Read the book.

The pair of young sorceresses managed to quickly escape the tower quite easily, as the alarm hadn’t yet been raised. She’d left her money and gear at the brothel, and didn’t dare collect them. So she got Fyneen to rent a room at a cheap tavern down by the docks. The innkeeper raised his eyebrows at the sight of a young mage taking a room with a woman dressed as a whore.

Once in the room, Shairi sent her new apprentice off to buy her some better clothes. Then, finally, she sat down on the bed in the privacy of the room, she opened Zauthar’s grimoire.

She felt a thrill of excitement as she caressed its soft, smooth cover. Inside, the text was beautifully illuminated. Lavishly detailed diagrams illustrated key points, and since most of those points were obscene, she soon found herself removing her skirt and rubbing her pussy as she looked at them.

The text was equally arousing. Zauthar had lovingly detailed each and every magical perversion he had invented. Shairi became wetter and wetter as she read of spells to fill a target with lust or inflict any perverse desire on them – magics to bind someone’s will through sex – spells to violate a target in ways that no human could – spells to draw power from lust – spells to transform lovers into perfect sex toys, or to transform the caster through massive indulgence – and dozens more.

There were also more normal spells, and a long list of demons, together with their true names and the spells to summon and bind them. Zauther was a skilled and witty writer, filling the text with anecdotes about his own experiences and the ways he’d used his magic. Shairi found herself alternating between giggles and moans as she read his account of how he’d dealt with a paladin who’d tried to kill him, tricking, enchanting, confusing and seducing her until she willingly gave him her virginity and became a whore for his armies.

Finally, she found what she was looking for – a way to break the spell on her own virginity. It was a potion she would need to drink. Most of the ingredients were easy to acquire, but the key elements would be more of a challenge – she needed the cum of three magical beings (male or female). It wouldn’t be -too- hard to find such beings in Imian, but getting their cum would be a challenge.

Startled, Shairi snapped the book shut as Fyneen entered the room. The apprentice gasped at the sight of the half-elf naked from the waist down, and the smell of her sex.