You feel obligated.

“Fine it’s a bet. I’m sorry. Really I wasn’t trying to upset you.” She rolls over to face away from you. “Don’t be silly.” You grab her arm and kiss her shoulder.

“Im tired.” She says quietly. You kiss her on the arm. “Quit.” You slide down a bit and kiss her sexy hip. “We should really just go to sleep.” She rolls onto her back and under the sheets your hand finds her huge cock. “You think I’m going to forget you were being a bitch just because you give me a hand job?”

“No, I don’t.” You say before slurping it down your throat. She decides to just lie there so you take hold of her hips and set to work making her fuck your face as hard and fast as you are able to go up and down on her. Lovingly you lick and suck her balls while you stroke the shaft. Your saliva is rapidly getting everywhere as you suck and fuck and worship her yummy cock.

“Fine I forgive you, you silly bitch. Get up here and give me a kiss.”

“All right.” You lick and kiss your way up her torso till you reach her lovely face and suck her wonderful tongue. Reaching down you aim her head at your hungry asshole, “You could fuck me a little if you want.” You say as you kiss and lick her sexy face.

“I guess just a little.” She whispers as her member slides home into your warm ass. She then sits you up and spins you around without pulling out till you are lying on your back on top of her. She pinches and pulls at your new nipple rings till your nipples are raging hard and standing at attention. Looking down across your body as you grind into her crotch with your full ass you can’t help but admit that your nipples do look rather girly, especially when she pulls on them like that. The mix of pain and blissful pleasure has your entire body alive with energy that you can almost see in the darkness of the tent and silks of the bed.

“I think I can see magic.” You whisper as the orgasm washes through your body.

“What do you see?” She asks slowly grinding inside of you, holding you tightly against her.

“It’s like something is trying to talk to me, to show me something.”

“What?”

“I see...”. You focus your vision past the tent, something seems to be calling to you and you will yourself toward it.

A kind voice from beyond says, “You must choose.”

“I don’t understand. Choose what? What are my choices?” As an answer you see all sorts of flashes of images and colors, very little makes any sense but in all of it you are pretty sure; Lust, Animals, Nature, Luck, Fate, Life, Chaos, Law, Good, Evil, Fire, Water, and War, are all choices, plus the former you had chosen Strength and War. You know there are many more choices but these all at least sort of have a name. It would seem once you have chosen your two, your magic will begin to make more sense.