You don’t think you can say no.

There is like two feet of cock staring at you and she is intimidating as hell. Without a word you step over to the wall, bend forward so your ass is presenting nicely, place your hands on the wall, and gulp. “Good boy. Now I am going to teach you your first spell. How does that sound?”

“Good?” You say sort of meekly.

She snaps your ass with the whip, not hard enough to leave a mark, but it makes you yelp. “Good What?”

“Good, mistress.” You say quickly. You feel Edwards hands pull the silk up and drape it over your shoulder, baring your asshole. His hands grip your flesh and tug to the sides to open your hole. The dry head of his cock rubs your ass crack.

“Relia, I want you to concentrate on the image of Edwards cock and imagine it completely coated with slick white lotion, soft and silky, lathered up real nice. Good boy I can see it in your mind. Now say the word, the one tugging at your mind that makes your vision reality.”

There is a word there, buzzing around in your head like a bee, you catch it and say it, it doesn’t really seem to mean anything to you yet you know with hat word you can conjure forth all sorts of liquids from water to lotion and much much more. “I did it!” You say quite excited.

“Good boy. You may proceed Edward.”

“Yes mistress.” He hisses in the gag and his wet cock is thrust forward to the hilt in one powerful motion. “He is very tight mistress. Thank you.” He pummels your ass till your knees get weak and you start to droop. His strong arms scoop you up and he holds you to him driving up into you over and over. Several times he grinds just right at that magic spot inside of you and your body spasms with your new found way to have an orgasm.

“Are you ready for your next lesson?” She asks.

Your tongue is hanging out of your mouth and you are drooling, you catch your breath long enough to say, “Ugh, oh, yes mistress.”

“Edward has far to much stamina, I fear he will break you before he is finished. You need to stop him. Feel his mind in yours. Good. Reach out, think of him having a wonderful all encompassing orgasm that leaves him satisfied and fulfilled so he will stop. Good. Now again find the word that will make it happen.”

You do as she asks. It is so hard to concentrate on anything other than your ass and your wagging cock as you bounce on his mast, but eventually you spot the word, latch onto it, and say it. Again it is simultaneously meaningless and is a demand on another person to do as you ask and hide the command from themselves so they think it was their idea.

He thrusts up and pulls you down so it is in as deep as he can get it and unleashes a flood of pent up cum into your hungry asshole. Spent he carries you to the bed, hisses, “Thank you Relia.” And lies you down.

She follows. “Are you up for another lesson?” She asks.