Playfully malevolent

Princess Karla led her own men into the woods, despite their uneasy looks and mistrust of the little girl. She was not afraid of picking a sword, and so the young and idealistic woman went first, eager to help this little and undefended girl, eager to prove she could defend her or anyone. Maybe if I help her... the gods teaches us that good deeds never come alone... my new realm will be one of kindness and justice... I know it will be.

The little girl, the one who had called herself Myrce, started to look to the sides uneasily as soon as they entered the green labyrinth and Karla took pity of her. Poor girl, she may have lost her mom already... but we must always remain hopeful, I shall bring happiness again to this war-accursed lands. "Do not worry child, we will find your mother, safe and sound. I know this." Why did I lie to her? She couldn't know, maybe she could not bare the sigh of more suffering in others. Maybe she could not bare more suffering for herself.

The captain of the guards had more practical concerns. "What type of monster attacked you two, girl?" He asked with keen eyes.

Myrce answered with a trembling voice, the one that should come for a little scaried girl. "I could not see it... I know it was big, but it was too dark, it moved too fast... Is this way." Said she, while continuing forward.

Behind them, Marian spoke concerned. "I'm scared, my lady. This woods are dangerous and if there is really a monster..." Karla looked to her, her maiden was a soft and kind woman, she may be easy to scare, but her hearth was always bigger than her fear.

"We must be strong Marian. We must be strong." She said to her.

"Where is the girl?" The captain of the guards asked suddenly.

Karla did not understood at first, but then she looked. Myrce was gone and there was not a sight of her. She and her men were alone in... where were they? She did not recognised the place, this was not the woods they had entered. The air around felt heavy, poisonous and dusty, the woods were unnaturally dark, and eerie, the light from the sun couldn't not reach them there, the roof of branches was too deep. Only a pale greenish light could be seen, one that glowed dimly from the entrails of the forest, whose branches seemed to move with malevolent intent and ravenous hunger.

Then, all hell broke loose.

The sorceress did not need to appear to command their obedience, her aura of lust had preceded her, and that was enough to make their feeble human minds submit. It started with a feel of uneasy... hotness. The guards started to feel uncomfortable inside their own armors, they started to feel trapped and bothered. Marian gasped in horror when she saw the first man undress, the maiden tried to bring a hand to cover her gasping mouth when the first of their penis was exposed, it was then when she realised she wasn't able to move at all. She couldn't turn her head to properly look at her beloved princess. Why doesn't she say anything?

Then man started to stroke themselves furiously, her eyes closed and their expressions needy, soon that was all that could be heard or seen, a dozen of man furiously masturbating. They started to cum almost immediately, but that did not interrupt their nutting, they needed it too much, some of them fell to the floor and continued there. That fanfare of constantly flying white spunk and fleshy attrition signalled the arrival of their new mistress.

The woman appeared as a beautiful and naked being, her whole image projected an inspiring magnificence. Her skin pale as the snow of a cold and terrible winter, her hair long and dark as the very night, it seemed to merge itself with the darkness of the forest. All darkness seemed to be born from her, but she was so beautiful... The men went fully crazy when they saw her, and she laugh at their messy spectacle. With a sign of her hand she commanded them to enjoy themselves and so they did. Some could not resist to search the dicks of their partners to suck them with complete abandon, others searched for their comrades' asses for a hole to fuck, but most of them were too gone in their madness to even acknowledge there were other beings around besides her, and they kept stroking their cocks in catatonic delirium.

Marian, still unable to move, felt that she couldn't gaze upon such deviancy.

"My lady, don't look!" said she to her beloved princess, still hoping to protect her somehow.

"What should I look away for? Do you mean that tree over there?" Said Karla in a eerily normal tone, amongst the orgy of moans that surrounded them.

Can't she see?

"She can't, human." Said the pale sorceress, suddenly too close, looking at her directly. "She can't hear us now, either." With a single move of her fingers she undid the conservative headgear that Marian used to cover her head, soon her long and brown hair was revealed as it fell from her like a cascade, and the sorceress smiled with approval. "That's better."

Marian was too loyal, too concerned for her lady to be worried about herself. "You have cursed her!" Said she while looking to the unaware Karla.

"No, I haven't. That is an illusion spell, not a curse. That's a gross misconception on your part, young one, but do not worry. Once I am done with you, you will be versed enough to know the difference."

Princess Karla spoke them. She did not sounded worried, only slightly annoyed."Why are we here, Marian? I don't remember this place. Weren't we going to Dorian's Castle?"

"That, on the other hand, is a memory loss spell." Said the Sorceress. "It can be easily recognised by its subject loss of memory."

"Who are you talking to, Marian?" Said Karla in a playful tone. "Are you keeping secrets from me again, you meanie?"

Marian tried to say something, but found that she couldn't.

"I beg your pardon, noblest of ladies." Said the sorceress. Her voice sounded different now, soft and inoffensive, the voice of an old and kind lady, a voice to be trusted. "She is talking to me"

"And who are you, then, If I may know?" Even in that weird and nightmarish situation, Karla, in her delusion, maintained her usual royal demeanour. Just before her, the captain of the guards was skullfucking one of the rookies. The young man had his helmet still on and that gave an unusual color to the sound of her face being ravaged. Marian wanted to scream to her lady. She is a demon and a witch, don't trust her! She wanted to say.

Instead, another thing came from her mouth. "My lady, she does look like a nice and wise old woman. She spoke to me about her knowledge and tricks." Her voice had sounded like her usual voice, calm and decided. "I did not want to say that!" She screamed, but no one heard or cared.

"Tricks? like magic?" Said Karla, amused.

"Would you care to come with me so that we may speak, dear princess?"

"I would be honoured."

And so, Marian watched in horror how her princess took the hand of that demon with a kind smile. The wisest and most valiant girl that she had ever known was tricked with insulting ease. It was the worst that had ever happened to her.

Until the sorceress turned to her one last time. "Ah, but course, I shall do something with you first..."