Chapter 4
by dracone
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New Dynamics
Nilhord was confused, far more than he had anticipated. For the past few days he had been visiting the headmistress’s chambers and sharing notes on observations, it had been almost a week since the deal was made. For whatever reason, Headmistress Kana met him in the nude, the woman was sexy but also seemed to be more shameless than the image she had cultivated during her time at the school.
Nilhord was confused about his relationship with Kana as well. On one hand, she was the dominant figure of the school, on the other hand, she had willingly made herself subservient to him without everyone else realizing it. Now, as to what she was trying to do here, he was still pretty much in the dark.
He could feel something changing around him but he was unsure of what the changes meant. He could feel Kana’s sex drive getting more intense, given the salacious and erotic positions she placed herself in during their alone time but was still pinning things on him to make the first real move. It had been well over a month since he last saw Alethia, she seemed to be making herself more scarce than usual. Visions of both women submitting themselves to him had played in his dreams last night, he was not sure as to why that was or even why now, he had never had such dreams prior to that one the other night.
Nilhord decided, he was done being apprehensive and cautious, if Kana wanted him to be assertive, then that was what she was going to get. It had been the better part of a week since that meeting where he had marked Kana, it was time to show her why she was the willing, submissive in their relationship. Nilhord removed his attire and left the materials and his clothing by her door in a neat little pile as he entered the chambers.
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Kana was feeling uneasy, why had she been acting so salacious the past few days? Kana knew it was her idea to mark herself with his Tattoo Magic, she just didn’t think the side effects would have her being sexually provocative and kinky. Then all her thinking of such things stopped, hard.
Nilhord had entered the chambers, completely naked. He didn’t have the muscle build usually associated with the race, but his emerald scales still added to his physical attractiveness (shining and glittering as if they were made of emeralds), his face was also rather handsome, but what drew her attention most was his penis. His rod was massive, it looked like it was rivaling a horse’s scepter for size; compared to most humanoids, the penis had a similar base shape and curvature, the head flared out in five-pointed flower with rounded tips and edges, the penis itself had rounded spike-like bumps along it every 3 to 5 inches along the shaft. And the whole thing was a vibrant forestry-emerald green that glistened more than any other part of his body.
Thankfully, Kana had been naked herself. Seeing the figure before her was almost hypnotic, Kana could feel drool forming in her mouth and dribbling onto her breasts, and she didn’t care. She just moved across the room to where Nilhord was, in a trance driven by her feelings of sexual need, and placed his penis between her breasts and started massaging his cock with her breasts, while also fervorishly sucking on the head. All of it was instinctual, Kana could feel the mark on her crotch pulsing with a pleasure that reinforced her actions what she wanted to do.
Nilhord said nothing, he just stood there in what felt like an affirming silence, allowing Kana to perform her sensual act. After a few minutes of fondling her breasts around Nilhord’s penis, Kana moved over to the couch nearby and put her front down on the furniture as she presented her rear and exposed slit to Nilhord. Silently, wordlessly, Nilhord rammed his rod up into her vaginal cavity. In next to no time, his rod was already in her womb and she could feel her stomach deforming for a moment.
Kana could honestly say, this was the most pleasurable moment of her life. In her moment of ecstasy, she had an epiphany about the marks, they heighten sexual need and pleasure from intercourse, the tattoos placed by the magic create a need for sexual interactions and intercourse with the caster. An erotic, and wicked grin spread across her face. Kana now understood why her tattoo, the Mark of Submission, had the feature it did, most lovers under the influence of the mark would likely turn over mental adjustments to their partner through the pleasure alone. The smile intensified over Kana’s face as she just realized the utter agony of sexual need Alethia must be in, it was almost time to rectify that. But before she arrived, maybe Nilhord should do some light reading about the marks, she had some magically generated copies of some of the information on this sort of magic from the sources in her personal archives, Nilhord would get one of those copies.
Nilhord’s massive cock was an incredible encounter, in Kana’s honest opinion, and well hidden by the rest of his bookish exterior, not even his pants or undergarments had hinted towards the monster she just had an experience with. Alethia was about to have an unforgettable experience. And since she wouldn’t come here of her own volition, she would have to come her by ****.
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Alethia’s eyes flickered open, the last thing she remembered was passing out on her bed almost as soon as she had stripped her clothes off after her last report. For some reason, she had been unable to report in on her changes, it was like some sort of block within herself prevented such a thing from happening. Whatever was up with her was serious, she needed to consult the headmistress, even if she did have to hide most of the information surrounding it.
One did not just barge into the headmistress’s chambers, there were far too many magical defenses to make that anywhere close to a viable option. Alethia subconsciously massaged her bosom as she tried to think of a way t get anything close to an audience with Headmistress Kana. Alethia noticed her behavior and removed her hands from her chest area, whatever this was, it was getting worse, she needed to get help as soon as possible.
Alethia fired off a message to the headmistress, chances are the fastest she would see it back was 2 or 3 days. That was 2 or 3 days she thought she might not have, she could feel her consciousness slipping away. Whatever this was, Alethia hoped the headmistress knew how to undo it.
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Mystic Marks
Rise of the New Dark Master
It seems that in almost every era, a figure known as the Dark Lord or Demon King, or some other intimidating title rises to power, only for someone with the title of Hero to rise up and best them and end their reign of terror; but nobody seems to care about the circumstance around their rise to power, just the circumstance that happen during and after their rise to power. In a World of Magic and Mystery, there exist magical disciplines that are no longer in practice, one such art is Tattoo Magic. Tattoo Magic, also known as "Ink Arts" and "Mark Magic" is a lost discipline with only a few practices of the art surviving to the modern era; the ritual to mark the hero is one such surviving practice. A secret follower of the traditions around the rise of the "Dark Master" as most "civilized" peoples have come to call them has been told the next Dark Master in the cycle will wield the power of the lost art of Tattoo Magic.
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Updated on Jul 27, 2023
by dracone
Created on Feb 28, 2022
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