Caleb, a Warlock Apprentice

“Wow, that explains the strange attraction I felt from this thing. This must be what Headmaster Victoria has been going on about. This ring is the magical item she lost, I’d bet all money on it,” the boy said as Regina scratched her head.

“Well it’s yours now. Once you put it on it’s bonded with you for the rest of your life. You still haven’t told me who you are and what exactly is this place?” Regina inquired.

“Oh, sorry. I’m Caleb and this is a witches’ and warlocks’ coven. We’re the Dragon Blood coven to be specific.” Caleb cracked a smile as he looked the beauty before him up and down.

“A coven huh? Wow, so I guess the witch trials didn’t exactly succeed did they?” Regina grinned.

“No, those morons chased red herrings and killed innocent people for a pointless crusade. Some of our ancestors were lost but fortunately most were wise to the attack and left to this parallel world undetected.” Caleb looked Regina up and down puzzled.

“Wait, how long have you been trapped in this thing for anyway? You talk of the witch trials like it has been recent.” Caleb asked.

“Well that depends. What year is it?”

“It’s the year two thousand and twenty one.” Caleb began to get a little nervous.

“Shit, it has been a while. I guess about three hundred and fifty years give or take.”

“What the… Did you say three hundred and fifty years? How the hell are you still sane?” Caleb was stunned.

“She can’t be for real. Her skimpy outfit doesn’t look all that old and chains like that could have simply been swiped from the dungeon. This has to be a joke,” Caleb thought to himself.

“I wasn’t awake the whole time, silly. When I’m in the ring I’m not conscious. Three hundred and fifty years passed as quickly as merely a moment for me. As for the clothes, I only mimicked those naughty pictures you have in that book under your pillow over there, and these chains are a symbol of my binding to you. I couldn’t break them if I tried.” Regina giggled.

“Wait, you heard that? You’re a mind reader?” Caleb blushed.

“Well, not for everyone. I’m bound to you. As long as you have that ring on I’m a part of you. So I hear your thoughts and desires. After all, I have to know how to please my dear master,” Regina blushed in return.

“Master? So you’re some type of djinn aren’t you?” Caleb began to get excited as the possibilities began running through his mind.

“Not entirely correct. I’m an enchantress and I’m bound to whomever wears that ring. You have access to my powers, which I’ve already explained to you. Why don’t you dispense with the questions and just give it a try already?” Regina raised an eyebrow.

“Okay, let’s try something simple. Regina strip naked and masturbate for me.” Caleb said, holding up his ring finger as if holding a wand. Regina gave a puzzled look and then giggled just before pulling her top off, setting her double d’s free as Caleb followed the bounce of her breasts with wide eyes. Smirking at his expression she proceeded to pull her bottoms off as well, revealing her bare pussy as she slid a finger across her nether lips. Caleb stood stunned with tented pants at the sight.

“Holy fuck, this thing really works,” Caleb cracked a grin.

“Well of course it works but it doesn’t work on me silly. It doesn’t require magic to get me to do lewd things for you. You’re already my master.” Regina laughed. “I can be nude all the time if you want, only you can see me anyway.”

“This poor guy must have been stuck alone in this place a while. He’s so hard up. I better relieve some of his tension or we’ll never get anywhere.” Regina thought.

“Okay, why don’t you come over here on the bed with me and let’s get this over with.” Regina beckoned to him as she laid back on his bed on full display.

“Wait, what?” Caleb was stunned. He had just turned eighteen only a week prior and never so much as had a girlfriend, much less have sex. The rules of the coven were very strict when it came to relationships with other apprentices.

“You heard me, let’s fuck already.” Regina said, spreading her pussy lips to entice him.