The Culmination of Years of Meticulous Research - (Closed for CallMeRikkiRP)

[Nouh_Bdee]

Claudio Praevarix was in one of the city’s many taverns for the fifth time that week. It was far too much...social interaction for his taste, but where else was one to find an unattached young woman. He had a very important purpose, of course. Well, important to him. He had been working on a new area of alchemical research for quite some time, and he was fairly certain that he’d perfected it now. It was the reason he’d decided to pursue magic as a vocation in the first place, the whole point of his years of study and research. IT al led to this, his crowning achievement: addictive semen.

Claudio wasn’t exactly unattractive. His tall, lean body was strong and symmetrical. His pale face, with its angular jaw and high cheekbones, and jet black hair gave him a severe, but mysterious look. The wizard Praevarix simply had an unpleasant personality. He was aware of this, and he’d made his peace with it. He’d concluded it was because he had trouble caring about…people. Their interests and opinions were dull and inconsequential. Their mannerisms, and all the subtleties of conversation, were as a result incomprehensible at best and inane at worst. He wanted companionship and physical intimacy, though, and through a short trial period he’d determined that the likelihood of finding a woman to willingly spend time with him was low.

Therefore, he’d turned to magic to attempt to discover some way to…compel...some hypothetical woman into his life and his bed. Over the ensuing years, he’d had half a dozen prototypes tested on women he’d chosen, but none of them had worked. One woman had been ill after he’d exposed her to his sample, but the others were unharmed, and the unlucky and unwitting subject, a tall, dusky Northerner, had recovered. He’d slipped a healing draught into her rations the next day. He wasn’t a monster, after all.

Now, he was certain he was ready. The formula was perfect. He’d ingested it five days earlier, and in two more days the change to his physiology would be permanent. His...ejaculate...would be addictive to anyone who ingested it. The high they would experience upon ingestion would be mild, but pleasant and calming, and he suspected his potion would even sweeten the flavor. The withdrawals would be decidedly less pleasant, but as long as she partook regularly, she wouldn’t need to worry about it.

All that remained would be to find the “she” in question. That was what his trips to various taverns were for. So far, his high standards had not been met, but that night, he finally saw her. She had a small, delicate frame with breasts the perfect size for her frame. Her long, dark hair hung loose behind her back, just tickling her small, tight ass. Her dress was simple but practical, so Claudio quickly cast an eavesdropping spell. Even though she was across the bar, he could hear her mention that she was travelling through the city alone, with only a hired mercenary to escort her from two kingdoms over. They were stopping for a few days to change horses, and allow the mercenary to complete an errand. Claudio assumed the mercenary would not pursue her if she were to disappear. She had a pleasant, outgoing personality, and Claudio was smitten.

Less than a quarter-hour later, Claudio had spent himself in her glass, having mesmerized the wench who’d poured her wine. The mental image of her ruby lips around his cock in his future had given him the fuel to quickly reach his climax. He returned to the bar to watch her drink her now contaminated wine, knowing that the next day she would feel like shit, and he would be the only person in the world who could help her.

 

[CallMeRikkiRP]

Rikki noticed an odd man watching her from across the tavern. He wasn't particularly attractive, but something about him drew her attention. As she drank her 4th cup of wine, she noticed a slightly odd taste... but she dismissed it as nothing.

The next morning she woke up and felt like crap. It was far worse than 4 cups of wine could account for. She went out seeking the local cleric, only to find there was only a wizard. She went to meet him and found it was the man from before. "Hello?" Rikki said tentatively...

 

[Nouh_Bdee]

Claudio suppressed a greedy smile when he saw that his chosen woman had come to his tower so early. She was red-faced and puffy-eyed and she looked miserable, but no less stunning for it.

“Oh my, I believe I can tell why you’re here: overindulged last night?”

He gestured for her to enter with a bow, his arm outstretched.

“The wizard Praevarix at your service.” It was tiring trying to sound so friendly. “Please, have a seat and I’ll mix up a potion for you right away, Miss…?”

The bottom floor of his tower was a small sitting room with upholstered chairs facing each other in the center. He swept his arm toward them and stepped back through the door to the tower’s stairwell. For a normal potion-seeking customer, he would have gone upstairs to his alchemy equipment to brew their commissioned items, but for her, all he needed was a glass of water and a few minutes. His cock was already more than hard enough in anticipation of needing to use his hands for the last time. He quickly rubbed it until the water in his glass was tainted with his spending, and then he was back out into the sitting room to hand his acquisition the fix she required.

“Don’t worry about any payment. A traveler to our fair city should be shown only the finest hospitality.” The smile on his face hurt his cheeks, but he wasn’t quite ready to drop the mask. If everything went according to plan, that would be tomorrow.

 

[CallMeRikkiRP]

Rikki was a little worried at the man's plastered on smile, but he was probably a recluse after all and not used to visitors. "Miss..." "Rikki. Rikki Moonglade. And no, I had only 4 cups of wine, which hardly ever makes me tipsy. I must be coming down with something..." He returned with a clear-ish glass of potion that tasted a bit like that last cup of wine... but of course it was only her imagination. It actually wasn't that bad, for medicine. Almost immediately she felt better. "Thank you, sir." She said with a genuine smile.

Rikki left and found Ysir, the mercinary she'd hired to gaurd her travels. "Ysir, how are the horses?" She asked the brutish man as politely as she could manage. "Fucking piles of shit! Every last horse in this fucking town is worse than the tired out shit we rode in on! Our only option is to wait for these horses to recover a bit. 2 more days, I'd say." Rikki winced at all the colorful language. "2 days? Goodness, my wares' values could drop 4 gold pieces in 2 days!" "Well, get over it if you don't want to be fucking stranded in the woods when the horses die from exhaustion." He grumbled. Rikki had to admit he made a fair point. She returned to the inn and extended their stay 2 more days with the inn-keeper and began getting more comfortable in her small room.

 

[Nouh_Bdee]

Claudio spent the rest of the day pacing up and down his tower, tingling with nervous energy. He was finally going to have a woman! She was going to show up the next morning needing his cum, and this time he would make her get it from the source. Just the thought gave him an erection that came and went for hours, but he refrained from touching himself. He wanted her to be the one to relieve his pressure. Rikki Moonglade...

He tossed and turned briefly that night as he lay in his bed. The anticipation had him fidgeting, his brain galloping like a prize stallion. When he finally fell asleep, he dreamed of those ruby red lips of Rikki’s, kissing his pelvis as his cock spent itself in the back of her throat.

 

[CallMeRikkiRP]

Rikki awoke the next morning to a splitting headache and nausea. Oh bloody ashes... I didn't drink anything but water yesterday! I really must be sick. She thought as she rolled out of bed and got dressed to see that wizard... what was his name again? Praevarix? Something like that.

Rikki arrived and must have looked a little like a drenched, underfed, depressed kitten, for his smile was almost genuine today. Pity does that to the best of us. She sat down and explained the situation. He nodded almost eagerly and bid her come to a back room. As Rikki stepped in, she heard the lock click behind her.

 

[Nouh_Bdee]

The back room was a recovery room for people who needed more intensive magical care than simply drinking a potion could provide. That was why a small lounger sat against one of the walls, and a small pump that connected to the well was installed above a bucket. It and the waiting room Rikki had seen the day before were the only rooms on the ground floor.

As Claudio turned the lock, Rikki would see his smile shift. Now, it was more...predatory, colder. That was just the natural expression of how he was feeling, though: there was no need to be impolite.

“Please, Rikki, have a seat.” Claudio gestured to the lounger behind her. The wizard unbuckled his cloak and shrugged it to the stone floor. Underneath, he wore a light linen tunic and a loose-fitting pair of silk pants. He leaned against a cupboard.

“We need to discuss what’s ailing you.”

He let her speak before he corrected her.

“You’re not ill, Rikki. These are the symptoms of withdrawal from an addictive substance.”

His smile got a little wider. “I know that because I slipped it to you in your wine the night before last.”

 

[CallMeRikkiRP]

Well. That made sense, at least. Now Rikki was trapped in this room with this psychopath. That brought up another point. Rikki screamed loudly as she pulled 2 knives from her boots and threw them at the 'wizard.' She pulled 2 more from her sleeves and bolted to the door, wedging a knife between the door and the doorjamb. The other came down as hard as she could swing onto the lock. Nothing happened. Well, she thought. At least I'm not dying or whatever without a fight. She pulled 2 more knives from between her shoulder blades and took up a fighting stance, back against the door.

 

[Nouh_Bdee]

The knives Rikki threw bounced off the shimmering air in front of the wizard Praevarix and clattered to the floor. He turned toward her with an imperious smile. “I’ll forgive this little…” He waved his hand in front of him. “outburst, because I want our relationship to begin on the right foot.” Claudio gestured to the lounger. “Would you like to have a seat or shall I be required to restrain you?”

He mentally readied a stun spell to use in case she attacked.

 

[CallMeRikkiRP]

Rikki should have known the knives wouldn't hit. "What do you want with me?" She asked steadily, not relaxing her gaurd but not attacking either.

 

[Nouh_Bdee]

Claudio raised one dark, thin eyebrow. He considered telling her the whole story, but he was confident she wouldn't believe him. Plus, it might not hurt to let her think she could leave afterward for a little longer.

“You’re a beautiful woman, Rikki. Surely you can imagine what I might want…” His lips were twisted in a devious grin.

 

[CallMeRikkiRP]

"If you just want sex, why go to all this trouble? I'm not leaving here, am I? Why didn't you just cast a spell or something?" Rikki demanded. Her heart sank. It all clicked together. He had cum in her drink! That was nasty! If she ever made it out alive, she'd never drink something she didn't prepare ever again. Rikki weighed her options. Attack, likely get harmed. Relent, definitely get raped. Attack was sounding much better with every second that passed. Even if she died, at least she'd die pure. But... allow herself to be raped, then wait for his guard to drop, escape, and not die... That was more likely to work. Or... ... she could willingly have sex with this strangely attractive man, then be his forever and ever. No! Under no circumstances! If she was going to be trapped as a man's pet, he'd have to break her, slowly and painstakingly.

 

[Nouh_Bdee]

Rikki had more fight in her than Claudio had expected, and he began to reconsider his plan. Perhaps one more day of freedom would be a good way to break her will and leave her more...pliable. He was sure that pain would be a necessary part of the process, but he thought the pain would be more effective if she knew that she had tried freedom and failed, willingly coming back to his tower.

“Of course you can leave, Rikki,” Claudio said cheerfully, his crocodile smile wide.

He unclasped his silk pants and pulled out his cock. When it hardened, the organ was modest, a bit under six inches and of slightly below average girth. Currently it was soft and limp, thus even smaller. Correcting that would be Rikki’s job.

“Suck my cock. Swallow my seed. And you’ll have your potion, and you’re more than welcome to be on your way.”

He had no idea if she knew that his cum would be that potion or not. He also had no idea whether or not she knew that his offer was hollow. Oh, he would allow her to leave, but she would walk out knowing that only his semen would relieve the symptoms of her withdrawal. She would be back.

 

[CallMeRikkiRP]

Rikki gritted her teeth. What was to stop her from running off? Eventually she would no longer be addicted to his semen. She knew she was only telling herself that. But the man before her was really quite handsome. Rikki thought that under different circumstances, she might have loved this man. Why shouldn't she love him? He'd clearly gone to a lot of work to have her.
Rikki stepped forward. She leaned in and kissed the wizard. It was surprisingly good. Rikki knelt and took his cock in her hand, gently waking it up. It didn't take much. She looked up at Praevarix and willingly took his cock into her mouth. She sucked and massaged and licked until he came in her mouth. She swallowed. The headache vanished. Rikki stood and said cheerfully, "Well! That was actually quite nice." She kissed him again and sat down on the couch, obediently waiting for him to speak.

 

[Nouh_Bdee]

Claudio wasn’t surprised by how much better Rikki’s lips and tongue felt than his hand. He may have built the idea of getting his cock sucked in his mind, but the experience did not disappoint, Or maybe Rikki was just really good. Claudio had no way to tell, but either way he was pleased with her performance.

What was surprising was how nice Rikki’s first kiss was. He hadn’t instructed her to do that, but he didn’t mind. The kiss was…nice. Less nice was her second kiss. He could taste a bit of the salty and sweet flavor of his seed on her tongue. He was immune to its addictive effects, of course, but she couldn’t have known that.

Claudio narrowed his eyes at her as she sat on the couch. “In the future, after you have swallowed my cum, you will either ask permission to kiss me or clean your mouth first. Is that understood?”

Once that issue was resolved, Claudio decided to address the fact that Rikki seemed to have suddenly become much more compliant.

“I take it you’ve decided not to take me up on my generous offer to leave? Do you not think it rude to turn down such magnanimity?”

 

[CallMeRikkiRP]

"Magnanimous? You put pretty much poison in my food, and you think you're magnanimous?" Rikki rolled her eyes. Men. "We both know I'd just have to come back tomorrow. And the second kiss was payback for landing me in this. I now consider us even. And," she added reluctantly, "I actually quite like you. It's sweet, in a twisted, demented way, that you'd go to all this trouble for me." Rikki grinned at him. "I think I might even come to love you, if you're not careful."

 

[Nouh_Bdee]

Claudio didn’t know what to say to her confession, so he essentially ignored it. It was easier to focus on her other words.

“Even!? Oh, Rikki, allow me to cure your delusions. Our relationship will not be even. I am the wizard Praevarix, and you'll be here to serve me. There will be rules you must live by, and there will be punishments for breaking those rules.”

He stepped closer, and immobilized her body with a wave of his hand, leaving only her head unfrozen.

“In fact, I think it best you learn that lesson now. I’m a man who believes in choices, despite what you may think of me, so I’ll give you a choice of punishments. One hour of fine art or a spanking: three swats. Choose now.”

His expression was severe, but almost disinterested. Rikki was still a beautiful and impressive woman, but his post-orgasmic clarity allowed him to remember how much more powerful he was than her.

 

[CallMeRikkiRP]

"Nice dodge." Rikki noted appreciatively. "Well, you seem much more excited about the art, and whatever it is has to be more dignified than a spanking. Let's go with that." Oddly, she felt more turned on by his threats and dispassion than his bare cock. "And since you you dodged my earlier statement, let me rephrase. I love you." She looked him straight in the eyes as she spoke. "Now, if you please, what's your first name? Praevarix is too hard to say."

 

[Nouh_Bdee]

Claudio narrowed his eyes at the woman suspended in the air in front of him. Even faced with the potential displeasure of a mage as powerful as he, she still had the courage or will to maintain her snarky attitude. He admired that about her, but that didn’t mean he would let it go unpunished. It wasn’t enough to ruin how happy he was that she’d chosen “fine art,” though. He was definitely going to enjoy her time with that.

As impressive as he was, she had only met him the day before, and most of what she knew about him was that he’d forced her into a dependency on him, so he wasn’t sure what she meant by telling him she loved him. No one had ever loved him. Of course, the plan was for her to love him, but not this quickly. This was early enough to make him suspicious.

“I don’t know what you’re hoping to gain with your feeble attempt to play on my sympathies, but it won’t get you any light treatment from me.” His voice was cold and firm. “And as far as you’re concerned, my name is ‘Sir.’ Anything else is something you may get the chance to earn.”

Now he smiled, a crooked twist of his pale lips. “It will be nice to appreciate some art, but first it’s time for me to tell you about the first rule for you in your new life here.”

With another flourish of his hand, Rikki would find herself lowered to the floor and free to move her body again.

“Clothing is a privilege you must earn from now on, Rikki.”

He looked her in the eyes, a hint of genuine mirth creeping into his smirk at the thought of seeing her naked body.

“Strip.”

He was very much looking forward to the sight. He had guesses about what she looked like under her clothes, and he was confident he would be pleased with her body.

“Don’t worry about the cold. The tower is enchanted to always feel like it’s a perfectly comfortable temperature.”

He made no move to turn around or give her any privacy. Why would he?

 

[CallMeRikkiRP]

Rikki shrugged. If he wouldn't believe her, whatever. "Ok." Rikki quickly stripped down to nothing, and even took her hair out of the ponytail and dropped the ribbon to the ground. "What is it you want of me, sir?" Rikki immediately cursed her sarcastic tone. Why did everything she said sound like that?! Rikki tried to adopt a penitent look, but she could feel that it just came out mocking. "For the Nines' sake! I'm sorry, sir, but I can't not be snarky! I really don't mean anything by it! It just happens."

 

[Nouh_Bdee]

Claudio walked over to the worried young woman, openly admiring naked body. He smiled as he cupped one of her perfect breasts. She was a petite little thing, small enough to make her small tits look larger than they were. Her ass was small, too, but fit. He pinched one pink little nipple, but not hard enough to hurt, just enjoying her body. He leaned close to her, whispering despite the fact that they were alone.

“I’ll forgive you this time, Rikki, and I’ll help you gain control of your tone. Don’t worry. You’re mine now, and I won’t leave you unperfected. Besides, I don’t want to take away all your…fire. I simply want to control and direct it.”

With a light slap on her ass he turned, knowing she would follow him. There was one main room on each floor of the tower, and most floors had a small secondary room. A stairway circled around the southern face of the stone cylinder. Claudio led Rikki up one flight of stairs to the dining room, which had a small kitchen on the same floor. He paused at the doorway to address Rikki.

“You will not return to the ground floor without my express permission. Other than that and my study, which I’ll point out to you this evening, you are free to roam the tower at will. Unless I have specifically instructed you otherwise, that is.”

He showed her the kitchen in the back. It had several practical enchantments, including a chest that was kept magically cool on the inside, and a stone circle with a crystal embedded in the front which was capable of getting hotter than a roaring fire. Claudio showed Rikki how to use these and then gave her another command.

“From now on, you’ll be cooking all our meals, unless I state otherwise. Today for example, I’ll be making lunch for us as soon as we get your fine art session started. Come with me.”

Claudio led Rikki back to the dining room and to the head of his small table, where a curious set of equipment was fastened securely to the wall. There were ten short cylinders wrapped in leather that stuck out from the stone, and a padded leather strap that hung next to them. Without a word, Claudio reached down to Rikki’s waist and lifted her into the air effortlessly. He wasn’t a physically weak man, in fact he kept his body in quite fit shape, but he also used enchantments to make him strong enough that the petite woman was light as a feather. He could have lifted her entirely by magic, but he wanted to feel her thighs and waist in his soft hands.

Once she was maneuvered into position, Claudio left her there, suspended in the air, and adjusted the leather-wrapped cylinders. Each one was quite thick and sturdy, and they were actually adjustable in their position on the wall. Claudio moved three of them to each of her legs, pinning them in place and easily supporting Rikki’s weight. Two more went to each of her arms. Next, the wizard pulled the strap across her middle to latch it to an iron ring on the other side of her body, tightening it as tightly as was comfortable for her. The entire rig was designed to hold her in place as comfortably as possible, suspended against the wall in front of his dining table, just like a human piece of fine art.

Claudio pulled an hourglass seemingly out of nowhere and flipped it over. “Fine art does not move. Fine art does not speak. Fine art stays motionless and beautiful until the time is up. If a piece of art were to move or speak, then I believe I would flip the hourglass and start the time over, or possibly record some spankings for when my slave is no longer art. I have not yet decided. But, I’m sure I won’t have to do that. Because this piece of art is a good piece of art who won’t move or speak.” He said those words with the utmost confidence in his voice, but if Rikki couldn’t manage, then he was happy to come up with some proper incentives for next time.

He turned around, muttering as he walked into the kitchen. “It’ll be nice to have some art to look at while I eat.”

It took him nearly half the hour to make his food, a beef stew. He made enough for Rikki, too. He’d chosen the meal because it could be messy, which he hoped to take advantage of when Rikki had her turn to eat later. He didn’t hear anything for the first half hour, and when he walked out he found her holding up rather well. He could barely see a slight sheen of perspiration on her brow from the exertion. He couldn’t decide whether he wanted her to fail in her efforts to be still and silent or not. He wordlessly sat down on the other side of the table, watching her as he ate. His gaze was discerning and appreciative, just like he was looking at a fine portrait, oil on canvas.

 

[CallMeRikkiRP]

Rikki decided that she would not move. Not even if he tickled her. Through pure stubbornness, she remained unmoving except for blinking, silent but for breathing. For the whole hour. She played mind games to keep herself occupied. She had once been in jail (by accident, long story) and had figured out how to keep her mind busy so the seconds didn't weigh so heavily on her. Rikki hung, patient, dwelling deep within her consciousness in a place where time had no meaning.

 

[Nouh_Bdee]

When the hour was almost up, Claudio disappeared into the kitchen and emerged with another steaming bowl of stew and a hunk of crusty bread. He sat it on the table and took off his clothes, walking over to his wall-mounted art with a smirk thinking about why she might assume he’d disrobed.

Rikki had done very well to remain unmoving for her first session on the wall, so Claudio stroked her cheek with his palm and gave her a morsel of praise.

“Well done, my art.” More than that would have been too indulgent since she was on the wall as punishment in the first place.

Then he unbuckled the strap and lifted Rikki off the mount with his hands on her thighs, holding her to his body as he lowered her to the ground and made sure she was steady on her feet. It was the first thing he’d done with her that could be described as gentle and tender, but it wouldn’t be the last. As long as she was obedient, of course.

Once Rikki was standing on her own two feet, Claudio walked back to his chair, which her bowl of stew was sitting in front of. With one pat to his naked thigh, he instructed her to sit and eat.

“You must be hungry...Don’t spill a drop.”

 

[CallMeRikkiRP]

Rikki wobbled for a moment and caught her balance. When her new master indicated that she sit in his naked lap, she hesitated for just a split second, then walked over and carefully sat.
Rikki ate the stew very carefully, expecting some kind of trick or trap. She was very hungry, but forced herself to slow down and eat cautiously.
When the last crumb of bread went down with the final sip of soup without a bit wasted, she looked back at her master triumphantly. "I did it, sir!" Rikki said happily.

 

[Nouh_Bdee]

Claudio loved the feeling of Rikki’s naked ass against his cock. He was poking her with a raging erection the whole time that she was concentrating on her lunch. He wanted to run his hands along her arms and legs, feel her soft skin, but he restrained himself. He didn’t want her claiming he’d made her spill. He was hoping she would spill, though. Still, he was amused when she boasted of her success. “Yes, you did Rikki. Good girl,” he said dispassionately.

Then, as much as he wanted to sit like that for hours, he gave her a light slap on the ass to indicate that she should stand. “Look in the kitchen, Rikki. Is there anything you need to make us dinner that is not present in the kitchen? You should also plan for several more days.” His voice was firm, but not harsh. He was simply advising her of his expectations for her. “You’re responsible for maintaining a shopping list now. Once a week I will collect what’s on the list, and unless there’s a reason for a special trip you’ll have to make do with what’s in stock otherwise. Understood?”

Once he trusted her to leave the tower, she would be doing the shopping, but she was at least going to have to earn the right to dress first.