They leave a drip.

After the greatest orgasm of his life, Leif, the faun returned to his senses on the altar, weak, naked, and barely able to move.

Melicious, the younger witch, took his ankles in her hands and pulled his feet off the altar, then took his ankles in her hands and pulled him so he slid down until his feet touched the ground. He weakly braced his arms on the altar to stand. She wrapped her arm around his waist and pulled his pelvis tightly against her skirts.

Her eyes locked his even more tightly in a grip he could not resist.

She told him, "You did not need to die for us. You only needed to prove willing to do so. Return to your woods now. We will summon you if and when we wish again to harvest your manhood."

... a grip he could not resist.

He did not understand what that phrase meant, but it filled him with both sexual anticipation and foreboding. Bit he knew for certain that he would answer the summons wholeheartedly.

He walked and stumbled, dragging his leaden hooves away from the altar and the strange clearing with its serene atmosphere of calm power.

Only a few steps away (though in his mind's haze, it could have been miles), he found the oldest witch, Esmeralda, patiently waiting.

He stumbled right up to her (even though she had the unapproachable bearing of a queen or high priestess), spread his arms wide & hugged her.

Sounding more than a little like his old loquacious self, he begged her, "Please take me again, Your Highness. You stand in majesty and authority. To my eyes, you are even more beautiful than the magical glamor made you appear. Even if I might die, the pleasure of my passing would be worth every lost breath. I give my life to you if you would grant me the joy of your taking it."

The powerful crone smiled at his naiveté, "Go back to your woods and bed as many Nymphs and women as will have you to the best of your ability. When you have assisted a woman to have at least nine multiple orgasms in a row, you will begin to understand our sexual superiority. You see, you males must replenish your fluids to again feel such pleasure. Women do not have this weakness. You will see."

He marveled at what she had explained.

"Go now," she commanded, "return to your woods until we summon you again."

He bowed, nearly falling over as his body was still weak and fragile from his explosive sexual release moments earlier, and made haste into the woods as the thought of being summoned again filled his heart and.loins with anticipation.

He had not stumbled more than a few steps into the woods when he realized he was lost, lost in his own woods. But then he heard the soft humming and singing of the third witch, the beautiful Woman of Substance, Rhiamon.

"May I be of service to you?" he asked her as he approached, hoping she would take his body as she had before.

She stopped her chanting song and told him, "An evil army approaches, and our various magics (combined with the masculine energy you provided) will stall them impotent at the borders."

"Then take all the life energy from my body and defeat them utterly, my Conqueress and Commandress. I give it willingly to feel that pleasure again."

"Do you imply that I could not take the life energy from you if you were unwilling?" she teased.

He had said something wrong. He suddenly felt so embarrassed that he covered his genitals with both hands and pleaded, "No! Certainly, you have the power to overcome me, or to break my will, or certainly to seduce me into being willing to do anything you ask," he tried to regain her good will, "I only ask that you take me now and use me as you will."

... so embarrassed that he covered his genitals with both hands and pleaded ...

He begged like an addict, but she smiled as if she had heard a joke he had missed, "When you hear my voice, you will feel sexual arousal. When you obey my will, you will feel sexual gratification. We will protect the kingdom from outside threats, but I foresee you must go back and protect your woods from threats from within. Rise in knowledge and perhaps even wisdom, and we will summon you again when you are needed."

He nodded. He had never so thoroughly desired to obey another person's command before in his life.

"Yes, my Commandress," he bowed, feeling the fullness of his manhood slowly returning.

She pointed to an animal trail in the woods. He obeyed with haste, making his way through his woods to seek future adventures.

... to seek future adventures.