Winna has a very satisfying afternoon

Except for the strange incident, when a sudden urge for sex had attacked her senses, Winna's day passed uneventfully, much to her relief. Her mind was strangely clouded, as were the memories of last night. She remembered having had an erotic experience so strong, her live would never be the same. It had to do with a beautiful, sexy woman. She felt a strong, almost smothering attraction to that mysterious lady. She didn't know who she was. She just remembered, she held the key to fulfillment in more ways than Winna had ever dared imagine. So she just did her daily work and waited for the evening, cuz for some reason it held a promise that made her cringe with expectation.

Even though Winna believed she experienced just another day as a servant girl at the College of Light Shadow, it wasn't that way. Everybody who came to cross her way that day, took a longer look at her ample assets. Those, who had always lusted for the young woman, felt a stronger hunger today. Winna was pretty much unaware of her effect to the fellows and men of the kitchen staff. She only noticed at some point, that today almost everybody she knew tried to make more conversation with her than usual. And the topics touched on made her blush significantly more than she was used to. As a result, she concentrated more to her work, and tried to seek out places, where chances were reduced to meet yet another servant who'd keep her from doing her chores.

She was on one of those errands, that would take her into a less frequented section of the outbuilding, when she almost stumbled into Master Readner, the head caretaker of the college.

"Good day, Winna," he said in a casual manner.

"Good day, sir," she said, her look stiff with respect. The young servant maid held an inherent awe for the enlisted master magicians of the arcane school.

"Sorry, to interrupt your business, Winna" Master Readner said. "But I need to talk with you." Winna ducked, but the master mage didn't care. He looked around and pointed to a secluded niche. "Let's talk there, lest we aren't interrupted."

"As you wish," answered the girl, her voice hushed like a mouse.

The rosy cheeked wizard took grabbed her hands and pulled her to the niche. Winna was confused and no little afraid. Had she done something wrong? If so, she had no idea what. Distracted as she was, she didn't object, when he moved her into a position with her back against the wall. Fear rising, Winna looked down.

"Have you something to confess, girl?"

Winna concentrated on the wizard's feet. For some reason they seemed to be daintier than they ought to be.

"Look at me, Winna!"

The wizard's voice suddenly had a strange, female accent. Irritatedly, Winna did as commanded. She gasped. The person in front of her held no similarity with the familiar body and face of the Master of the Keyes. Winna wanted to scream - there was dangerous magic at work. But she was unable to raise her voice. Then she realised, that the gorgeous face she looked at belonged to the mysterious woman of her memories.

"W-who are you?" she muttered.

"That's none of your concern, girl" the woman whispered, her voice velvetty and beguiling. "But for now, you may call me 'mistress'."

"Yes, mistress." The words came to her as naturally as anything. To top it, Winna felt a strange urge to sink on her knees and beg her mistress to forgive her for not recognizing her at once. But seemingly, her mistress wasn't upset. "May I be of service, mistress?" she asked. After all she was a servant girl.

"Yes, you may, Winna. Tell me, how was your day?"

"Just like any other, mistress. I did my work as I am supposed to do. I hope I did everything right. The boys in the kitched were a little bit irritating. They wanted to flirt with me all the time. More than usual." At this point the beautiful woman smiled. "Then there was this strange incident, as few hours ago. I suddenly felt a strong urge for s-sex, mistress. It quickly vanished, and it didn't return. I... I dunno what befell me. I'm sorry mistress, it won't happen again." Winna looked at the lady excusingly.

"You needn't be afraid, Winna" the lady breathed. "I'm very pleased with you. And don't be sorry about your intimate feelings. It's absolutely normal to be excited. It's an integral part of every living creature. You mustn't be ashamed of it. In fact, be happy that those feelings are so strong in you - it lends you freedom." The air around Winna had started to be laden with an odor of musk and berries.

"Freedom?" Winna gasped.

"Of course. Freedom to do whatever you desire. Freedom to let your emotions go wild. Freedom to pick your partner the way you like. Free from any rules that limit the scopre of your life. Treasure that freedom and do not try to suppress your feelings." The mysterious, ebon eyes of the strange, dark beauty focussed on the girl. Winna winced. "Want to give it a try?" her mistress asked seductively.

Winna nodded, unable to say a word. Before she could react, she felt a curious hand sneak under her skirt and explore her soft thighs. Winna tensed, as arrows of excitement raced through her nubile body. Her mouth formed an astounded 'o'. The hand moved up and the arrows turned into spears. Out of a whim, Winna hadn't put on her underwear when she had left her chamber this morning. By a will of their own, her thighs parted. The warm, exploring hand didn't spurn this invitation. Winna gasped as nimble fingers found her way between Winna's nether lips. Her tight slit was moist with arousal.

"See, darling. It isn't that difficult, is it?"

"No!" Winna shook her head emphatically.

"Then lean back and enjoy your excitement. Embrace it, like a good friend come to comfort you."

The young maid responded with bliss. Barely able to keep herself standing on her wobbly legs, she leaned back to support herself against the corridor wall. The fingers at the gates to her sanctum drove her crazy. Her clitoris burned. Silently moaning, Winna closed her eyes and lost herself in mounting passion. Her tormentor went on stimulating her. Those fingers played havoc with her senses. First one, then two slipped between her juicy labia. They might haven been more, but at some point Winna lost any link to reality. Her awareness slipped and was replaced by a hot, searing want for pleasure. One hands slipped under her garment to massage her swollen breasts and burning nipples. The other slid into the golden mass of her curls, raging through it as an expression of her detachedness.

"Oh, yes, pet" a velvetty voice laughed. "Let yourself go. Enjoy the pleasure of your longings. Make your hottest dreams come true!"

"Mmmhhhh!" Winna moaned. Her body arched towards those fingers teasing her pussy. Her firm and round tits pressed against the fabric of her shirt. Willfully the maid pinched one of her rock -hard nipples with two fingers. "Ouuhhhh!" she sighed with joy.

"Yes, that's it, my little pet. Show your mistress what a horny little slut you are!"

The shameless insults further spurred her on. The fingers in her hungry pussy went in and out with merciless demand. Winna's lust rose to a point where she needed more than that. Moaning like a bitch in heat, she pushed her pelvis towards the invaders in her cavity. The mysterious woman met her needs with perfect synchronization. Quickly, Winna approached a massive climax. It came at her like a giant tiger set free from its chains. The moment it hit, Winna's passion exploded into a mind-shattering orgasm. Her body shook, her pussy muscles clenched around the invaders inside, and a stream of sweet liquor gushed from her hole. If not for her mistress' firm hand held across her mouth, Winna's screams would have echoed through the corridor like a storm bell warns against the upcoming thunderstorm. Winna spasmed, kept in thrall by the tiger of desire unleashed within her body and soul.

It took some time before Winna regained her senses. By then, only the hands of her mistress at her shoulders kept her upright. With bleary eyes, she thanked her benefactor for the gift just presented.

"H-how can I repay your kindness, mistress?" Winna would have done anything to please her mistress at this point.