Ancient Sorcery

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The deserts of Stygia were not exactly an ideal place to live, but for the sorceror Keld, it allowed him the privacy necessary to pratice his magic his way. He found a mostly intact watchtower near an oasis that had been long abandoned. It proved to be the perfect place to research, practice and gain more power. There were no priests of Set to tell him what to do, here. It was him and his work. Keld adjusted his robes as he got ready for his morning divination. He needed to see when the next sandstorm would come along. The next step of one of his research projects required one to come along, and he hoped it would be soon.

His dedication to his magic had caused him to not take care of himself as well as he should. There was little food left and his water jars were nearly empty. His hair and beard had grown quite long and often got in the way of what he was doing. Still, his mind was on his work.

At the top of the tower was a table with arcane writing etched into it. Here, Keld started his morning divination, chanting words beyond ancient and tracing his fingers along the pattern on the table's surface. He was too focused on his spell to notice what was in the distance.
 
Lilybet despaired for her future. Being a servant girl to the two old sisters was the only life she knew. Now they had died tragically by falling over each other on the stairs.

All she had in the world was her simple white cotton dress, her simple sandals, a water bottle and a small bag of provisions. She had no family, and had had barely spoken to a man in her life. She had no one to help her.

She would have to find work. But thin servant girls were the fashion, and Lilybet had a curvy figure with generous thighs, a plump bottom and full breasts. Her simple dress covered only one breast, and as she strolled through town she looked down with regret and embarrassment at her large exposed tit. Wishing she could be skinny and elegant like the girls who could get servant work so easily.

Then by chance she listened in on a conversation about a strange sorcerer who had moved out into the desert alone. One person said to the other, "doesn't he have an apprentice with him then?". "Nah, not a soul with him", replied the other.

"Apprentice", Lilybet whispered to herself. In her naive way, she imagined that she, an uneducated servant girl, could become such a wonderful thing. Her mind filled up with dreams.

A short while later she had set out into the desert to the place she had heard described in the conversation.

Much later, Lilybet was exhausted and her cotton dress soaked in sweat as she neared the tower by the oasis. Squinting, she could see a figure at the very top of it. She beamed a smile and waved excitedly. "Hello there!", she called out happily.
 
Keld was deep in thought, chanting the words necessary to scry the weather for the opportunity he sought. He needed to know when the next sandstorm would be. It was crucial to his plans and he needed to be ready. Almost there. The knowledge was within his grasp!

"Hello there!"

The distraction was all it took. He lost concentration. Lost the spell. It was too late now to try again, today.

Keld was testy in the best of times. For an interruption like that to ruin his spell, though...

"GODS DAMNIT!" the wizard shouted at the top of his lungs. "WHO DID THAT!"

Stomping over to the ledge, he saw the person responsible. A sweaty mess of a girl in what looked like a servant's gown. A stupid one at that. Some idiot noble probably sent her for a potion or something. How pathetic.

"Damn you, girl! Don't you know it's unwise to interrupt a sorcerer's spell like that!? What the hell do you want!?"
 
Lilybet smiled up at the figure at the top of the tower. She thought to herself, "so he really is a sorcerer!"

"Greetings to you, sir!", she called up cheerfully and made a curtsy. "I am here to ask you if you have need of a ..... ", she thought of saying apprentice, but the sorcerer's scowling face made her stop. "Would you have any need for a servant, sir?" Before he could dismiss her with an angry response she continued, "All I would ask for is shelter and food, sir. I would keep your tower so neat and tidy and clean, I would cook for you, do your laundry."

She could only imagine how untidy and dusty this place must be, with a man like this living alone in it. Probably smelly too. It must be in a terrible state, no doubt about that, she thought to herself. So she continued her pitch. "Just imagine, sir. All your rooms kept all lovely and tidy. All nice and clean every day. Wouldn't that be nice, sir?" She beamed a big smile up at him. She could swear she saw his angry face soften just a little. "And your meals prepared for you, sir? So you can concentrate on your important work".

Without waiting for any response she continued talking about how nice and clean she would keep his tower and she began walking towards the door. "Won't you let me in and give me a try, sir?" She stood at the door looking directly upwards at the sorcerer, giving him a big smile.
 
It was if she didn't hear a thing he said. Did she actually ignore a wizard? Did this girl even know the consequences? Judging by the way she kept flapping her mouth, obviously not.

Keld tried to continue his tirade, but it was no use. She just kept talking and making her case. It did make sense, though. his place was indeed a mess, and grabbing food and water for himself did, in fact, cut into his research time. But her? She didn't even respect what he did.

But then again, he had some ideas involving magic and women. The differences between women and men deserved further study, in order to better his potions and spells. Maybe she'd make a good test subject for his experiments.

The sorcerer's train of thought was broken by the girl's incessant talking. Wow, he was getting a headache from it! "All right! You can stay, if it'll get you to shut up!" He shouted. "Get your ass to the door and I'll let you in!

Slowly, he waded through the massive clutter of his lab, and down the stairs. Opening the door he waited. "Hurry up, before I change my mind!"
 
She gave her biggest smile as he opened the door. She then skipped in through the door as quickly as she could, giggling a little at her own exaggerated reaction to his command.

The room was so chilled compared to the roasting heat outside. Her damp dress clung to her body and her sweat felt cool against her skin. What a sweet relief it was.

She surveyed the scene in awe. The place was indeed a musty mess as she had expected. But the sheer amount of stuff was beyond what she could have imagined. The piles of books and scrolls. Jumbles of bottles and jars. Huge accumulations of powders and potions. Little did she know that the laboratory upstairs was even worse.

She turned to the sorcerer, clasping her hands together and smiling, "thank you so much for accepting me, master". She deliberately used the word master to help encourage the sorcerer into seeing this as a done deal. The sooner he got used to this new arrangement the better. "You won't regret taking me on as your new servant. My name is Lilybet and it will be my pleasure to work for you". She really wanted to make sure the deal was sealed.

Without waiting for any actual agreement from the sorcerer, Lilybet immediately began tidying items. Scooping up some things from the floor. It was a token gesture really, since tidying this room was going to be a huge task taking many days. But if you put Lilybet into a messy room she can't help but start tidying, it's just her nature.

"What wonderful things you have here, master".
 
This was a mistake. Keld grabbed...Lilybet was it?...by the back of her dress and yanked her over to him. It did not matter what she was carrying. Let it drop to floor. She can pick it up, later.

"Enough!" he said angrily. Time to put the fool girl in her place or throw her back out.

"First, some ground rules. One, you will do as you are told and nothing more. Two, when I speak you listen. Three, do not speak unless spoken to. Understood?"

The sorcerer hoped he got the point across. "Now then, if you truly wish to stay here and serve, you will disrobe, immediately."
 
Lilybet gasped and stumbled backwards as the sorcerer pulled suddenly on the back of her dress. A bundle of scrolls fell from her arms as she tried to keep her balance.

She looked up fearfully as he shouted angrily at her. "Y-yes, sir", she nodded quickly, "I understand, master".

She quickly pushed her dress from her shoulder and then down her body. She hurriedly folded the small white cotton dress and placed it on a chair next to her and stood naked before the angry sorcerer. She looked up at him wide-eyed. Her sweat-covered body glistening slightly. She felt ashamed of her large breasts and wide hips. She gulped and bit her lip.
 
Now she began to understand. Good. Keld managed to find himself a blank parchment, what's left of a quill pen and some semblance of a jar of ink. Dipping the pen in the ink, he started writing and mumbling to himself. After a minute or so, he walked up to her and kicked aside the chair.

"Hands to your side and stand still," he ordered.

And so began his examination. He looked closely at her eyes, stroked her hair, plucked a strand,...

"Open your mouth."

... checked out her teeth, tongue and everything inside. Every time he looked at something, he would go to his parchment and write something down.

Next came her arms. The sorcerer lifted up each arm and checked every finger, bone and muscle on her, as well as check her shoulder and collarbone. More writing followed.

He worked his way to her front torso, showing no signs her nakedness affected him. Even as groped the girl's breasts and pinched her nipples, he stayed no longer than was necessary to take his notes. When his examination reached her pussy, he carefully inserted one single finger.

"Don't move!"

After a few seconds, he once more went to his notes, mumbling to himself. "Hymen..." And almost as soon as he intimately checked her, he worked her legs just as he did her arms.

Once done with that, he roughly spun her around and examined her back. The last thing he checked was her backside, squeezing her cheeks and forcefully pushing a finger inside her anus.
After a few more notes, he was finished.

"Very well," he said matter-of-factly. Digging up a stone amulet decorated with a few animal teeth and a very long cord, he placed it around her neck and tied it on. The amulet had no inscription, but felt warm to the touch ad it nearly reached her navel.

"Wear that always," the sorcerer commanded. "Do not take that off for ANY reason.

"Now turn around and face me. You are now my apprentice, do with as I please in exchange for arcane knowledge. Understood?"
 
Lilybet was completely passive and accepting of her examination. It would not have even occurred to her to object. She just felt grateful that he examined her mouth first.

Then, when he said, "you are now my apprentice", Lilybet's heart soared. In her mind, he had chosen her specially. He had noticed things about her during the examination that made her especially suitable to be his apprentice. She felt so proud. She looked down at her new amulet, feeling elated. She wanted so much to touch it, but she kept her hands by her side.

She nodded excitedly. "Yes, master, yes I do understand". She beamed a smile at his bored-looking face and she let out a sigh of happiness.

While the sorcerer jotted something in his parchment, she kept still and quiet, gazing at him in awe. She inhaled deeply with pride.

Long minutes passed with the sorcerer continuing to write in his parchment, ignoring her totally. She was desperately thirsty after her long trek across the desert. She stared at him intently as he scribbled away indifferently. A few times she open her mouth to speak but then closed it again. Then finally she whispered softly, "master?". The scratching of the pen stopped and he looked sternly at her. She whispered again, "master I ... ". She coughed and smiled nervously. "Master, I wonder if I could have a drop of water?". She spoke as softly as she could. Her fingers fidgeted nervously at her side as the sorcerer's brow furrowed.
 
Yes, yes...this was good. His experiments could go down this route without a hitch. Add in a special ritual, and his power could increase even higher.

Her whisper brought him out of his reverie for a brief moment. Water...of course...she was here for a reason.

"Oh yes, you." he motioned to several large water jugs. "You can start by filling those up."

Something else came to his mind. "And don't think of bathing in there. It's the only source of water I have!"
 
"Yes, master", Lilybet nodded happily. She padded across the stone floor and squatted down at one of the large earthenware jugs. She had to lift it with her back, using both arms. Even empty, it was quite heavy for her. She made her way out of the tower, being so careful not to knock over any of the piles of mysterious things. Just to get out the door and close it behind her, she had to put down the heavy jug and pick it up again twice. So even before she got to the oasis her arms and legs were feeling weak.

She walked barefoot across the roasting hot sand, under the baking sun, to the oasis. As she tried to lower the jug she lost her balance and toppled over. She ended up kneeling with her ass in the shallow water at the edge of the oasis, with a look of stunned surprise on her face. Then she noticed how surprisingly cool the water was. It felt so nice against her ass and her smooth pussy. She waxed her pussy frequently as was the custom of lower-class women in her village. The cool water lapping gently against it now felt wonderful.

She could resist enjoying this moment. She swayed her ass gently in the water as she knelt there. And using her hand, she made soft waves against her pussy. As she did this, she was staring intently back at the tower like a naughty child keeping watch for her parent. She was so fearful of the sorcerer she hardly blinked while staring at the looming stone tower.

After a few moments she drank some water and stood again and filled the jug with water. She didn't move to a different part of the oasis. She simply filled the jug at the same spot where she had been bathing her ass and pussy. She was a practical peasant girl with a simple approach to her work.

She was just about able to carry the filled jug back into the tower and place it down. She knelt there on the floor for a while, her heart pounding from carrying the weight. In time she filled the other jugs too. By the time she placed down the last jug her arms and legs were trembling with exhaustion.

The sorcerer had been totally ignoring her the entire time while he read some parchments. She remained kneeling on the floor, naked and exhausted , her chest heaving as she slowly began to recover.
 
Keld was not completely ignoring her. Each time she returned with the water, he made notes on her condition. He was not impressed. Without looking up at his notes, he addressed her.

"If that's all you have got, you might as well quit now." Before she could reply, he continued. "You said you could cook, right? See what you can scrounge up. And stay out of the basement. You're forbidden there without me."
 
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