To get Zethyla 5 - Begging

“Hayth.” Uklag shouts up the tree. “Hayth, come out. Please I want to talk.” Silence, the tree stands there, white leaves growing towards a distant sky. Uklag sighs; he even went as far as to say ‘please’, what a waste of his time.

A giggle behind him. Uklag turns around on his heels and sees Hayth in her true form leaned against a tree, hand raised to the face to hide her small smile. “You are making a funny face, mage. Does asking for something pain you so?” She asks and looks at him with eyes of ancient wisdom.

“There you are, to get this behind me: I’m sorry.” Uklag says and crosses his arms, “Happy?” Hayth shakes her head, “No, not enough.” And disappears. Uklag’s eyes widen, partly out of anger but mostly out of horror, he doesn’t want to spend another day in this wooden hellhole. He hears faint whispers from nearby trees and runs after the lady of the forest.

“Wait!” He shouts, “I am very sorry, okay?!” “For what, human?” Hayth asks from the top of an old oak. “For calling you weak. Whatever you are you are clearly stronger than me.” ‘Although that will change once you let me out of here you blasted…’ Hayth shakes her head, “Still not good enough.” And disappears again.

Faint whispers of the trees to the left of him, again he runs after her and stops at a small slope. “I am sorry for calling you a walking corpse.” ‘Although the thought was justified considering…’ He shouts into the woods. “You better be. That was rude.” Hayth says from below the slope, Uklag is in the process of sliding down the slope when she disappears into thin air.

He runs after the whispers of trees and leaves that she seems to leave behind. Finally he stops at a small pond, the ground here is covered in soft moss instead of the needle and leaves that cover most of the forest. Uklag can’t remember ever being here before. “Okay, I am very sorry about everything I said, Hayth.” He shuts, “I beg of you, just let me leave. I am willing to give you anything you want in return.”

“What if I want two things from you, Uklag?” Her voice echoes from nowhere and everywhere at once. “That can be arranged, just show yourself again.” Hayth appears in front of him and pushes him to the ground. They freeze for a moment, the warlock pressed to the mossy ground in his red robes interlocks his gaze with the lady of the forest that is on top of him.

“First I want of you, Uklag.” She says and undoes his clothes, “Too show me the night of pleasure that you have previously denied both me and yourself.” Well, although Uklag isn’t all much a fan of being the lesser of the acting members of a sexual process he isn’t going to say no to that. “Second, if there ever will followers of me in risk you have to help them, three times for each time you tried to kill me.”

Uklag makes a small grimace, helping somebody in need just because he promised some odd magical entity too isn’t his style either. However if he doesn’t agree he won’t get out of this forest. Or be able to have sex with this sexy forest goddess thing in front of him.

“I agree with your terms.” Hayth smiles and puts her right hand on his chest. A small sting later he finds a root like tattoo on his collarbone. ‘By the end of this journey I will look like the dummy for a bodypainter.’ He thinks. “Just as a reminder and a warning. If you don’t heed to your promise it will have some nasty consequences.”

Uklag sighs, “If that is what you need to do.” He says and kicks of his pants, looking out that they don’t land in the pond. “Better be safe with your kind, human.” Hayth says and slides her pussy over his revealed dick.

After months of abstinence, the feeling of a woman’s crotch gliding over his penis is like a revelation to the warlock. Hayth continues to rock her hips back and forth, as Uklag gathers all his willpower “You look like you are about to release, Uklag.” The lady of the forest says sweetly as her movements becomes slicker witch each time she glides over him. The mixture of her sweet juices and Uklag’s precum provide lubrication that only brings the warlock closer to orgasm. “Because I am.” He says in a strained tone. “Why hold back then? Go ahead Uklag.” She bends forward to his ear and whispers, “Cum.”

Something in her voice sets him free and his balls tighten as he releases his seed. The load splatters over his chest, but the discomfort is numbed by the overwhelming pleasure of finally being able to orgasm. When his mind returns to him from the bliss that was clouding it he finds Hayth happily licking up the seed. “Generations of humanity and you all still taste this good.” She muses and runs her tongue along his hairless chest to catch every bit of seed.

“I should move straight to the source then.” She says after she is finished and positions herself between his legs. To Uklag’s amazement his penis is still rock hard. “Surprised? You could say it is my godly aura.” Hayth chuckles and wraps her lips around his rod.

She sucks him deeper inside her and Uklag let’s out a lustful sigh. Her head bobbing up and down and with her horns she reminds him of his wives. Indeed, her blowjob is on the same level as well. Whatever Hayth truly is her sexual experience matches that of a succubus.

Slurping noises fill the forest as her tongue wiggles around his head in circular motions. Uklag becomes **** to his old instincts and grabs her by the horns to take control of the situation. Hayth slaps his hands away. “Bad Human.” She says with a rebuking look. “This is where you atone; you will take whatever I will give to you.”

“Sorry, old habits.” Uklag says with a shrug. Hayth’s face softens up a bit, “You are not allowed to take control but I suppose I can give you a bit…more…” She pushes her chest forward and he bountiful breasts wrap around his dick. Putting her hands on each side of her breasts she pushes them together and moves up and down.

Uklag’s dick is wet enough to provide the necessary lubrication. Sometimes quick, sometimes slow Hayth massages his dick with her breasts. Her mouth wrapping around the head of his cock she is fondling him to orgasm for a second time. With a grunt, Uklag shots his sperm deep into her mouth where Hayth greedily drinks it up.

A couple of drops escape her and land on her chest. She scoops them up after having gulped down everything she could get straight from his dick. “I have to say, Uklag. Your sperm taste slightly tainted.” She says as she licks it of her fingers. “Probably has something to do with the Demonmark on me.” Uklag says and tips at the curved lines that run from his neck to his heart. “Yes, that would be it. It is not unpleasant. One could compare it to spicy food I suppose.”

She rises from the ground and kneels down again above Uklag, her pussy aligning with his dick. The lady of the forest must have become pretty horny by now, as her crotch is literally dripping with honey and eagerly awaiting what comes next. “Let us move on to the main course then.” She says and lowers herself on his dick.

They both moan as her fleshy walls envelope him. With grace, Hayth arches her back slightly backwards as she takes in his whole length. “I hope after coming twice you will last a bit longer. Not that it matters much though.” Uklag isn’t quite sure what she means with the second part but he is fairly certain that he can fulfil her expectation as he is ridden by the self-titled goddess.

In circular motions she rocks her hips back and forth, up and down, using his dick to reach every bit of her needing pussy as they take in the ecstasy of sex. Hayth is leaning backwards, smiling, supported by her arms that rest on Uklag’s legs. The warlock himself is lying on the mossy ground, the plant is soft and while a bit wet and cold provides excellent comfort as he takes the occasional impact of Hayth’s hips meeting his.

He hasn’t done anything with his hands since being reprimanded earlier but the lady of the forest surely won’t have anything against him having a small feel. He extends his arms behind Hayth, buckling slightly to do so, and puts his hands on her arse. Following Hayth’s silence of that action he decides to put his own hips to use and push upwards. “Growing bolder, are you?” Hayth purrs, “If you want to challenge me mortal, so be it.”

Her movements become quicker, more primal and their hips meat with loud smacking noises again and again as the two fuck each other in wild lust. Not willing to give up Uklag quickens ever more with no regards to his stamina. His orgasm rises quickly but his strategy of recklessness seems to work out as Hayth’s moans become louder by the moment.

“Mhm, oh yes, Uklag.” She says, her voice heated up with bliss. “You are doing very well.” She feels something coming, something that she has been seducing humans for for millennia. The feeling of having somebody fuck you to orgasm. The anticipation fills her, makes her body rope like a cloth about to break.

But she doesn’t break, her whole body convulses as an orgasm waltzes through her body. “Cum with me Uklag.” She pants with heavy, lust filled words. Again her command has a weird effect on the warlock and he cums inside her immediately. His hips buckle upwards and drive his whole cock into her as he releases his seed. They both scream out their ecstasy in moan like shouts. Then Uklag has no more to give and collapse back unto the forest floor.

“Best apology I have made ever. Also the only one I think.” Uklag says and sighs in relief. Hayth on top of him smiles. “You think this is over, human?” His penis, still hard inside her, gets enveloped by the lady of the forest again. “You are atoning here; you are only done once I allow you to be.” Uklag feels his dick’s post orgasmic sensitivity threefold after being milked in such quick succession. “You can’t be serio-“ Hayth’s smile becomes even wider. “I have to give you a lesson Uklag, stopping when you want to will not suffice.”

Uklag has no other choice then to take it, the second he will try to escape he essentially goes back on his word meaning that nothing is stopping Hayth from keeping him in this forest. As such he has no other choice than to wait until the lady of the forest gets tired of him. He has a long day ahead of him.