Faeling power.

[Ravenloft]

Thomas Elsworth was a DHS agent, sent out to an abandoned building on a call about some hiding in it. He entered the building with a bag of fa st food for her, the report saying that it looked like she was in bad shape, living like an animal in here. "Hello? Young lady? Can you hear me? I brought you something to eat. I'll just leave it here, out in the open. You don't have to be afraid, I'm here to help you. Can you understand me, miss?" The first goal was to make visual contact with the woman, confirming she was actually here. Then he would have to find out if she spoke English and convince her to talk, find out who she was and where she belonged. Probably some victim of human trafficking that escaped before being sent over seas. Thank god. "Come out, it's safe, I promise you no one will harm you now."

 

[nymphonadia]

They were so big, and so hard, and she was feeling so good. When they began to cum, she felt the surge of energy flooding her and filling her with power. Then she felt something. In the other world. So much lust, concentrated in one place. She could see them, humans, a half dozen or more, all together in one writhing pile of bodies thrusting. She reached out with her magic and something happened....

She was in a strange place. Her goblin lovers were gone. A glimmer of moonlight filtered through a gap between the window frame and the board that had been nailed over it. The floor was littered with empty bottles of liquor and the stains of desire, dried and useless. She tried to reach out with her magic to the fey realm, but there was nothing. She was empty. She smelled the toxic air of a human city, felt the hum of their machines through the floor, slowly draining her magic, until even the slightest spell was beyond her ability. How long had she been there?

Then she heard a voice. She froze, willing herself invisible, but she lacked the power even for that. She couldn't even muster enough to cover her true appearance. Then she heard him make a promise that no one would harm her.

"You've given me your promise, mortal," she said as she stepped into the next room, revealing herself to him. In the world of the fey, promises were a powerful magic. "See to it that you keep it."

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[Ravenloft]

"Yes, yes I did..." Thomas couldn't help but stare at this woman as she stepped out into the light, from the other room. "Mortal?" He looked her up and down, wondering who and what she was. She was standing there, naked with bright green eyes, perfect, tan skin that glowed in the neon lights pouring in through the window, long strawberry hair and... were her ears pointed? "What are you, if I might ask, if not a mortal?" He played along with her narrative, at least until he could get her out of this hell hole and to a shelter or something where she could get the mental help she clearly needed. "Did you... do that... to your ears? Or did someone else do that to you?" He figured some sick fuck had cut up her ears to make them look that way. "You seem pretty healthy. How long have you been in here?"

He remembered the case of clothes and a blanket he brought to cover her. "Oh, yes, um... here, this is for you, to cover up, you have no clothes? I brought you some. They should fit you, I think. I have some food for you as well, if you're hungry? Do you need a shower or a bath? I can take you somewhere where you can get one... do you think you could tell me your name, miss?"

 

[nymphonadia]

What are you? What are you? Was the man blind? She took a step towards him with a smile that could melt ice. Or, it would if she could have put the least bit of glamour into it, but even that magic, as common to the fey as breathing, was beyond her at the moment. He asked about her ears, which sounded like a joke. As if her ears didn't explain exactly what she was. But she didn't detect any mockery in his tone.

Had the human world forgotten about the fey? She would have thought so, but what followed were a series of attempts to gain power over her that were laughable in their simplicity. Offers of food and clothing were the simplest of fey traps, that only the stupidest trolls would take. To the fey, everything had a price, and unless the cost was agreed on, a gift put the receiver in the giver's debt. And then, to top it all, he asked her name. Even trolls would not give their true name.

"You must think me quite mad, or very foolish," she said.

"You may call me Cusanai. What may I give you in return for food?" She licked her lips and looked down at his lap, hoping he would accept her lewd suggestion. If she could take his seed, it would give her enough power to clothe and clean herself. The place was so dusty that she was covered with black smudges of soot and with no magic, she was powerless to remove it.

 

[Ravenloft]

"You... don't seem distressed at all... would you mind covering yourself? I'm not supposed to allow you to remain... naked..." Thomas stammered, offering her the blanket again. Then she asked him if he thought she was mad. He coughed and shook his head. "What?! No! I don't think that at all! I'm just here to help you. ...Cusani? Oh, don't worry about it, the food is yout must be starving. It's just some chicken nuggets and a fry." Something about the way she licked hef lips and eyed his crotch made his pulse quicken and his penis rise, but he loss end his collar and took a step back, uncomfortable with the situation.

"Listen, it's not necessary, I'm... a government employee here to help get you settled in a safe place... I... can't let you do... um... what you clearly... want to do... it would be a gross misuse of my authority and a horrible abuse of a person who is clearly vulnerable... can... can you just cover yourself, please?" Thomas held the blanket up as a shield now, to hid his erection and tried to ignore his inborn eagerness to accept her carnal offer. "I can take you to a shelter, where you can get washed up and figure out what you want to do next."

 

[nymphonadia]

She cocked her head to the side. What was he babbling about? What kind of government employed people? You served unless you were powerful enough to be served. And how could it be a misuse of authority to take what was offered? Either he wanted her or he did not, and it took no magic to see that he found her desirable.

"I already know what I want to do next," she whispered softly, taking a step towards him. He held the blanket up as if he were defending himself from her, and she laughed. "How could you possibly be abusing me by letting me pleasure you? You cannot truly think I will accept food and clothing for you without payment, and I only have one thing I can pay you with."

She stepped closer, so her hips were pressed against the blanket, and she reached over to touch him through the strange fabric of his trousers. There was no doubt that he desired her. She had so rarely encountered a male who would refuse her, but the nature of the fey was to indulge impulses, and she was a spring fairy. Almost all of her impulses were sexual. She pondered this strange being and then she smiled. There were many places that could only be reached by moving away from them. Perhaps it was as simple as reversing the bargain.

"Please," she whispered. "If you allow me to take your seed, I will put on the clothes you have brought."

 

[Ravenloft]

"You... you do?" Thomas was completely dumbfounded by the way Cusani was acting. He looked down and realized what she meant. "Oh..." he stammered, lowering the blanket momentarily. "But that's exactly why it's considered abuse. I can't let you because you are in need of help and I would be taking advantage of you if I let you.... um... pleasure... me... the food and clothing are free, i assure you, no strings attached... I... oh god..." he stammered as her hand passed over his erect manhood through blanket and pants alike. It was almost like nothing was there to block the warmth of her seductive touch.

he bit his lower lip, straining against his pants for more of her touch as she softly whispered. "Please." And something about taking his seed before she would put on the clothes he offered her. "Oh, Jesus... what... am... I doing?!" He dropped the blanket and fell back against the wall, undoing his pants, suddenly desperate for her touch. "Yes! Oh god! Please take my seed!" He gasped out, every fiber of his being needing her at that moment.

 

[nymphonadia]

She could see by his expression his mind was racing, and she frowned. It was so hard to know what he was thinking without magic to influence him. He was stammering, objecting, as though he didn't want her. What mortal man didn't want a spring fey? A nymph whose whole reason for being was to inspire lust? At last, though, he gave up.

"Yes!" he called out, opening his trousers. "Oh god! Please take my seed!"

She grinned, sighing with relief. Fortunately, the blanket fell at his feet, so she didn't need to kneel on the filthy floor. She knelt on the blanket instead, pressing her face against his groin, kissing the base of his cock.

It was too much for her to resist, though. Her need was too great for her to use all her art to pleasure him. He was hard and clearly ready. She dragged her tongue up the shaft and slid her lips around the head. She slid him into her mouth, taking him all the way in one swift movement. After consorting with the monstrous creatures of the fey realm, any human cock was easily managed.

She sucked hard as she pulled back, her lips tight around his shaft until just the head remained in her mouth. Then she began to stroke his cock, long and fast, moaning eagerly in anticipation of his release.

 

[Ravenloft]

Thomas knew it was wrong, letting this woman suck him off for food and clothing but somehow, he just couldn't resist her. It was like she had tapped into his base need for gratification and he was just obsessed with the need to feel her on him. "Oh jesus! Oh jesus!" He stammered even as all she did was kiss the base of his cock with her full, luscious lips, his voice straining in his throat.

He nearly fell down as she took him into her mouth and dragged her tongue along the under side of his shaft. "Ho, fuck!" He gasped out, bracing himself against the wall, one hand grasping at her hair, the other reaching out for something, anything to grab onto to keep himself standing. Her mouth was so warm and the tight seal of her lips was like nothing he had ever felt before. She really knew how to suck cock!

"Unh! Unh! Don't stop! Ah! Ah! Ah!" He was panting with delight as she sucked and stroked him, making these sexy little moaning sounds that sent waves of tingling pleasure up his throbbing length. "Cant... hold... back!" He gasped out, trying to warn her he was already about to cum... in her mouth!

 

[nymphonadia]

She moaned eagerly when he told her he couldn’t hold back. The last thing she wanted was for him to hold back. She bobbed her head faster, slurping eagerly on his cock as it slid down her throat. The first taste of precum that leaked out was enough to make her shudder with pleasure. In all her life, she had never been so completely drained of magic as she had been in this strange, modern building. It was a kind of torment, but at last it was coming to an end.

She changed before his eyes. That first taste was enough for her to will the filth off herself and to wrap herself in her glamour once again. Her skin turned pale as ivory, pale enough that she seemed almost to glow in the dim light that filtered in from outside. Her hair turned gold and her eyes blue, and her lips and nipples a deep red color. It all happened in the blink of an eye. She could have appeared as almost anything, if she chose, but this was the appearance that she was accustomed to wearing. For the moment, she remained naked.

She sucked harder, milking his cock with her mouth and throat, and when he finally did cum in her mouth she found herself cumming with him, the magic flooding back into her was so sweet that she moaned and shook with pleasure, though she didn’t release his cock. Not until she was sure she had coaxed every drop out of him. Finally, she let him slip from her mouth and smiled up at him.

“Now I will wear the clothes you have brought me.”

 

[Ravenloft]

Thomas was enthralled by the beauty of the woman pleasuring him that he couldn't look away. She was magnificent and so very eager to part him from his seed. He was shuddering from the feel of her lips surrounding his length. He'd never been particularly fond of blow jobs, but for some reason, what she was doing to him was making him feel things he had never experienced before. She was shuddering over the taste of him and he felt himself sinking slowly to the floor, his back against the wall.

It seemed like the more she sucked on him, the stronger she got and she was even changing before his very eyes! "What.... the... hell?" He gasped as he watched her skin shed itself of the grime and dirt that had sullied it in this dingy place and take on a beautiful ivory tone that made her glow in the dim light. And her hair... oh god, her hair turned to spun gold! She was like some greek goddess, suckling and nursing at his throbbing manhood!

He felt his chest tighten with equal measures of lust and adoration for this seductive goddess giving him undeniable pleasure, the kind that can make your heart stop. Her eyes flashed blue and her lips and nipples blushed red and grew plump and taut around and against him. It was a wonder to behold for a man from a world bereft of such magicks.

Then... she sucked harder... his vision blurred with tears of lust and joy, never had he felt so taken and hungered for! God, if she could do such things to him with just her mouth... he wondered what her pussy could do! It would probably kill him, he thought, but boy would he die happy! He'd flooded her with his cum, feeling her swallow it, he was sure he had nothing left but still she tried to drain him of every last drop and he could not resist her fervor, panting an giggling under her continued efforts, squirming from the almost uncomfortable intensity of it.

He was a giddy mess by the time she released him from her mouth. "Hehehe! Nnn! God! You.... whew... you... mhmhmhmh!" He couldn't quite form a cogent thought at the moment, he was just dumbstruck by this woman. "Oh, yes, by all means! Wear them to your hearts content! I'm just gonna... sit here for a minute... I don't think... I can stand up... for a while... legs... like jello..." he looked up at her as she got dressed and was strike by just how beautiful she was. "You're one wicked woman... ive never.... ooph! Ever.... felt anything that fucking good! What in the hell are you? Some sort of sex goddess?" Thomas began the arduous crawl back up to his feet, hugging the wall and feeling generally boneless. "Or are you a mutant, like rogue or Jean grey? Jesus... you're definitely not human..."

 

[nymphonadia]

She grinned at him as he babbled. She had never known a man to react so nervously, except a priest once who had taken a vow of chastity. She wondered if he might be a priest as well, he was attempting to give her food and clothing. She laughed when he suggested what she might be.

"Is it wicked to make you feel good?" she said. "Then I apologize. I was selfish."

She pulled a garment from the bag that was like a dress, though when she pulled it on, it barely covered her ass. It had strange images on the front of it, and the runes AC DC with a lightning bolt in the middle. It had the stink of machines and alchemy on it, but everything here did. She had agreed to wear clothes, but not all the clothes he brought. This was enough.

"I am hardly a goddess," she laughed. "If you had run across a goddess you would not rise so easily. Neither am I a mutant. Have you not heard of the fair folk?" She could hardly believe it. Though every human nation used different words to describe them, they all knew that there were spirits of nature and the seasons who wore humanlike forms. Or maybe she had found a time and place where they were forgotten. It would explain why the air was so full of poison and everything seemed to have been made by the foul magic of technology.

"Tell me," she said. "Is the whole world like this, or is there a place nearby where there are trees and meadows, and running water?"

 

[Ravenloft]

Thomas grinned back, a dumb founded smile on his lips. "No... I mean, I could get into serious trouble for... what we... just did... but... god... it felt good! Um..." he watched her pull on an old, faded AC DC rock band shirt... and nothing else. "Can i... make you feel good?" He figured he was royally screwed as it was, what was offering a little something in return for accepting a sexual favor from this poor unfortunate young lady gonna make worse? "Fair folk? What? Like a carney? Are you a circus performer? Like an acrobat or a contortionist? You sure look physically fit enough. I mean... damn, you look stunning." He paused, wondering what she meant. "Oh, there are plenty of parks around. I could take you to one, if that would make you more comfortable, I guess."