The End Result

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OOC:
Somewhere deep in the castle,the power ebbed and flowed, as if powerful waves from the ocean would pound the beach with a rythym that increased in tempo. As the secret words were uttered by Maretus(the sorceress)she knew as the cadence reached a fevered pitch that she would never again be able to attempt that which she was so near completing, (the creation of a man) to quench the
lust that had burned within her since her sexual awakening at an early age.

Though she had since then,possessed many lovers, none were able to put out the raging fire that burnt within her.Yes,the flames had been fanned, they had been beaten back many times,only to return,and knaw at her with a constant desire.An
aching so wanton,that for one year,she had abstained from having sex with men in order to gather her strength,study the spells,and practice the speaking that would create(Artemus).The man who could finally give her the orgasm she knew
existed.The sexual coupling that would fulfill her and make her*complete*.

...The chanting reached the final stage,the sounds that came forth from her were only to be understood by her, and the power that sustained her.

The last word was not mumbled,it was not spoken with meekness,it was shouted with triumph.

~~~***ARTEMUS***~~~! ! !

...At the spoken name,a grey mist swirled from the ancient stones of the castle,and began to form a solid shape directly in front of her.The form of a
man.While watching the form take shape,and as she gazed at the completed man that stood before her, she felt the weakness invade her.It was done!

...At last,she would have what she craved.The mating that she had dreamed of all her life.

IC:
As I stood before what looked like a womans form, enveloped by a cape of shimmering colors,I wondered not only how I became here,but also,who she was and what face lay hidden beneath the hooded cape.Only a moment passed till she untied the cape,shrugged it off her shoulders,and cast it to the side revealing.................

 

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Maretus looked upon her creation with a sense of pride. He was perfect in every way. Undoing her hood, she cast it to the side revealing her dark, shoulder length hair and equally dark eyes, letting him examine her even as she examined him. Not addressing him right away, she took a moment to walk around him studying him from every angle, the pride as well as a rising heat building within her. This was it, this was what she had been waiting for and there would be no flaws like those that had come befor him because she had made him with no flaws. He was built to her specifications with one desire, one goal...to please her, to become her soul mate and it would be a glorious union, she would see to it.

Standing in front of him she met his inquiring eyes exaulting in the intelligence she saw behind them. "My name is Maretus and I am your creator," She said "Your name is Artemus and you were made by me to serve me. You are my greatest creation and you may feel pride in that fact. Your sole purpose in life is to please me, to give me what no other man could but which you were specifically made for. I assure you, you will enjoy that task."

She smiled as she saw him take in all of what she said, processing it and understanding it. He truly was a great work. "You may now speak and you may address me as Lady Maretus whenever you do speak. Know this, I made you my equal in every way except one...status. You are to serve me and I shall take pleasure in your service knowing that you are my equal in every way."

 

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ARTEMUS

As my mind cleared to set in a razor sharp state,
I heard her speak for the first time."My name is Maretus and I am your creator," She said "You were made by me to serve me. You are my greatest creation and you may feel pride in that fact. Your sole purpose in life is to please me, to give me what no other man could but which you were specifically made for. I assure you, you will enjoy that task."

Upon hearing her precisely spoken words,my body began to react immediately.Standing naked before her,with my light blue eyes fixed on her lovely
face,I felt my penis begin to fill with blood and rise to arc slightly a full seven inches.

"You may now speak and you may address me as Lady Maretus whenever you do speak. Know this, I made you my equal in every way except one...status. You are to serve me and I shall take pleasure in your service knowing that you are my equal in every way."

Fighting off the lust coursing throughout me,I knew I must possess this woman,but when I did,it would be on my terms,and not at her command.I
answered her with a tone of authority that caused her face to display an expression of puzzlement. "Yes Lady Maretus,I understand what duty I must perform,and I will perform it willingly,but till that moment arrives,you may address me as Lord Artemus,is that understood?!!

 

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Maretus looked at Artemis in surprise and a bit of shock and then a smile spread across her face and she threw her head back, laughing. "Ah, you really are my equal...even to my ego. I should have seen to that before your creation. However, what is done is done and I will take care of that problem with alternative methods. I think I might even enjoy employing those alternate methods to bring your ego under my control."

Stepping forward, she began to stroke his hardened manhood smiling at him all the while. "Is this not proof enough that you cannot resist me or my will? Doesn't your body tell you that you are mine to control? Your mind can repeat the words but it cannot make your body belive you are anything but my servant...my mate. Stop fighting it, my creation. It will be much more pleasurable if you just accept your place in life." Stepping closer, trapping his erection between them but not touching him except to keep stroking his shaft, she smiled wickedly at him. "You cannot deny what you are, Artemus. You can fight it but you cannot deny it."

 

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ARTEMUS

Upon hearing her words, "Ah, you really are my equal ...even to my ego. I should have seen to that before your creation.However, what is done is done and I will take care of that problem with
alternative methods. I think I might even enjoy employing those alternate methods to bring your ego under my control."

As she stepped forward and grasped my steel hard rod,arcing up it's full 7",I could tell this was a battle that would not be easily won.My knees weakened and my legs trembled as she sroked my throbbing shaft.The pre cum jettisoned out as she squeezed my member tightly with both of her elegant hands.Sliding them back and forth over the velvet like slickness,I yearned for her to continue the delicious actions,but I knew if she did,...I was lost!

"Is this not proof enough that you cannot resist me or my will? Doesn't your body tell you that you are mine to control? Your mind can repeat the words but it cannot make your body belive you are anything but my servant...my mate.Stop fighting it, my creation. It will be much more pleasurable if you just accept your place in life."

Feeling helpless in her grasp,I determined to show her I was in complete control of my conscious actions.As she stepped closer and said,"You cannot deny what you are, Artemus. You can fight it but you cannot deny it."Had she not smiled in such a wicked way,I might have succumbed to her will at that very moment,for I was truly in an aroused state.

Quickly I spun to the right,and as I did,her slickened fists could not maintain their hold on me.As the connection broke,I felt my strength return to me in full.My determination to be my own man came back in a sudden surge,and seeing a full set of leathers neatly folded on a nearby table,I swiftly moved to don the garments,and as I slipped on the last boot,I heard her begin to curse me behind my back.

I never looked back as I unbolted the two latches, and strode out the massive steel door,not knowing where I was headed,but only to get away from the alluring power that beckoned my body to do as she commanded.

Climbing the stairway of ancient stones two steps at a bound,I hurried past one door and raced to put distance between us.The farther away from her presence,the stronger I felt,...the more in control of my being,causing me to increase my ascent that much faster.

A short corridor leading to a large open room, appeared as I gained the landing at the top of the stairs.As I rushed the short distance to enter the room,my eyes slowly adjusted from the dimness of the corridor to the well lit area which had ten
brightly burning torches attached firmly to the four surrounding walls.

Upon further investigations,I found many pieces of equipment,some of which denoted devices of torture, large wheels with fastenings,steel shackles of various sorts and sizes,leather masks with drawstrings,leather gloves and cuffs,cloth and leather blind folds,various laces and assorted leather thongs of every length.

There were two stretching racks,one quite large, and the other smaller,as if built for a maiden.
Upon further inquiry,I could only find the entrance of which I had so recently arrived.As I stood there in the middle of the room.I pondered as to how I might escape the castle.

Remembering I had passed a closed door halfway up the stone staircase,I turned and headed back toward the dimly lit corridor.I planned to descend to that level and see what lay beyond that door,when a noise from within the semi-darkened
passageway caused me to abrubtly come to a skidding halt.Upon hearing no further sounds,I
cautiously stepped forward to peer into the shadowy darkness,and to my surprise,I saw Maretus standing confidently in the flickering dimness.Her whip tightly coiled in her right fist.


I shivered at the lust boiling through my loins, unable to still the pounding of my heart. I quickly ducked around the corner,and slammed my back into the safety of the wall, out of sight from the corridor.As I stood there,wide stanced, feet planted firmly apart,I pressed my arms backward to feel the solid stone of the ancient wall.Tilting my head back I shut my eyes.~TRAPPED~

I felt like a wild creature captured, fresh from the freedom of running with abandonment,and suddenly slammed into a cage with nowhere to go.
The torches lighting the room so brightly,also gave out enormous measures of heat.Heat which had soaked my body,and I felt the trickles of
perspiration begin to trail downward from my open arm pits,and begin to seep slowly down my side.

I stood there it seemed for hours,but in reality, could only have been minutes.I pondered the possibility of my being insane."Why",I asked myself,"was it so damned important for me to not give in to her demand?"

As I opened my eyes again,I saw in one corner of the room,a large wineskin that looked to be full,and my lips being parched,my throat dry, I hurried to pick it up and tilt it to my mouth.
The stream of sweetness was more than welcome, as I greedily gulped it down.The wine trickled from my mouth in a blazing trail of wetness down the
outside of my elongated neck,to swirl teasingly through the hairs on my exposed chest.

Immediately,I felt a weakneess pervade me,and at the same time,I dimly saw three maidens approach me from the corridor entranceway.Their beauty, though considerable,was less than that of Maretus.
Each one of a different color hair.The leading young maid,a deep burgundy red,the next a chestnut brown,and following her was an ash-white haired
beauty.They were all nude except for a band of silver tightly clasped around their neck.Each band had a loose ring firmly attached,as if they could be fastened to a restrainment.

My knees began to buckle,and I felt their strong hands support me, and lead me a few steps before allowing me to collapse on a nearby table. I quickly fell into a deep slumber,and when I awoke,I saw the three maidens standing above my head,their firm breasts dancing as they giggled and pointed toward my loins.

Upon trying to raise my head and look,I found I was tightly secured to,"The Rack."The constraints imposed upon me were not tight,but they were secure.I could see my penis arced upward to its full seven inches,as they had stripped me bare before placing me in restraint.

The redhead said to the other two,"Look he has awakened!"Laying there,I wondered what the three had in mind to do,for I was completely at their
mercy.

 

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Maretus sat back in her private chambers watching the three handmaidens doing exactly what she had directed them to do from the crystal mirror there. He would soon find out that he could not get complete fulfillment without her any more than she could get complete fulfillment without him. They truly were equals...even down to that small detail.

She could still feel the slickness of his shaft, smell the musky odor of him as she pressed up against him and she was going to make him suffer the same as she had when trying to find the perfect lover. She was going to make him beg her to take him as her servant if only to relieve the aching trobbing in his loins and the heaviness of his swollen sacs for she knew that he would not be able to orgasm for another. No matter how hard her pretty handmaidens tried, they would not be able to coax it from him. A smile played on her lips as she sat back, clad only in her leather outfit, her whip resting under her chin as she watched.

The redhead was stroking Artemis' hard member, making it swell and pulse all the more while the blonde girl was stroking his chest and sides, her mouth working on the flesh along his neck, sending trendils of fire through his skin and the brunette was standing by his head, her mouth on his, letting her soft tongue invade and explore his mouth, dueling with his tongue even as her hands stroked his hair, dampened by his attempted escape. They would drive him to the edge of pleasure...pushing him to the brink of the cliff where he would find it impossible to jump off into the rushing waters below. He would only build himself up to a painful need for the release only she could give. The thought made her smile broaden. And then, when he was pleading for her to give him that release she would...oh yes, she would...she would come to him, soothe him and calm his soul as her hand stroked him, giving him that blessed relief...only to order her handmaidens to again bring him to that painful peak. Only by his learning that she was his true mate...that she was his salvation...could she bend that strong will of his to her own.

Oh, yes...this was going to be a pleasure to watch!

 

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Artemus

The strength in my limbs slowly returned to near normal,as the maidens began to lavish my body with attention.My member still standing erect,seemed near bursting as the red haired maiden caressed and stroked it playfully.Teasingly she would grasp it firmly,start to jack it roughly up and down so fast,her hand would only be a blur.Then releasing it completely,She would turn to look at a mirror on the wall,...as if waiting for instructions.My cock quivered and throbbed as it stood upright,unattended,thrusting mightily in its surging swollen state.She repeated the ritual so many times,I lost count!

The pain of my swollen penis,...unable to release the pent up liquids,and causing my testicles to feel as if they must surely burst,was excruciating!I felt the soft pouty lips of the light haired maiden all over my upper torso,her hair teasingly caressing my skin as she fluttered her hands easily over my tautened tense muscles.

The brown haired vixen was expertly fucking my mouth with her tongue.Lashing my wet cavern in such a way as to make me visually see my cock charging down her throat to pour spurt after spurt of my hot seed far past her warm ripe lips.

My body shook and trembled with need! I had to find release!My eyes beckoned for the red haired maiden to finish me off,give me aid in my moment of need.Smiling,she looked once more at the mirror,then nodding her head slightly,...began pumping her fist up and down around the slick, cum covered rod."Oh God YES!" I cried,"Harder,... faster you bitch,...Oh FUCK,...FASTER!" All three of the maids increased their efforts to help me plunge over the edge.The brown haired temptress,...instead of kissing my mouth,began whispering soft fuck words in my ears.Sticking her tongue wetly in my ear,...then whisper again.

They each pursued their task with abandon.The wet slapping noise of the fist pounding my cock bounced loudly off the stone walls.My body heaved and strained with the torment of being so CLOSE!I sweated and cursed,I groaned then SCREAMED,and SUDDENLY,...I felt it,...the flood gates had opened,...the river of molten lava was churning in a heated race to see which part would spew forth first.All eyes,including mine,were riveted to my steel hard member,...it throbbed and pulsed as if it were truly alive,a being of its own right.When I surged against my shackles and bucked my hips violently upwards,The women stepped back a pace to see,...(a tiny drop of liquid weakly roll off the turgid head of my shaft).Myself having viewed the incompleteness of my orgasm,I raged my anger against all the gods,Maretus,and the women in attendance.I cursed as a madman!Thoughtless ragings poured out of my mouth.My entire body was a writhing mass of pain!The brown haired maid whispered urgently in my ear,"Hold on dear Artemus,...she is coming,...hold on,...soon she will come to your aid,...just hold on!"

 

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I smiled as he cursed against all around him including me. The smile was dark and grim and there was no humor or lightness in it at all. It was all going according to plan. He was yelling curses now but he would soon be begging for my touch, knowing that it was the only thing that would release him just as I had cried to the gods so many nights in my chambers praying for some release myself. The only problem was that the sight of the women working on him had affected me as much as him. I stood there before the mirror forcing myself to watch even as the desire to be there myself washed over me in an almost blinding wave.

"Leave him," I said into the mirror as much to give myself relief as to torture him and Melody, the red head nodded and signaled to Lacey (the blonde) and Naru (the brunette) and all three left him there laying still strapped upon the table, heedless of the cries that chased them from the room. The door was shut and barred and I sat and watched over him as he lay there struggling with the overwhelming sensations, feelings and emotions that attacked him. I let him lay there for two hours stewing in his incompleteness as I did the same so many doors away from him, watching through the mirror.

After those two hours were up I sent in my trio once again and once again they sensually attacked every part of his body, now trading places and showing him that all were equally talented in bringing men to the brink of madness. I was also brought to that brink and had to fight to regain composure as I watched them stroke his cock to hardness the vision of it thrust into me and giving me the release I so crave constantly before me.

Again the result was the same and again they were dismissed to leave him for a time. Throughout the night this was repeated, myself watching over him the whole time until sometime after dawn the girls left him again to go to their own chambers and sleep while I watched the mirror to see if he would break. If he would call my name for salvation. For the salvation that both of us craved.

 

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Artemus

Naru had lied to me, Maretus wasn't coming. The maids had all done their best, but Naru had lied to me, I would get even with her, and I knew how I would do it. The plan had come forth as they once again set about their task of torturing me, yes it was torture.My wrists and ankles were bloody from straining against the shackles that bound me. I tensed as once more a cavern of heated wetness enveloped my rigid manhood.

Over and over the maids had changed positions, each ones tongue had trailed over every square inch of my body they had access to. The one thought that kept me sane was, there MUST be relief somewhere, somehow. "Fuck, could it be true," I asked myself,"Could Maretus hold the only key to my orgasm,...the only one qualified to accept my seed?"

Artemus shivered again as his cock leaped upward,trying to go that extra inch to secure the needed climax. He bellowed loudly again as the fiery pussy gripped his member with amazing strength.Babbling incoherently,they soon departed. The room was silent and still,except times Artemus could no longer stand to be still,his burgeoning cock demanding movement of some kind,even the waft of air as he slung his hips side to side.

Off and on he had slept,mabe 15 minutes, maybe 5, maybe an hour, but there had been no rest for his tortured soul. The blood pounded ceaselessly in his ears, each pump of his heart brought a maddening twitch to his member. Cursing the God's that be,cursing Naru*for she had lied to him*,Artemus finally broke.

"MARRRRRRRRRRRREEEEEEEEEEEEEEETTTTUUUUUUUUUSSSSSS"

"Come to me you slutty whore,...you controlling bitch,...come to me. Come get your fucking reward you cunt! YES Damn you,...I know you can hear me,...come to me...come suck this poison from my body with your greedy lips. Ohhhhhhh, wait till I get my hands on you, you siren from hell. Yes,... I want you, I need you, isn't THAT what you wanted to hear,you BITCH?"

Finished brandishing his tongue about, Artemus began to strain like he had never strained since he had been created. From the tendons starkly sticking out to his toes, to the snake like pumping of his jugular vein. He concentrated not just on one shackle as he had before, but NOW it was an all encompassing expansion of himself. His mighty muscles flexed and filled with blood. One last effort and he KNEW he would be free.

 

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I cringed as he called my name. No love or desire accompanied his call. He hated me and that was pointed out in his next words as he lashed out at me with all the hate that had built up during the night.

Was this what I had wanted? No, no it wasn't but I couldn't put my finger on what it was I did want. I knew that it was not him on these terms though. Setting my jaw I disappeared from my own chambers to appear by his side, my eyes locked upon his sweating, straining body.

"Stay still," I said in a low tone as I reached out and began stroking his manhood lighty, letting my fingers play upon the skin almost lovingly...that is if I had ever had any love to give which I never had. Gently pumping the tight, throbbing shaft I tried to soothe him the best I could.

"You had to learn that I am the only one that can quell this desire in you," I said as my hand moved over his cock, squeezing at the base and then running up to the head where my fingers played at the soft flesh there. "It was the only way you could know that I spoke the truth. No one can give you relief from this except me, Artemus. This is the reason you were created and it can be so good if you let it be."

My hand was moving along his cock faster and my other hand reached down to fondle and sqeeze his sac which was full to bursting with his seed. How I wanted so much to use my tongue and mouth on his swelling organ but I did not. He would think that he had directed me to do it by his words and I would not have him thinking he could direct me in anything. For now my hands would have to do and, afterward, if he could but come to me on my terms...those I had set in the beginning...then I could show him pleasures unimaginable.

 

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Artemus

Had I slept, was this a dream, Maretus appeared suddenly from nowhere to stand at my side."Stay
still",she ordered me as she reached forth to slide her fingers up and down my veined staff.
"You had to learn that I am the only one that can quell this desire in you." She said, as she
continued skillfully massaging my hardness. Squeezing my shaft at the base,she said. "It was
the only way you could know that I spoke the truth. No one can give you relief from this except
me, Artemus. This is the reason you were created and it can be so good if you let it be."

She then placed both hands in service, to minister my throbbing post. As she did so, she increased the speed of her fist flying up and down my slickened shaft. Leaning close, I could feel her warm breath as she inspected my fullness. Seeing the lust shining brightly in her eyes, I gathered ALL my strength,bellowed loudly and FLEXED my being. The tendons leaped out even as my muscles engorged themselves with fiery blood. Exerting all my strength, the shackles burst apart as if they had exploded. Reaching out with one bloodied hand, I grabbed Maretus by her left arm, and held her fast.

Swinging off the rack, I felt my energy drain as before. No longer was I ~ALL POWERFUL~,"What
magic spell had she cast, to cause me to weaken in her presence?" I wondered. Pulling her roughly to my chest, I crushed her full ripe lips to mine. She appeared to lose the strength in her knees as we broke from the kiss.Holding her up, to keep her from falling, I now realised the *TRUTH*.The truth she hadn't given me. She NOW looked at me in abject fear, as she knew I had discerned the truth. Yes, her presence weakened me, but also, my presence weakened her.

That was why I had been able to escape her grasp the first time.She had not the strength to
prevent me. That was why she had the three maidens taunt and torture me,for she knew she
couldn't maintain the deception. Throwing my head backward, I roared with laughter at the
discovery I had made.

Picking her up easily I carried her to a couch in the corner. All this time, she had not uttered a word. Laying her gently on the cushion filled couch,I pushed her breasts free from restraint. Being naked from the waist down, I had full access to her entirety. Her attitude had changed from fear to calmness, as I hadn't harmed her, or
threatened her in any way. Her expression of puzzlement amused me,and I couldn't keep from
chuckling out loud.

She flippantly asked me what was so humorous? I replied by gripping both her hands in my right, and extending them above her head. I then wedged my left hand between her thighs. She tried to keep them closed, but as I felt her begin to clamp her thighs together, I pinched the inside of her right thigh causing her to *wince* saying, "STOP THAT!", She DID however, throw her right leg outward in response to the pressure I was exerting with the back of my hand.

Her close and neatly trimmed bush was covered with the juices of her lust, as it sprang into full view. The lips were barely parted with the pearly coating glistening, on the soft petals guarding what looked like a delectable feast.Taking my left wrist, I plunged it against the moist lips and bathed my bruised flesh with her seeping moisture. Changing hands, I did the same with my other wrist and returned it to the way it was. Maretus stifled a moan of desire as best she could, but I still heard it.

Encouraged, I began fingering her slit in earnest. Biting down on her lower lip, her eyes were now fully dilated, her nostrils flared, as she tried to keep her mouth shut, and not let any sounds slip past. She soon opened her legs wider, and began twisting her hips in the age old rolling movement, of a woman wanting a man to be coupled with her. When I suddenly slipped my finger deep in her heated sheath, she couldn't restrain herself anylonger."Hhhuuunnnnnnnnggghhhhhh,Ohhhhh ...Mmmmmmppphhhhhh, Oh gawd Artemus, take me my love, TAKE ME!"

Not a demand, not a servile plea, but an announcement to the ancient stone walls surrounding us,*IT WAS TIME*. Upon releasing her hands, she desperately clawed me in place between her now, widely spread thighs.Her feet were drawn up to nearly her ass cheeks, and the knees were bent so wide apart, I feared she would split wide
open. Her hands reached for my hardness and began torturing herself by wiping the mushroom shaped tip up and down her sodden groove.I shuddered with mounting desire as she slipped both her hands around it and stroked it vigorously.

Her eyes now lashing out a fiery sharpness as they locked on my swollen erection. I was the one who broke this time. Roaring aloud, with a guttural shout, that emptied from my ravaged nerve endings, I thrust forward with all the strength and might in my possession.

The furnace I entered was scaldingly hot, and then...and then, she exerted a rippling, rolling contraction of her tight, yet yielding womb, to give the most delightful sensation a man could ever feel. Crushing my lips to hers,we stayed locked,outwardly not moving for eons. Time had stood still while I bathed my manhood in the exquisite, soaking blissfulness, of *PERFECTION*!