Apartment

It was 1 AM when he woke up, but he didn't know that. He was lying on a couch, covered by two blankets and his head wrapped around a wet towel and his wound all gauzed up.

"Oh, you've woken up." said the blonde girl he had enchanted not so long ago "Thank God. I thought you were dead."

"What time is it?" he asked trying to get ahold of his surroundings and when the girl told him the time he asked one more question "When did you met me for the first time?"

"11 hours ago."

The warlock opened his eyes as wide as possible. He needed to work as fast as possible.

"Come here." he said, getting the blanket out of his body and sitting down on the couch and feeling how the world started to spin around him "Oh, no, really. Come here."

The blonde hurried and sat right beside the warlock offering physical and emotional support.

"Oh! Are you okay?" she said "You fell down in an alley and hit your head. You probably shouldn't make such fast moves right now."

"Shut up and follow my lead." he said as he started kissing her.

He needed to finish the ritual; to get her to orgasm and make her enterily his. But the world kept spinning and spinning... He needed to do it quickly.

"Open your legs." he comanded and she obeyed.

He pushed the dress up the girl's body and pushed the panties down her legs. At first he tried to stick his dick inside, but his mind was in another place and he couldn't concentrate on the body in front of him or any other beautiful body he had seen before so he used his hand and made an effort.

He could have easily just created an illusion but his powers weren't functioning at their full capacity. As he moved his digits faster and the blonde moaned louder and louder he tried to get ahold of what was happening.

"How could this be?" he thought to himself "Why are my powers not working? Is my energy slipping away in this world with no magic? Will this golden girl ever cum?".

The warlock used the last of his strengths to send a message to the blonde's aroused mind.

"CUM." she heard on her head over and over again as the hand started to go slower, but the message was enough. She came.

And the wizard? He felt almost **** on top of the blonde girl feeling the warmth and softness of her breast.

"Oh... That was... That was... Oh, shit. Are you okay?"

The warlock couldn't say an answer as his energy slowly abandoned his body. He needed to recover them, but how? What was wrong with him? Was he... No. It couldn't be. He couldn't be mortal. Not, that couldn't...

He faded away as the blonde said some last words to her new Master.

"How could I forget? Have you eat something this whole day?"

It was 9 AM.

He woke up as tired as he could ever be. This time he was lying on a bed instead of a couch, but he could feel he was in the same place as before; he could sense the smell of flowers and candies coming from candles with their essence.

He saw to his right. There was a plate with food on it: a piece of meat inbetween two pieces of bread and some kind of bubbly black water. He left the toxic water on the side but truly enjoyed the bread and meat.

The warlock slowly got up from bed, trying to not make himself dizzy again and got out of the room. He found himself inside another room, the one he was before when he passed out. The golden girl was on the other side of the room playing with some weird instruments and dealing with a strange organic body.

"What are you doing?"

"Oh, Master! I didn't hear you coming out of the room." she looked at her bacon "This? It's just bacon."

"What's this... bay-con?? What do you do with it?"

"Uhm... Eat...?" Eating! Of course! That's what he was missing.

"What's your name, Golden Girl?"

"Okay... I might be eternally bound to you, but we need to get some things straight: I'm 24 years old, there's no need to call me 'girl'." the warlock couldn't believe the insolence, but he guessed that's what happens when you finish the ritual while you're not at your full power "And second, my name's is Charlotte. But you can call me Charlie, Master." she winked at her.

"You have a twitch in your eye... Charlie."

"Oh, Master... You might look young but you act like an old man."

"That's because I'm old."

Charlie put her bacon out of the frypan and put it right besides her toasted bread.

"You can't be older than 29. How old are you?"

"I am as old as the time."

"Well, for being as old as time you know shit about bacon." she took a bite out of her toast "Jeez, Master, you need a history lesson. By the way, I have friends coming, if you don't mind, I'd rather call you with another name whenever someone's present because calling you 'Master' all the time is going to rise red flags." she sat in the same couch he was sleeping before waiting for an answer.

"I've had many names. One of them , the one I liked the most has been 'Raberkong The Powerful' and also--"

"That's not going to make it." said Charlie "What about...?"