Unexpected heirloom

As you walked the hallways in the buff you finally arrived to lady Formosa's dressing, just next to her private room it was a gigantic place. Once again you began to suspect that space itself had been tampered with here because such a large room couldn't fit this part of the building.

Each piece of clothing was exposed each on its display case, under your eyes where aligned hundreds of pair of panties all skimping than the next, dozens of dresses with the open front to leave the boobs bare as the elven tradition demanded.

On one wall where gathered men clothes.

"The mistress guests sometimes leave some things in the morning, I'm sure we will find something that will fit you. " said Nancy.

By guest she probably meant lovers, it was well known that a lot of the men from the highest families and even a few emperors had succumbed to the charms of the everlasting beauty of your mistress.

" Can you get this thing under control? It will be hard to find pants that fit you otherwise. " said the Maid pointing to your erection.

" Well , with our mistress tips and your outfit there is like chance of it going down on its own. " you replied to the pink haired girl.

" Do you think you can break that damn spell? " she asked you. The magic field that exposed her most sensible parts but kept them away from reach was designed both as a obstacle and an incentive for you. It stopped you from having fun with her but as soon as you got strong enough to overcome it you would have free access to her.

"Right now, I don't think so but with a few days to study it and to use the library it might be possible. " you acknowledged.

"I make you a deal, you get rid of this thing by the end of the week and I spend the night in your room for a month. If you accept I even help you right now. But if you fail, I will make your life here a real he'll. So, think you're good enough? " she said.

" One week should be enough. " you replied.

Without a word, your deal sealed she fell on her knees in front of you. Swatting aside your hands she used her mouth, the only opening to her body not magically shielded and began sucking your dick.

It was your first blowjob but not hers, her lips were sliding up and down your shift and her tongue swirling around, toying with the most sensitive part of it just under the head.

Years of training to learn how to focus your mind went through the window as you totally lost control under her sensual efforts. You had no experience in that and she was an expert. She didn't intend for a long sensual foreplay but to drain your balls and get your dick limp. In that she succeeded in a very short time.

Swallowing your load she raised again and looked at you in the eyes.

"Remember your words or this is the last time you empty your balls for a very long time. As an incentive if I don't get to cum, neither do you. You better not want off until you free me or you'll regret it. If you really need to get off come see me and I will make sure you deserve it. " she told you. The sexy maid that looked a bit simple minded the first time you saw her was actually a strong willed woman with a tendency for domination.

Now able to fit in some pants you looked around for something you could use.

" I can pick anything I like? " you asked.

" If you stretch out our mistress favorite dress or panties your ass is toast but yeah you can choose in the lost and found. " she said

You saw outfits, most of them ridiculous and though about their story. Lots of pants with underwear made you wonder what could have pushed their owners to leave the tower wearing nothing bellow the waist.

You eyes stopped on a full outfit and your mind froze. It wasn't possible. On a maniquin to present it was a full suit, vest, pants, boots, belt, gauntlet and a hooded cape . It was blue with white symbols painted on it. The silk turned from turquoise to dark blue whenever you looked away and the three medallions of silver and Amber marked it as the real deal and not an imitation.

Nearly six centuries ago a young mage had fought an epic battle against the Queen of some spider looking creatures in the southern jungles of Jilanovia, the elven tribes were so impressed with his talent that they made for him a powerful suit out of the silk the beast made and adorned it with three powerful artifacts to reward him.

On his return in the Empire, now recognized as an Archmage he became director of the Academy for Arcanic Arts and five years later was elected Emperor after the old Thromian the third passed away. His name was Richard Ashcroft, becoming Richard the first, your ancestor. He wore this fable outfit for all his reign but it was lost when he died and never recovered, until today.

You would have to ask your mistress how she came to own it, but in the meantime you were taking back what was rightfully yours.

With the suit on, the old spells Emperor Richard had put on it took life again. The first surprise was that you could see through clothes now, this aspect of your ancestry was not in the history manuals your read in your youth.

"I can't dispell that thing now Nancy but I can do this! " you told the Maid.

Using another spell stored into the talismans on the suit you brushed a finger on her cheek and she nearly fell down from the shock of the massive organ she just experienced.