The Witch's New Toy (Closed for BriefcaseRonin and I)

[Pywakit]

Alyssa sighed impatiently as the slave slobbered noisilly between her legs. She had promised him an opportunity to fuck her if he could but first please her with his tongue, and he had fallen on the task with as much fervor as a dog, desperate to please his mistress. And unfortunately, with about as much grace. It was obvious to Alyssa that the man was rushing things, desperate for his own release, and in a few more moments she shook her head in disapointment.

"Enough, slave!" When he didn't stop, she slid up and away from his face along the silken sheets of her bed while at the same time pushing against his shaven head with her hand. He tried to follow, and that was his greatest error. Alyssa's patience vanished immediately. In a deceptively calm and melodious voice, she called out the words of power to punish the slave, and in a flash of bitter smoke the human had transformed into a phallus. It was of medium length, made of wood, and not all that much to look at. Alyssa picked up the phallus and placed it among the ecclectic collection next to her large bed, pausing a moment to consider the two dozen failed slaves she had transformed over the past several months. As lifeless cocks, she could at least use them to pleasure herself when the need took her, but what she really yearned for was a talented slave.

She ran a delicate hand over her smooth, hairless sex, calling quietly on her magic to clean herself of the man's slobber before she stood and arranged her dark purple silken robes around her shapely elven body. She draped her long red hair over her shoulders, behind her delicately pointed ears, and crossed to the bedroom window that looked out over the marsh. She'd lived here, in this manor house in the swamp, for nearly six months now. Forced to flee from her homeland several months ago to dwell in this remote human dwelling, it had taken her nearly half that time to get the place back in a living condition befitting one of her tastes. Of course, she hadn't done the restoration work herself; she'd used her charms to capture and control many of the local monsters and forced them to do the work for her. Now that the work had been done, she'd slain most of them, keeping only those that interested her. Now and then, rumors of the cruel elven witch reached nearby villages, and groups of adventurers came to test those rumors. They had fallen, each and every one, to her monstrous guardians without even reaching her sanctum. She'd had the creatures capture the more handsome men alive, so she could enslave them for her own pleasure, but she'd had no luck finding one that suited her needs. Perhaps... perhaps she needed to look to the other sex? Female adventurers weren't as common, but perhaps she could use the rumors to her advantage?

Alyssa set to work that very evening, and by the end of the week the homunculous was complete. It looked completely human, down to its bad breath, and that pleased Alyssa. She sent it out into the world, with orders to seek out human towns and to quietly spread rumors of a particular type... rumors that would seek out the ears of young female adventurers, and tempt them to in turn seek out the mysterious manor house in the center of Bitterwort Swamp. Now all Alyssa had to do was to wait.

 

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Tanda

Word had reached the village of Lestenburg of an evil witch torturing and killing the innocent citizens that lived nearby the Bitterwort Swamp. This witch apparently had invaded the land and bent the creatures there to her bidding, using them to solidify her power over the area. The innocents of the villages under attack sent out a call for adventurers and heroes who might be able to stop her. But only females could hope to stop the witch, for the witch had placed a ward over the area that kept men from entering the witch's manor.

Tanda, a beautiful half-elf who had recently returned home to Lestenburg heard this news and decided to see if she could best the witch. Tanda had left her home many years ago as a young girl to become famous. She met many people and saw many acts of heroism, yet had committed none of her own. She was a skilled warrior, having learned the art of the sword from Tanaris, an great elven warrior and high ranking officer in the elven armies. She also learned to whisper some of the lesser words of power from Anya, a wisened old sorceress.

And so, Tanda set off from Lestenburg to the Bitterwort Swamps. The trip was arduous and she faced many creatures, but she finally made it. She stood before the manor, looking up at it in awe of how tall and imposing it was. But now she opened the door, sneaking in through the darkness. She gripped the hilt of her sword, watching a large orc move by. It was obviously a sentry, but it was strange that the outside was so quiet.

After sneaking up and dispatching the orc, she moved up the stairs towards the top floors. With a few whispers, she conjured up a magical sight which she could use to home in on the witch. There was an huge magical presence in one of the rooms, and she closed in on it. She read the runes written upon her arm, and bound and gag the monsters infront of the witch's room. Her sword was the coup de grace for the beasts, and soon the witch would suffer her blade.

The door flung up and Tanda ran in, raising her sword, "Face my blade, witch! I am Tanda, and I will not allow you to succeed in destroying the lives of the innocent people that live in this land!" The Witch now witnessed a half-elf woman with a sword in one hand, and the other arm powered by arcane runes. She had long, lustrous brown hair, deep blue eyes, a creamy pale tone to her skin, and soft pink lips. Her body was amazing, soft but toned, with delicious curves and a bountiful bosom.

Tanda spun the sword and pointed it at the witch, "Prepare yourself, I will strike you down now."

 

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Alyssa

Alyssa smiled in triumph as the beautiful woman stepped into her chamber. She was more than beautiful; Alyssa could sense her will and her spirit and was impressed at how strong both were. Yet certainly not strong enough to resist her own magic.

"My, my, my," Alyssa cooed in response to Tanda's challenge. "You are the fierice one, aren't you? How do you intend to strike me down? With that sword? With those arcane markings on your arm? With your beauty? With a combination of all three?" She smiled again as the half-elf's brow furrowed in confusion; she'd obviously expected a fight the instant she'd stepped into Alyssa's lair.

Yet there would be no fight, for unknown to the half-elf, Alyssa had planned for her arrival. She had watched her progress through the swamp through the vapors of enchanted incense, and had been impressed. Yet in her observation, she also noted Tanda's weaknesses, and had prepared a magical trap just for her. One that would bind her, block her arcane power, and hold her helpless while Alyssa decided what to do with her. There was but one way for Tanda to defeat the trap, and that was to lay down her sword and try to reason with the witch. The trap's energies were triggered by violence, but they would not last for much longer. Alyssa decided then to bait the young half-elf, and smiled again.

"What would you say if I told you that you were as much a monster as me? That the orc you so mercilessly slaughtered downstairs was in fact a man, captured by me from your village, transformed into a monster and set against you, knowing that you would kill him only to get to me?" She laughed, her voice melodic, yet mocking. "How deliciously ironic!"

 

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Tanda

"Silence, Witch! You're forked tongue only speaks lies! And I shall cut off before you use it to speak any of your wicked magics!" Tanda ran towards the bed and just as her blade was beginning to swing towards the witch it stopped. She tried with all her might to move the sword but it wouldn't budge, and then the runes on her arm burned off in a very painful way. She arms flung out and she dropped the sword, her eyes widening as she found herself trapped and unable to move.

"Let me go, you witch! Fight me!" She struggled as hard as she could, but it only seemed to get stronger. She panted, exhausted after trying to fight the Witch's magic. She was a potent sorceress, and Tanda was no match for her in a match of the arcane.

Tanda admitted defeat for now, for the Witch had her in her clutches. Tanda looked up at the Witch with anger, "What will you do now? Kill me? Turn me into a monster? Do your worst, I won't be a slave to your will."

 

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Alyssa

As Tanda finally stoped thrashing and writhing against the trap, Alyssa stood from her chair. She smoothed down her velvety purple dress, making sure all her curves were on display, then walked over to her trapped victim. As she spoke, she slowly walked around Tanda.

"There. That's more like it. I assume that, since you are here, you heard of the rumors of witchery and danger in this manor? From a man with short black hair and an uneven beard? He was my minion, my dear, and in answering his call for aid, you have done exactly that which I had hoped. You came to kill me."

She ended her speach standing directly before the paralysed half-elf. She could read the truth of her observations in Tanda's eyes, and as she leaned closer, she caught more of her surface thoughts as well.

"Wonderful! I see that you told no one of your intentions to seek me out, to slay me, for fear that if others heard these rumors they would certainly rob you of that glory? Delicious! And I assume you paid my minion handsomly to keep his mouth shut as well? Delicious, indeed." A thin, delicate finger raised to trace the slightly pointed contour of Tanda's left her, her jawline, to brush a lock of brown hair from her eyes.

"Well then! No point in delaying any longer. We've work to do, you and I!" Alyssa snapped her fingers, and as she did a towering shadowy figure stepped out of the darkness at the edges of the room; an umbral demon she had bound to her service a few weeks ago. The shadowy figure, about eight feet tall yet vaguely human-shaped, had no problem lifting Tanda from the ground, and immediately fell into step behind the witch as she led them down into the chambers below her manor.

Into the chambers that others might call a dungeon, but what Alyssa prefered to call her workshop.

 

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Tanda

Tanda looked shamed as the elven witch spoke to her, for she knew the truth of what she had done. She had nothing to say now, only able to watch the witch as she toyed with her, touched her with her delicate fingers. The silky touch made her shiver, for the beauty of the elves was magnificent, even if the elf was a twisted and evil witch.

It was then that she saw the demonic creature from the umbral realms. Her eyes widened and though she tried to fight, nothing happened. She growled as she was picked up, looking at the witch for a moment with a great anger in her. Calming herself, Tanda tried to plan out how she would escape. There was always hope that she could survive, that she could escape, even now.

When she realized where they were, a cold chill ran down her spine. A dungeon. Tanda now realized she faced a fate worse then death. This witch would torture her however she wished, and do with her as she wished. She wanted to resign herself to her fate, but she had to keep up hope. She would escape. She had to.

 

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Alyssa

Alyssa knew what had gone wrong with all of her previous mortal slaves. She had been too impatient. She had claimed them as her own playthings immediately, and had not taken the time to properly break them of their will or train them in the skills they needed to properly pleasure her. In Tanda, Alyssa could sense a powerful will, yet she knew if she could break through to her inner core, to her lusts, her animal self...

She pushed away thougths of what could be, intending to focus on what was. As the three of them stepped into the main room of her workshop, she indicated to the umbral to bring Tanda to a large wooden crossbeam mounted on a swivel. The umbral held the woman's still paralyzed body up against the frame, and as it did Alyssa reached out with her magic to animate the silk cords that dangled from each corner of the frame. In moments, the half-elf was bound at wrists and ankles on the frame. Alyssa dismissed the umbral with a wave, and by the time the sinister demon had faded into the shadows she was standing before her captured prey.

She cocked her head as she examined the half-elf, smiling again as she drank in her beauty. She waved her hand and the enchanted frame lowered, pivoting on its swivel so that it was horizontal, with Tanda lying atop it. With another wave of her hand, Alyssa released the warrior from the magic trap, knowing that the enchanted silk cords would hold her and hoping she would exhaust herself in a vain attempt to escape. The magic trap dulled sensations, and for what Alyssa had planned, she wanted Tanda to be ready to feel it all.

 

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Tanda

She still tried to struggle against the magics when she was placed to the wooden crossbeam. And when the trap dissappated, Tanda tried to struggle against the silk straps as the Witch had predicted. She grit her teeth, growling at the Witch, "What do you plan to do to me?"

She sighed, looking down as it seemed as though she had no way of escaping. The Witch, in all her power, had predicted everything. The Witch had planned for everything. But why? What made killing someone so important? Did she enjoy torturing people? Even if she did, why would she go to such elaborate lengths to bring an unwitting adventurer to her lair to torture and kill them? These questions raced through Tanda's head, and she looked back up at the Witch, "What do you want from me?"

 

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Alyssa

Alyssa smiled as Tanda struggled. She crossed over to stand at the head of the cross, just outside of the half-elf's sight unless she craned her neck to look back.

"Oh... don't worry, my delicious little flower. I have no intention of killing you. If I wanted you dead, you'd be dead already." She looked through the collection of knives she kept on the nearby table and selected one particularly long and thin one. When she crossed back in view, she made sure Tanda had a good view of the knife as Alyssa set about the task of sharpening it. An unnecessary task to be sure, since the knife was enchanted to keep its edge. But the motions were calculated to put some fear into the girl.

As she sharpened the knife, Alyssa asked a question. "So tell me. Who are you? It would seem that you know all about me, half-elf, yet I don't even know your name. Where are you from? What are your hopes? What are your desires? What are your fears?"

 

[BriefcaseRonin]

Tanda

The knife really had no effect on Tanda, she had suffered her fair share of wounds, and no little blade was going to scare her. She snorted, rolling her eyes and shaking her head, "I see no reason to tell you anything, Witch. But, if you must know... My name is Tanda and I am from the town of Lestenburg. My hopes? To become a great adventurer and to recieve fame and glory. My desires? Well.. I.. don't know what I desired. Fear? I'm afraid of being forgotten.. of being no one."

 

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Alyssa

Alyssa let Tanda reply to her questions, listening intently to them before she leaned over the woman and began to cut away her armor with the knife. It was obvious by the reaction in her eyes that she had expected Alyssa to cut her flesh with the knife, but what she was doing instead was entirely unexpected.

With each strap cut, each seam undone from the armor, Alyssa felt a heat rising in her body. Yet she reminded herself to hold back. She would not take this woman until she wanted to give to her. In order to do that, she must first be broken.

In time, the armor was cut, but not removed, from her body. Alyssa leaned back and replaced the knife in its spot on the table. She then slowly passed her hand over the half-elf's bound body, and as she did, the armor slithered away, dropping to the floor and revealing the well-toned body of a warrior and the supple curves of a woman. Only her tunic and loincloth concealed her modesty.

"So tell me, Tanda. Are you a virgin?"

 

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Tanda

Tanda's eyes closed as the knife was about to touch, but she felt no pain. Slowly her eyes opened and she saw that the witch was cutting through her armor, "Wha.. what are you doing?!"

She gasped, eyes widening as her clothes were removed except for the tunic and that loincloth. Now Tanda struggled against the bonds again, "What are you doing?! Why.. why did you take my armor?!"

She felt very exposed, trying, however sadly, to protect herself, "No.. I'm not a virgin.. I.. No, I'm not," She sighed, remembering that bard that sweet talked his way into her bed, and left her in the middle of the night while she slept. Since then she had grown very wary about men who wished to court her.

 

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Alyssa

Alyssa caught a flash of a handsome man, a bard, stealing favors from Tanda, but the image was gone in an instant. She continued to keep a mental eye on Tanda's surface thougths, but didn't expect to get much more from them as long as her guard was up.

"Well... that's good news, at least. One less step we'll have to take, hmmm?"

She let Tanda think about what that statement implied before she walked across the room and selected a large hooded cage from a shelf there. The cage floated off the shelf to levitate over her outstretched palm as she walked it back to the bound elf. From within the cage came a strange hissing noise accompanied by a sloshing sound. For now, she left the cage covered, allowing Tanda's imagination to supply her with what lurked within.

She then retrieved a small vial of red liquid and set it on the table beside her.

"Now, Tanda... are you willing to drink what I have here for you? Or do I need to get the funnel tube?"

 

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Tanda

"One less step..?" She was obviously confused, but was beginning to put the peices together until the cage was put near her. She gasped, looking rather frightened, "What.. what's in there..?" And then there was the vial, what was in there?She shook her head, "Get your funnel, witch. I won't drink whatever potion you've developed."

She tried to put on a brave face, but it was plain to see that these mysterious were getting to her. The creature inside the cage, the vial, the witch's plans. Whatever she wanted, Tanda knew that she would not enjoy it, she knew it would be terrible.

 

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Alyssa

Alyssa clucked her tongue in dissapointment. "You mean, you won't willingly drink my potion, dear girl. And it's a shame, really, after I went out of my way to make sure the salamander blood didn't overwhelm the flavor..."

She retrieved a metal funnel from a nearby shelf and affixed to it a long thin but quite flexible hollow reed. Made of a hardy plant that grew naturally in the swamp, Alyssa found the reeds to be quite useful in quite a number of ways; not only were they tough (and impossible to bite through), but they were elastic as well.

Humming softly, she positioned one end of the reed at Tanda's lips. With her other hand, she pinched shut the woman's nostrils and waited for her to open her mouth in a gasp for air. It took a few moments, but eventually her need to breath outlasted her stubborn will and her mouth opened. Quickly, deftly, Alyssa slid the reed into her mouth, twisting it as she did so it threaded effortlessly into her throat. When the woman gagged but didn't cough, Alyssa knew she had the tube in the right position and quickly poured the contents of the vial into the funnel at the other end. The strangely hot liquid sluiced down the tube, past Tanda's lips and throat, and into her stomach. Alyssa then withdrew the tube before she gagged and set it on the table.

"There... that wasn't so bad, was it?" she said as she crossed around to stand between the woman's spread legs and almost casually peeled away her loincloth to examine her sex.

 

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Tanda

Tanda coughed as the funnel was put down her throat, and then that hot liquid slid down into her. She felt dizzy, strange, and hot. Her cheeks flushed and her eyes got rather glazed. Then the Witch lifted her loincloth, and examined her fresh, young womanhood which began, within moments, to drip with her juices. She was becoming incredibly wet and aroused without her consent.

She tried to press her legs together, to hide herself from the Witch's eyes, but she couldn't. All she could do was close her eyes and try to ignore the Witch's hungry gaze and the sensation of her warm juices running down her thighs, "What.. what have you done to me? What's wrong with me..? Why do I feel so.. so hot?"

 

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Alyssa

Alyssa nodded her head as she saw that Tanda's juices had started to flow. She tugged at the sides of her loincloth and it ripped away, leaving her lower body completely exposed. She reached out and tenderly ran her fingernails through the thatch of pubic hair above Tanda's wettening lips, giving it a playful little tug.

"This'll have to come off, of course. Part of the ritual requirements. Fortunately, the elixir I've given you does more than just loosen your inhibitions and heighten your lusts. It also affords you a fairly potent resistance to fire."

Alyssa turned to gather something from the nearby table, her hip bumping against the covered cage as she did. A fresh chorus of slitherings and sloshings rose from whatever was within. The witch paid it no mind, selecting a small red ceramic jar from the table and removing the top. Within was a thick, red paste. She scooped up a generous portion of it, then turned to rub it into Alyssa's pubes. She did so tenderly, running a finger of the stuff down either side of her slit and up between her cheeks to make sure everywhere a stray hair grew, it got a dose of the stuff. Her fingertip traced teasingly over the two orifices it encountered between Tanda's legs, but for now, she didn't explore further.

"There... how does that feel? It should be tingling rather a lot already," Alyssa said as she wriggled the fingers on her hand that were still covered with a layer of the stuff. She spoke a few words, and the paste flashed alight, flickering with a bright yellow flame.

 

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Tanda

Tanda gasped as it began to burn. She was about to scream, but it didn't hurt? She was incredibly confused, watching it burn away the hair around her wet, juicy sex. It only seemed to be a very soft tingling sensation. And only after a few moments, it was gone along with all her hair, "What is this going to accomplish?!"

She growled, growing tired of the Witch's game, "I demand you tell me what you want from me! Why are you burning the hair from my body? Why are you causing these sensations in me? What is in that cage?"

 

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Alyssa

The fire burnt quickly, and in less than a half minute it was out. Alyssa leaned in over Tanda's now hairless sex and blew. Her breath wafted over the warrior's exposed crotch, and the fine powder of ashes went with it.

"There... much better," she said as she straightened up and then turned to face Tanda. "You are a demanding little thing, aren't you? Haven't you figured out what I want from you yet? If not, who am I to spoil the surprise? As for my little friend in the cage, well, I think it's probably time for him to come out now."

Alyssa turned to the cage and with a flourish, pulled the hood away to reveal a wire-frame cage similar to a bird cage. But the thing inside was hardly a bird. Coiled within was a strange creature that looked something like a blind snake. It was about two feet long, its body pale and smooth. It's tail tapered to a fine point, but its head was bulbous and distended, almost two inches across. It had no eyes, and its mouth was little more than a narrow slit along the underside of its glistening head, from which a trio of thin pink tongues hissed. The whole thing shone with moisture as it coiled excitedly in the clear syrupy ooze it wallowed in.

"Have you ever seen a cockslug before? I reckon not; they're pretty rare. They feed on sexual energy, invading creatures and bringing them to climax only to absorb it before the creature can enjoy it. They can store this energy for months, feeding on it all along. And for those who know how to extract the energy from them... like me... well, let's just say that sexual bliss is a rare commodity among some of those I traffic with."

As Alyssa neared the end of her explanation, she placed the cage between Tanda's legs. She only intended to harvest one orgasm from the girl; once she began to break her spirit and train her to become her slave, her sexual releases would grow too potent for a creature as minor as a cockslug to eat wihtout perishing. Best to harvest the goods now, she thought to herself as she placed the cage's open lid near Tanda's pussy.

 

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Tanda

Her eyes widened, "Sex energy?! So you plan to use me to make money? Harvesting my energy to sell to the highest bidder?"

She didn't really wait for a response, struggling as hard as she could as that cage moved close to her. She stared at the creature inside with horror, watching as it began to slither out. It rubbed against her flesh, the tongues licking about until one barely ran across the wet lips of her sex. The cockslug instantly moved back and thrust itself into her.

The breath was knocked out of her, her back arching as the creature slithered slowly deeper into her nubile form. It's tongues were hungrily slurping up the juices that so easily ran from her pussy, even more so as this creature moved within her. It was difficult for it to stay inside her, and so it continued to thrust, moving in and out of her body, over and over.

"Oh.. oh god! It's inside me! Get it out! Get it out!" As much as she fought it, this potion was driving her mad. She was feeling incredible pleasure as this horrible slug violated her insides, fucking her and driving her closer and closer to ecstasy. Her eyes rolled back, her cheeks blushed a deep red, and her delicious body rocked back against that cockslug as her body began to be overcome with fantastic pleasure.

Until it stopped. The cockslug glowed for a short moment, devouring her sexual energies and denying her the orgasm. She felt exhausted, tired, barely able to take any more as the slug continued to pound her sex, "Please... No.." She looked delicious in her fragileness, sweaty and aroused, heavy with the scent of her pleasure.

 

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Alyssa

Alyssa felt her own lusts rising, and had to control herself to keep from disrobing and offering her own sex to the young woman's whimpering lips. All in good time... she thought to herself.

As the cockslug started to glow and Tanda's cries of protest grew quiet, Alyssa knew it had absorbed an immense orgasm. She was tempted, as always, to allow the creature to continue absorbing energy, but it was easy for the stupid things to overindulge. The results of which were both messy and wasteful.

Instead, she took the creature by the tail and gave it a tug. With a slurping, sucking sound, it slid free of Tanda's body and immediately began coiling its hot, dripping length around Alyssa's wrist and forearm. She returned the creature to its cage and set the thing aside; it would store Tanda's energies for months, but Alyssa was sure she'd find a use for it long before the cockslug consumed it all.

Tanda was shaking now, her arms and legs nerveless and heavy. Alyssa retrieved the knife and cut her bonds, and the woman slowly drew into a fetal position on the frame.

"Never fear, my beautiful prisoner. Your strength will return soon. At least, I would hope it would. Because now you begin your training to become my concubine. I've tried before, many times, mostly with men, but I've been impatient with them. With you... I intend to have your awakening only after you've awakened yourself."

She took hold of Tanda's arm and pulled her to her feet, steadying her by her shoulders as she brought her across the room. The woman was still woozy, but even now Alyssa could feel her strength returning. She had to be fast; Tanda was quite a bit stronger than her, and in a physical match, Alyssa had no illusions about who would emerge the victor.

Just as Tanda was starting to realize what was going on, they reached the trap door. Alyssa kicked it open with a foot, then tossed the half-elf into the pit. The water would break her fall, after which Tanda would have to use her wits and her body to escape the labyrinth. Alyssa smiled, closed and locked the trap door, and then retreated to the far end of her dungeon to observe how Tanda handled herself in her scrying font, ready to welcome her to her next stage of awakening if and when she emerged.

 

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Tanda

There was a sigh of relief as the Witch pulled the cockslug out of her sore body. Then her bonds lost their magical integrity and she fell to the floor, after the Witch cut them, curling up. But the Witch didn't let her rest, didn't let it stop as she pulled her up and walked with her. Slowly, Tanda could feel her energy coming back to her, but she could barely focus. She was now exhausted and all she wanted was rest, even if it was within the Witch's Dungeon.

Of course, the Witch wouldn't have that, and Tanda found herself falling. Falling and falling until she hit water. Her strength was coming back, and she forced herself to swim to the surface, raising up and taking a deep breath. Now, it was all dark and she couldn't see a blasted thing. She could only hope to find an escape, and so she swam. She wasn't sure where she was swimming, it was incredibly dark, and her eyes, even after they adjusted, could barely make out details.

Now she had time to reflect as the answers and her vitality came back to her. The Witch would make her her concubine? At this point in her tired daze, she wondered if that was such a bad thing. The Witch was beautiful, powerful, and voluptuous, who wouldn't want to serve her in such physical ways. But Tanda had no delusions of what her life would be like, and she knew she would quite possibly witness all sorts of horrible things that the Witch committed. For now, her only hope of survival was escape.

 

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The Thing in the Water

It heard the splash far above, and as it rose from its torpor, the thing noticed that something sizable had invaded its lair. This was no fish, no snake, no half-drowned rat stumbled in from the dry tunnels. This was something nearly its own size! A shivver of excitement rippled through its sinuous body as it uncoiled and turned its eye upward, tasting the water with its wide, glowing tongue. And as it did, it tasted the unmistakable tang of a woman! A woman had come to its lair!

The shivvers of excitement grew as the light-spots along its body began to glow in the same pale blue radiance as its tongue, and it noticed the woman was swimming toward the shore. If she made it out of the pool, she would be lost to it. Unacceptable! The thing slithered into motion, its powerful flippers propelling it silently upward as its two long tentacles slithered up in advance of its body, seeking warm flesh to carress.

 

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Tanda

Tanda continued to swim towards the water, slowly at first but gaining speed as her strength returned to her tired limbs. She smiled and began to sigh with relief as she spotted the shore in the dark. But before she was close enough to touch land, two slippery, slimey, tentacles wrapped around her body. Her eyes went wide and she began to try and pull them off. She tried to work for the shore, but one of those tentacles had wrapped around her legs, keeping her from working any further toward land.

She looked back and forth frantically before trying to swim again. She didn't get any further. In fact, she lost space between her and land as those tentacles pulled her towards their source. Sarah screamed, trying her damnedest to swim until she was pulled underwater to confront whatever had a hold on her.

 

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The Thing in the Water

If the thing had had a voice, it would have shrieked in excitement as it felt its tentacles come into contact with the woman's warm flesh. It gripped her tightly, wrapping one around each of her legs as it pulled her back toward the rest of its shuddering body, the flashes of light from its eyespots flashing more quickly now, almost pulsing like strobes. It could smell the sweet tang of her sex now, and as it did, its ovipositor slid wetly from the sheath of its body. The urge to lay its eggs in her sweet folds and then to fertalize them was nearly bliinding, and as it turned her body about to get a good angle at her, there was a moment where its grip on her legs faltered...