Mistress is very pleased, and decides Marcus deserves more rewards

"You were able to undo my magic...already." Mistress breathed, shock in her pretty purple eyes. Marcus stared back, naked and shivering, but Seeing her so surprised by something he'd done was a bit unsettling if he was honest. She'd always been so composed...so in control, like she knew everything that would happen before it did. When she stared at him before, her studying gaze had seemed to pierce right through him, seeing his every thought and desire and knowing things he didn't dare guess at. Now though, even with the cold weight of her power pressing down on him, he felt like some of that impossible mystery had been peeled back...and she looked just like a beautiful woman with strange, piercing eyes naked in front of him, her small boobs right there where he could see. Worse, he was naked too, his body still that of a girl's! The young prince shivered nervously at the thought, feeling heat rush to his cheeks. "Not only that, but you manipulated your Mother's mind, made her entirely subservient to you." Mistress continued. "Apprentice...I can hardly believe you were capable of this."

"I'm...sorry, Mistress." Marcus stammered. "I didn't...mean to." He bit his lip. Why had he been so reckless? With all that power glowing inside him, ready to be used, it had just seemed like such a good idea at the time. He'd been caught up in a panic. Why hadn't he realized it would make her mad at him?

"Oh no." Mistress shook her head, her sleek black hair swaying over her back. "This is...amazing news, apprentice! I knew you were special, the divinations told me so...but to think you are able to progress this quickly! That you were able to strip my magic from your Mother is shocking enough, it shows imagination and focus in your use of your power I thought well beyond you. However, what you did to her afterwards is even more special! It took me months of painstaking experimentation in my youth before I was able to implant suggestions of obedience in my subjects without ruining their minds entirely, but you've done it perfectly on your first try!" She darted toward the Queen, her lips curling into an eager smile. Marcus felt his blush grow hotter as he watched her lean over his Mother, purple eyes shining with delight as they drifted over the Queen's smooth, pale flesh. They were two of the most beautiful women he'd ever seen, and both of them were naked now. If Mistress just leaned forward a little she could kiss his Mother, or rub her small boobs against the Queen's much larger set. He shivered at tingling ache stirring inside his belly and a hot, insistent feeling in his new pussy. His fingers twitched by his sides, and he had to stop himself from reaching a hand between his legs to try and soothe these urges.

"You....stay away from him, witch!" The Queen snapped suddenly, a vicious snarl on her face. "He's mine!" Mistress scowled, her power flaring up behind her and sending what felt like thin tendrils of crackling magic into the Queen. Marcus felt a pang of worry as he watched his Mother take a gasping breath, then slump forward, the anger fading from her blue eyes. When she raised her head again, there was a dull smile on her face, the same blank look that the twins still had where they were kneeling off to one side silently. The young prince frowned faintly, realizing Mistress must have used the same magic on his Mother as he had. A sharp, hot feeling in his chest made his hands curl into trembling fists by his sides. Instead of fear, concern or even the dull acceptance he'd always felt watching her use her powers on his friends and family, a sharp possessiveness stinging in his chest made his hand curl into a tight, trembling fist by his side as he watched the Queen stare in blank obedience at Mistress. He'd been the one to use his magic on his Mother first...why was Mistress doing the same without even asking him?

"That's better." Mistress nodded at last, turning from the silent Queen to glance back at Marcus with a raised eyebrow. "Next time you want a new subject, I'll want you to implant obedience to me as well as a matter of course. It's only right my apprentice's toys obey me too, isn't it?" Marcus nodded automatically, even though her words made him a little...annoyed somehow. Why did he have to do that? Why was she wanting to interfere so much anyway? It was his magic...couldn't he do what he wanted with it? "In any case...such a feat of initiative and focus from my dear apprentice does deserve consideration." Mistress continued, staring at the young prince evenly. Her arms were by her sides, her slender, naked body bared to him without a care. Marcus swallowed, his own nervous gaze flickering over her pale skin, so white and smooth it almost looked translucent. "I think you deserve a singular reward this time, one only I can provide. A night with me, one where I can show you all the pleasures my centuries of experience can grant." The young prince froze, hardly able to believe what he'd just heard. Was Mistress saying...she wanted to sleep with him?

"Do...you mean...?" He stammered, his cheeks glowing. That had almost sounded like this impossibly powerful, intimidating and beautiful woman he couldn't help but look at as almost a goddess actually was going to have sex with him.

"Of course." Mistress smiled, a teasing glimmer in her purple eyes. "You've impressed me with your magical talents, and I'm eager to see if that extends to other area. In fact, I'll bring your Mother too. She'll make a suitable toy for us to enjoy together. Those I already had with me are a little used-up at present." Her smile thinned, and Marcus shivered a little, remembering how she'd led off the two maids he'd practiced his magic on earlier. After seeing what she'd done to the other prince who angered her, he hardly dared imagine what kind of things she enjoyed doing in bed. And now she wanted him and the Queen as well. He swallowed anxiously, not sure he was as happy with this reward as she seemed to think he should be, but knowing he couldn't resist her all the same. Even now, her words seemed to press down on him, demanding obedience. "Come, follow me, apprentice." Mistress turned on her heel back towards the door, gliding over the floor so deftly her bare feet hardly seemed to touch the stone. Though she gave no other order, the Queen turned to scurry after her, big boobs quivering on her chest with her frantic, hurried steps. Marcus hung back a moment, but the pull Mistress had on him was like a leash around his neck, and he found himself stumbling forward, following both naked women towards the door. Even as he made to follow her, he stepped past where the twins still knelt beside each other, naked and smiling dully, their bare legs spread to reveal the thick, throbbing cocks he'd spent what felt like hours being pounded by. Marcus paused, his brow furrowing. Was he just supposed to leave them here now? They were still his friends, right? Even after all that. "Apprentice!" Mistress snapped sharply, the hint of anger in her sultry voice sending icy shards of panic into his chest. "I said come!"

"What about Katie and Lucy?" He nodded awkwardly to the kneeling twins. The way they hadn't even twitched so far he was starting to worry they'd just stay there forever!

"What does it matter?" Mistress glanced over her shoulder at him, looking genuinely confused. "They're ungifted, their comfort is not any concern of ours. They can stay there until we desire to make use of them again." She paused a moment, her brow furrowing. Marcus felt her studying gaze move over his body, feeling rather like the slimy touch of one of the tentacles she'd used on him earlier. "Fine, if you must cling to your foolish sentiments a little longer, send them back to your bedroom." Mistress shrugged at last. "They can rest there."

"Thank you, Mistress!" Marcus gasped in relief. He turned back to the pretty twins, still feeling a bit awkward about bossing them around. "Katie, Lucy...um...you can go back to my room now. Just wait there, and get some sleep if you need it."

"Yes Master!" The girls said in unison, rising together to their feet. They each took the other's hand and turned to scurry away, their big, fat drooping cocks bobbing between their freckled thighs. The young prince felt a warm pulse of arousal at the sight, remembering how it had felt to have those thick, hard shafts pounding into him and filling him with sticky cum. It had been...really thrilling, he had to admit, all that time they used him between them like toy. Maybe he'd wait a while longer before asking Mistress how he could give them back their pussies just to have a bit more fun. Cheeks blazing, Marcus turned back to the intimidating sorceress, who was giving him a rather exasperated look. He scurried forward to follow her, and she tossed her hair, turning to make her own way towards the doors.

Marcus moved beside his Mother, the pair of them walking in Mistress' wake. The young prince turned his head to glance awkwardly at the naked Queen, his cheeks blazing hot. It had sounded like Mistress not only wanted to bed him herself, but she was going to get his Mother involved somehow as well. He'd thought himself more than satisfied after all the thrilling orgasms the twins had pounded out of him, but that thought still sent a tingling pulse of arousal through his body. His gaze flickered down her naked flesh, lingering on the smooth curves of her big, round boobs, and the pale softness of her thighs. Between her legs, her pussy was pink and, glistening with faint traces of moisture. Marcus licked his suddenly-dry lips, imagining how good it would feel to taste the Queen there. That was one more nice thing about the girl's body Mistress had given him. No mater how many times he climaxed, it felt like he'd be able to keep going forever!

As he stared longingly at his Mother's naked body, she suddenly reached out a hand and grabbed his in her own, holding it in her soft fingers. Marcus almost froze in shock, only the insistent pressure of Mistress' command to follow her keeping him stumbling down the corridor. His Mother's hand felt so warm...and comforting as she squeezed his in a gentle grip, and when she turned her head to smile at him he felt his heart ache inside his chest. She hadn't done anything like this for him in years, not since he was a boy could he remember the stern Queen holding his hand and staring at him so tenderly. This...felt so strange. He'd...used his magic on her in a panic, made it so she'd listen to him and not try to drag him away. That had been his only aim at the time, but why then was she treating him so nicely? Shouldn't she be mad at what he'd done to her? Had he perhaps changed...something else as well? The thought sent a little flicker of worry through his body, but it was kind of hard to focus on that. with Mistress' commands still dragging him forward and how good it felt to have his Mother hold him this way. Instead, the young prince just tried to enjoy this moment, letting his smaller hand rest inside the Queen's warm grip. The corridors they were heading down would lead to what had been his parents' bedroom after all, which Mistress must have taken for herself. He couldn't guess what would happen to him there...