Get the Dagger

You walk slowly across the room, contemplating how to avoid getting Gwen the dagger. You decide to pick it up and try to use it on her. It isn’t a great idea, but you don’t seem to have many options.

You grab the dagger by the hilt and pick it up. You feel Gwen’s hands on your back. You try to spin, but she grabs your hand and squeezes.

You feel your bones break and you drop the dagger in pain.

“Naughty boy. The athame is mine.”

She picks up the athame and begins to glow. Her supernaturally sexy body begins to grow even more attractive. Your cock jumps to attention.

“Oh my! The power! It’s incredible Jack!”

You want her. Your must for her drowns out everything else. You tear off your clothes, showing off your rock hard shaft.

“Very nice Jack. But, not yet. You have given me a world to rule, you deserve a boon. I can give you fantasy if you’d like Jack. Of course I’d rather not mess with your mind. You can become one of my lovers if you’d like, or perhaps my herald. I can give you power, money, women, anything you desire. What would you like, Jack.”

You brain is obsessed with fucking her. Just thinking is hard. With great effort you open your mouth and ask for...