I Conjure Thee (4 page)

"Yes, Master. I want it."

A low growl came from him, causing a shiver of anticipation to run through her.

"Spread your legs," he ordered and she quickly did as ordered, spreading her legs wide.

Another shiver ran through her as the cool air of the room tickled her wet pussy. She gasped in surprise and then moaned as he slipped a hand between her legs to cup her mound.

"Did you enjoy your punishment, slave?" he asked slipping a finger between her soft drenched folds.

"Yes, Master." she shuddered as he stroked her once more, from her clit to her anus.

She actually shocked herself with the admission. She was scared, but at the same time the adrenaline rushing through her was making her hornier than she'd ever been. This was wrong, so wrong, but she couldn't help herself from liking it; from liking the feel of his fingers touching her so intimately.

"I can be very generous,
if
you deserve it." He stroked her once more and she bucked against his hand, as an urgent need to feel him filling her took over. He immediately removed his hand from her and slapped her bottom. Again she felt the sting, followed by a heat rushing to her pussy. She whimpered and wriggled against him.

"Please Master, I'm sorry."

Seeming pleased, he slipped his hand between her legs again and began his torturous stroking, she'd gotten so wet she could feel her juices dripping. As one hand stroked her, the fingers of his other hand began to caress her silken locks.

"I'm going to fill every one of your holes before the week is out, Clarissa," he growled, suddenly thrusting two fingers deep into her pussy. She cried out from the sudden invasion, the muscles of her pussy clenching around his fingers. "So wet. So tight. I'm going to enjoy fucking you."

"Yes Master. Please." His cock jerked at her begging and all she could think about was how good it would feel in her. She no longer cared about who he was, or even
what
he was, all she knew was that she was in agony, and she needed relief. Soon!

His fingers stroked her inner wall and the tension within her rose. She clenched her hands into fists once again, but this time not to distract from the sting of his merciless spanking, but because she was barrelling towards an orgasm at an astounding rate. She moaned and whimpered as he brought her closer and closer.

She began to buck against his hand once more, but this time he didn't stop to punish her, he continued to thrust his fingers in and out, stroking and teasing alternating between fucking her with his fingers and stroking her clit.

"That's it. I want to feel how much you want me in you."

"Yesyesyes!" She bucked wildly against his hand, so close to the edge that her stomach was in knots. She screamed out as a final wave of pleasure came crashing over her and her pussy exploded, sending a gush of her juices to coat his hand.

"Good girl." He slid her from his knee to kneel between his legs, and then leaned back into the chair, as he licked her juices from his fingers, his dark eyes surveying her. "Now show me how grateful you are to me."

He leaned forward and pulled his t-shirt off, tossing it to the floor. Her eyes feasted on his muscular chest and beautifully defined abdominals. The contours of muscle begged her to reach out and explore, to trace the hard lines with her fingertips, but she had more pressing issues at the moment.

Her eyes caught his, and then lowered to the huge bulge beneath his trousers. She licked her lips, as she contemplated having his massive cock in her mouth. She quickly undid his pants and wasn't in the least bit shocked to see he was naked under the pants.

Pulling them down to his ankles and then off, her eyes widened as they feasted on the sight of his gigantic cock. It had seemed large under the cotton, but seeing it unrestricted and standing to attention, the thick, angry purple head, seeping pre-cum, she was awestruck.

His words raced through her head.
I'm going to fill every one of your holes Clarissa
.

He couldn't possible mean? With that!
Her bottom ached from the very though of such a large dick forcing its way into her ass.

Grasping the base of his cock, she stroked him, swiping the cum from the tip with her thumb and then bringing her thumb to her lips licking it off. Surprisingly, it didn't have the salty taste of a human's, but was sweet, like liquid sugar. She looked up at him, catching his gaze and could have sworn she saw the fire flicker in his eyes once more, but in the merest blink of an eye it was gone.

Tony threaded his hands into her hair and urged her head down to his awaiting cock.

"Take it in, slave."

She didn't have time to reply with the regulatory 'Yes, Master' because he was thrusting his cock against her mouth, urging her to take it. She tightened her grasp on his member and ran her tongue up the underside of his shaft, and then licked the tip, removing the remainder of the cum.

"That's it," he urged.

Her tongue circled the tip and then teased the slit at the top. Tony groaned louder and bucked his hips against her mouth. It suddenly occurred to her that the tables were now turned, she was the master at that moment and he was at her mercy.

Opening her mouth wide, she took in the head, flicking the tip with her tongue. He groaned a little louder and his fists tightened in her hair, tugging painfully. She looked up and saw that he was no longer able to contain the fire within him and his eyes were now two globes of swirling flames. While she knew it should have alarmed her, it didn't.

Instead she was fascinated, she continued to watch him, as she took him in deeper, until the head of his dick touched the back of her throat causing her to gag slightly.

"You'll get used to it," he assured her.

She moaned softly against his dick as she began to suck him, moving up and down on his shaft, stroking the base with her hand since she couldn't handle the length with just her mouth. She felt a stirring developing rapidly between her legs and the insane need to have his big beautiful dick in her seemed overwhelming.

Clarissa began sucking harder, moving up and down his shaft at an increasing speed as her tongue circled the head and teased the tip each time she pulled up, before plunging him to the back of her throat again.

Her hips began to rock with the motions her mouth made on his cock and the fire within her turned into an inferno of need and she needed release. Without thinking, she started to slip her hand between her legs to help relieve the building pressure, but he caught her wrist in one powerful hand.

"You come when I allow it," he growled.

She groaned again in frustration, sending the vibrations through him. He moaned in response and began to thrust up into her mouth, fast and forcefully. His cock began to swell even larger inside her mouth and she felt his balls harden, he was close. She redoubled her efforts desperate to get him off and drink down his sweet cum.

"You're going to drink it all, slave."

She moaned her agreement, though she had no choice even if she didn't want to. He was correct, she was his slave, his possession to do with as he pleased and at that moment, she was fine with that, thrilled even. She looked back up into his eyes, those flaming red eyes and sucked hard at the tip, begging him to come... and then he did. With one last forceful thrust he buried his cock as far as it would go in her mouth and let go with a loud, satisfied moan.

Spurt upon forceful spurt of his sweet cum filled her mouth and she swallowed it down as quickly as possible, but some spilled from her mouth, and dripped down her chin. When he was finished unloading in her, he slowly pulled out and she wiped her chin with the back of her hand and looked back up at him. His eyes were now black, like they normally were and he appeared contented.

"You did well, witch," he leaned forward; his lips less than in inch from her and cupped her mound in his hand. "Your tight cunt is mine - forever mine."

"Yes, Master, only yours." Wrapping her arms around his neck, she pressed herself against his hand. She still needed relief - desperately.

He smiled down at her. "Good."

Chapter 4

It had been two days - in human time - since Tony had last seen Clarissa. Travelling to the human realm took energy. Travelling there and performing tasks for humans, took more. Travelling there and pulling a child from death's grip, was as physically and emotionally taxing as it could get. The reapers did not appreciate having their charges stolen from them and so it was an exhausting battle, one Tony had eventually won but at a great cost to him.

He had been tempted to slip back into his realm to recuperate once the child had been cured, but he had wanted Clarissa too much, so he’d stayed. However, staying had meant a longer period of time before he was able to return. But now he was fully recovered and anxious to continue what he and his little slave had started.

It was the middle of the night when Tony returned and so he found Clarissa in her queen-sized, oak bed, cuddled under a thick comforter, sleeping soundly. He imagined it was one of the first sound sleeps she'd had in some time, at least since her son became ill.

He was tempted to wake her, his cock had craved her the entire time they had been apart and he couldn't get the vision of her on her knees between his legs with her lush lips wrapped around his cock out of his mind.

She was a stunning and seductive creature - for a human.

As much as he longed to wake her and finally get the satisfaction of driving his cock into her tight, barely-used pussy, he restrained himself. He'd waited two days, he supposed he could wait a while longer. So instead he walked over to the chaise situated across the room from the bed and sat waiting patiently for her to awaken.

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Clarissa awoke at 7am to sunshine peeping through the crack in the drapes on her bedroom window and to the feeling of being watched, but surprisingly enough she wasn't alarmed by the feeling. She immediately knew who was in the room with her; she could sense his presence and watchful eye. If anything, Clarissa was relieved that he was there, she'd wondered where he'd gone, and why it had taken two days for him to return. She had assumed that when he decided she was to be 'his', he would have lingered. She had found his hasty retreat after their encounter peculiar.

Stretching out on the bed, she lazily opened her blue eyes and glanced over in the direction she felt her observer dwelt. As suspected, he was there reclining against the back of the chaise, his dark eyes fixated on her. His gaze was so intense, so full of hunger that it sent a chill through her that set her pussy throbbing.

Pulling the sheet over her, she covered her naked breasts as she sat up on the bed and caught his eye. "You're back? Why did you leave for so long?"

His dark eyes dipped from hers to her breasts and then back up to hers again. "I thought we discussed before I left that I want to see all of you when I'm here. Release the covering."

She chewed at her bottom lip for a moment, hesitated briefly and then did as told, releasing the sheet to display her breasts for his inspection. The throbbing between her legs increased as she remembered the size of his member and considered how it would feel between her legs, thrusting into her.

She should be terrified, she knew this. But oddly she wasn't. She'd pondered why over the past couple of days and assumed it was because he'd saved her son. Maybe she felt an obligation, because of what he’d done for her.

Her body was of little value when compared to Jeffrey's life and she supposed with the feeling of obligation came acceptance of the situation. With the acceptance she was able to redirect her focus on them making the most of the situation. If she was to be his sex slave for all of eternity, then she was going to do her best to make the most of it. She'd endured and, oddly enough - to a certain extent - enjoyed the spanking he’d given her the other day, so a part of her, the wicked side that she kept well hidden, was anxious to see what else he had in store for her - both the punishments
and
the rewards.

He rose from the chaise and strode towards her. "Why the concern, witch? I would assume you would be relieved not to have to perform your
obligations
."

Clarissa sat up on her knees revealing her body to him, and gulped, her mouth going suddenly dry. He was shirtless as he had been when he appeared from the flames at her summoning. His broad chest appeared to glisten as the muscles rippled. Her eyes dipped to the front of his pants and her pussy clenched seeing the huge bulge beneath his black pants.

"We had a deal. I plan on fulfilling my part." She didn't want to admit it to him, but it was more than that - she wanted him.

Standing at the edge of the bed, he beckoned her over to him with his hand.

Nodding she crawled over to him until she was at the edge of the bed, her mouth inches from his swollen member.

He captured her chin in his hand and forced her eyes to meet his. "Have you been fantasizing about sucking my cock, slave? Or have you been hoping next time you see me I'd fuck you nice and hard? I'd stretch your tight little pussy unlike any
human
man you've ever been with?"

She nodded, knowing there was no point in lying to him. "Yes. I've thought about it."

For an instant his expression took on a surprised look, as though he wasn't expecting that she'd want him, other than out of obligation. However, as quickly as the surprised look appeared, it disappeared again, leaving his expression emotionless.

"Hmm. Interesting." He slipped his hand to the back of her head and fisted her long blonde hair, giving it a tug to make her arch her back and expose her neck to him.

She whimpered at the sudden and slightly painful tug, but tried to remain calm. He wouldn't hurt her, she was certain of that. He lowered his mouth to her neck and grazed his lips along the side; the warmth of his breath sent a shiver through her and intensified the ache between her legs.

"It's been a long time since a mortal man has been here. Touching you like this." He slid his free hand between her legs and cupped her moist mound. Slipping a finger between her velvety folds he stroked her slit. "Hmm. You're not lying are you, witch?"