hunger, she began to tongue the blonde's anus, laving over the sore pucker and working her tongue into the little hole in search of her Master's precious seed. The girl whined, wishing the torment of her tight little anus would end, but feeling less tormented by the imp's dexterous tongue than she did from Malryn's cock. Veinblossom's tongue worked deep into her, undulating like a serpent as she lapped up all of her Master's fouled seed. She swallowed as much as she could, hungrily devouring the fresh sperm despite the somewhat bitter tastes accompanying her Master's slime, soft purrs in her throat as she swallowed it down. Finally, the imp let the little blonde slump face down on her face, her anus still flexing a little bit, pulling back tight. Crawling on all fours, Veinblossom moved back to Malryn's side, nuzzling and snuggling before looking back at the exhausted girl.

"Seems like you enjoyed... Do you want to keep her?" Veinblossom inquired, grinning impishly.

"No! Spirit her off to the woods once you're certain all is clear. Let them think she wandered off and got lost."

"Yes, Master. She will not remember coming to this tent, nor what went on here." Tossing off her motley and dressing in her drab cloak and cloth mask instead, Veinblossom stuffed the bewitched girl into an empty burlap sack, then hefted it with surprising strength and departed into the darkness.


In the depths of the woods, Veinblossom sat the little blonde on the forest floor and leaned over her, licking her lips hungrily. Malryn had ordered her not to kill, it was true, but that did not mean she could not have a little fun of her own... Grabbing the girl by the throat, she began to squeeze, making the girl struggle despite her hypnotic stupor, hands coming up to tug at the imp's wrist pleadingly. With her other hand, Veinblossom grabbed for the girl's cunt, rubbing her hairless nether lips and her little clit mercilessly, grinning as she watched the little blonde squirm. She worked at the girl's tiny, sensitive nub with nimble, skillful fingers, making her squirm and shudder with the unfamiliar sensations, moans rising in her throat at the sensation. Veinblossom's fingers worked all around the girl's labia, rubbing and massaging, teasing and tormenting with fiendish skill, her dexterous tongue licking the blonde behind the ear as she whispered wickedly, "You're a little slut now..."

The imp grinned a little wider, pondering on what her Master's exact command was... erase the girl's memories of the incident. He'd said nothing about implanting other suggestions... "Yes. You're a little slut. When you forget the rest of this night, this you will remember the next time you're naked with a man: you are a little slut, and you want his cock up your ass, even if it hurts. Especially if it hurts."

Smiling smugly, Veinblossom continued to rub on the little blonde's tiny bald cunt, stroking and rubbing it until the girl's body tensed up, tantalizingly on the edge of something but unable to make it over the peak despite the imp's ministrations, her slender body quivering with the intensity of the torment. Veinblossom rubbed on the girl's clit a little longer before acquiescing, letting her drop into the bed of dry leaves padding the forest floor. Putting the girl's clothing back on her and neatening it up a bit, Veinblossom kissed her firmly on the lips and hissed, "So delicious, you are lucky that my Master does not want you dead, little cunt... I am indeed a scary, scary little clown, who would drink your sweet little self dry if I could. But sleep now... sleep and forget." She kissed the blonde one more time as the girl began to slump limply, blue eyes looking blank and dreamy before slowly closing.

Giving the girl one more intense gaze over her shoulder, Veinblossom turned to depart, drawing her hood back around her as she vanished into the darkness to return to her Master. Soon, they'd be moving on to another town, and their pursuers, should they follow this far, would get little information from the huddled blonde girl. Veinblossom smiled wickedly, rolling her shoulders sensually a bit as she walked confidently back to the tent. Who might be hunting them, and would they be found? Her Master might not agree, but the sense of being hunted was rather exhilarating.

To be continued...

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