To The Mirror

There was a fleeting moment, as the demon stood before him and Mistress Pathfoot tried to not vomit on the ground, that he actually tried to fight it. The knowledge of the mirror had been intrusted to him a scant few months ago. It had been the single greatest honour he had ever been given in his life and he had understood the gravity of it.

For you see, dear reader, the mirror allowed the user to see anywhere and anywhen they wanted. This might seem like a great power but it comes with the problem that most of everything and everywhen is empty vacuum. So the frames were made for them, these allowed the user to lock in on a pre-set place in space-time.

In the wrong hands and with the right talent they could be used to spy on anyone and anything. A problem that would not have concerned the magic users of the world if it where not for the fact that it would mean that anyone could steal thier secrets.

So it was that the location of the five known mirrors was closely guarded. Even the room that contained the mirror here could only be found with a special marking which Aaralon had been given.

What does it matter if you tell him? The treacherous voice in his mind pointed out. The worst he can do with it is spy on girls getting dressed.

It was that point that killed the defiance in him, although it was less a raging torrent putting out a forest fire and more a single drop of dew putting out a single ash.

He nodded and turned to leave, the demon gestured for Pathfoot to follow them and she jumped up happily. Following close behind the demon as they headed out of the room.

The journey to the room took far longer than normal, whilst the warren of rooms that the mirror was hidden in had no people in it the area around the office was filled with young men. Young men who now had the image of a goddess walking among them in the form of Mistress Pathfoot.

They leapt on her like hungry animals and she welcomed them with open arms and legs. The demon didn’t seem to mind the hold up, indeed he would stand and watch as the groups would take fight over her holes. Cocks would be roughly shoved into her mouth, whilst hand grasped at her breasts and member after member was **** into her sex that quickly became slick with seed.

Eventually the demon would become bored of the show and make a gesture that sent the boys scattering. Leaving behind Mistress Pathfoot, the once proud leader of the school, lying naked, her sex leaking the seed of a dozen men and her skin stained by even more. And every time the demon would give her her mind back for those few moments. Just long enough for her to look at herself and think about how low she had been brought before she was pushed under again.

Aaralon watched all of this dispassionately. When he looked at Pathfoot he could understand her beauty in the same way he understood that of a flower. He felt no stirring in his loans for her, a fact that disturb him greatly. However the greater worry for him was the things that did cause a stirring was the sight of a pair of night watchmen.

Mistress Pathfoot had been very strong on not allowing women inside the walls after dark. Of course this also meant that there were always a few strong young men around to deal with any students who tried to sneak out in the night.

Now two of those strong young men were mid coitus against the wall of the hallway. The taller of the two, who Aaralon thought might have been called Broadbent, was pressing the smaller up against the wall. His cock was pistoning in and out of the smaller man's ass with a painful pace.

Looking at the wall Aaralon could see that the man being fucked, who he did not recognise, had already cum several times, leaving a stain on the wall.

He watched them with some interest, Aaralon had never had any interest in other men, his midnight adventures in the dorms had been born of necessity rather than any real desire. The idea of laying with another man had repulsed him outside of those few lust hazed nights. Yet now he found his cock stirring at the sight of the pair in front of him.

He didn’t doubt that this change was because of the demon but for now he had bigger problems. So the pair were left behind and they continued on towards the room.