Wolk
The howny wabbit
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Sex is a powerful thing. Everybody knows that. Have you ever asked yourself just how powerful? Well, so did Lord Phallus Magus once, bun unlike the rest of us, he knows the answer. He can't express it in mathematical units, for magic is an art as much as a science, but Magus knows exactly how to absorb magic power from sexual passions.
There is more than anyone can imagine. Before discovering his gift, Magus had almost nothing. Now, on his twenty fifth birthday, he had a humongous castle and enough skill and power to rule the world if he wanted to. And yet, he was only begining.
The castle was as huge as it was dark and gloomy. People from the surrounding countryside avoided this monstrosity, which sprung up overnight not long ago. Most of the huge structure was maintained by summoned creatures and animated skeletons. The only humans in the castle, besides prisoners, which were brought in one in a while, were Magus himself and his little apprentice witch. She loved and marveled at him like a little puppy and was ready to do anything for him. Her powers were nowhere near his, but they were improving and even at this time she was already impressive enough. She could strike down warriors with her fireballs, charm, fly. None of those impressed Magus very much since he was capable of far greater things, but her abilities in bed did. The girl was an insatiable source of exciting, wanton passion, and although she, like everyone else besides Magus, lacked the gift to reap the energy directly, he always gave her enough.
Having finished his magical flight to circle Venus in the form of a spirit, Magus returned to his corporeal body and found himself in the tower of his castle. The walls around him gently glowed magenta. Stretching his beautiful six-foot-tall frame, he ran his hand over his brown hair, which looked very much black in the low light of the castle.
Searching the castle mentally, he found his little witch where he left her hours ago, diligently copying a book. The copying could've been done with a snap of his fingers, but Magus wanted her to learn naturally.
He snapped his fingers and appeared standing on the table facing her, his feet on either side of her book. His black robe was open and underneath it was nothing, but his naked body and a massive erect cock. He bent down and took her by the gorgeous black hair, forcing her to look into his powerful eyes.
"Have you studied well, slut?" He asked. He knew the answer, of course. This exchange was part of the sexual act, which was soon to follow.
"Good. You can finish later." Magus pulled her up to her feet and pulled her head towards his cock forcefully. She knew well what to do from there.
"Put your skill into it, my little cocksucker. Earn your Lord's cum!"
There is more than anyone can imagine. Before discovering his gift, Magus had almost nothing. Now, on his twenty fifth birthday, he had a humongous castle and enough skill and power to rule the world if he wanted to. And yet, he was only begining.
The castle was as huge as it was dark and gloomy. People from the surrounding countryside avoided this monstrosity, which sprung up overnight not long ago. Most of the huge structure was maintained by summoned creatures and animated skeletons. The only humans in the castle, besides prisoners, which were brought in one in a while, were Magus himself and his little apprentice witch. She loved and marveled at him like a little puppy and was ready to do anything for him. Her powers were nowhere near his, but they were improving and even at this time she was already impressive enough. She could strike down warriors with her fireballs, charm, fly. None of those impressed Magus very much since he was capable of far greater things, but her abilities in bed did. The girl was an insatiable source of exciting, wanton passion, and although she, like everyone else besides Magus, lacked the gift to reap the energy directly, he always gave her enough.
Having finished his magical flight to circle Venus in the form of a spirit, Magus returned to his corporeal body and found himself in the tower of his castle. The walls around him gently glowed magenta. Stretching his beautiful six-foot-tall frame, he ran his hand over his brown hair, which looked very much black in the low light of the castle.
Searching the castle mentally, he found his little witch where he left her hours ago, diligently copying a book. The copying could've been done with a snap of his fingers, but Magus wanted her to learn naturally.
He snapped his fingers and appeared standing on the table facing her, his feet on either side of her book. His black robe was open and underneath it was nothing, but his naked body and a massive erect cock. He bent down and took her by the gorgeous black hair, forcing her to look into his powerful eyes.
"Have you studied well, slut?" He asked. He knew the answer, of course. This exchange was part of the sexual act, which was soon to follow.
"Good. You can finish later." Magus pulled her up to her feet and pulled her head towards his cock forcefully. She knew well what to do from there.
"Put your skill into it, my little cocksucker. Earn your Lord's cum!"