She's still at the Marquess's mercy....

Celia spent time slowly drizzling oils over Eilwy's body and rubbing them in. Soon Eilwy's skin glistened in the firelight. Eilwy felt strangely invigorated as the Marquess's hands explored her body, and she wondered what was in the oil.

Next, Celia powdered her. Little clouds of glittering dust drifted from the Marquess's small bags and settled on the enchantress's breasts and between her legs. The glittering powder tingled uncomfortably but not entirely unpleasantly. Eilwy moaned into her gag and squirmed a little, to Celia's amusement.

"Shhh," she whispered, kissing Eilwy on the forehead. "Don't tire yourself out."

No matter how much oil and powder Celia used, the bed stayed clean and dry. Eilwy had little time to consider this phenomenon, as Celia's finger's were gently probing at her pussy again, rubbing oils into her flesh. Eilwy shook her head furiously at her, but the Marquess just smiled.

"Just warming you up again," she teased.

Celia pushed the enchantress back onto the bed. What a beautiful sight she was! Small breasts of course, but such a tight, slender body, now well oiled and powdered, and her little bush neatly trimmed. She was a beauty alright. Celia idly wondered how many men at the King's Court would pay a fortune to exchange places with her right now.

Celia stretched, and then began playfully undoing her dress, pulling the cords and ribbons with slow and exaggerated movements. Eventually it slipped down her body and piled around her ankles. Underneath, she was wearing just a pair of small green panties and a thin fabric halter. Her legs were smooth and long, and her waist was thin. Eilwy glared at her balefully, and Celia gave a little pose, her curly blonde hair bouncing slightly.

"Do you like what you see?" She patted Eilwy's cheek teasingly, enjoying the look of anger on her victim's face. "It's such a shame we need to keep that gag on, or I'd have you on your knees with your head between my legs right now. I bet that tongue of yours is as good at begging and licking as it is casting spells! But don't worry dear, we've got plenty of time. Once I've worked out how to strip you of your magic you'll have plenty of time to practice licking pussy.... perhaps starting with my maids? Do you like them?"

Eilwy growled and thrashed, trying to free her hands. Celia laughed and slipped a hand down the front of her own panties, feeling her wetness. "Oh, that feels good." She stretched and smiled. "Don't pretend you won't like it Eilwy. They're attractive girls. They'll teach you how to use your tongue, and you'd better learn. When you're pleasuring a girl I expect you to give them an orgasm every time, or there'll be hell to pay. Also, I intend to loan you out to guests from time to time as part of my famous hospitality, and I'll want a good report on your performance. You're a whore now Eilwy, and you'd better her used to it. You're going to spend the rest of your days wearing a skimpy bikini, tied to my throne for all my visitors to see. A pretty little trophy." Celia slipped a cheeky finger into Eilwy's oiled pussy, and expertly found her still-tender clitoris. "Your days as a fearsome witch are now over," she told the squirming enchantress. "In future, when people think of that frog incident, they'll think about how you ended up paying off the insult with your body. The things I do to you will be sung about by the bards!"

She smiled and stood. Eilwy watched as she stepped into the leather harness and pulled it up her body, securing it around her waist. The ivory cock pointed directly out, swaying slightly. It was at least seven inches long and had some considerable girth. Eilwy's mouth was dry.

If only I could get this gag out! Eilwy raged impotently. I could raze this castle and change their memories before word gets out, and then give this Marquess a punishment she really won't like!

Celia saw what Eilwy was thinking, or at least enough of it. She smiled knowingly and gave a victory pose, and then settled into the bed with Eilwy. She kissed her again, hands exploring the enchantress's sensitive and oiled body, the strapon pressing into Eilwy's leg like an eager erection. Then she grabbed the enchantress and threw her onto her belly, pulling her at the hips until she was on her knees. Were it not for the fact that her hands were tied behind her back, she would have been on all fours - as it was, unable to balance, she was face down in the pillows, her **** ass raised high behind her.

Kneeling behind her, Celis briefly examined Eilwy's pink, well oiled pussy, and then prepared to slip her strapon in. What a glorious victory today had turned out to be!