Chapter 5: Resolution
"Say it again, toy. Show me the power of your conviction." Tavix beamed.
"I accept your offer." My voice is shaky but strong. "My body, mind and soul are yours." I said, my voice heavy with resignation.
Tavix's smile widened, her eyes gleaming with triumph. "Good boy. I knew you'd see reason, eventually." She snapped her fingers, and the collar disappeared from my hands, only to reappear around my neck. It tightened, locking into place with a soft click.
I could feel the magic in the collar, pulsing with dark energy, binding me to Tavix. I gasped, my body convulsing as the magic flooded through me, further marking me as hers.
Tavix purred with satisfaction, her eyes never leaving mine. "There now, that wasn't so hard, was it?"
I just stared at her, my body still shuddering from the magic.
"Now, let's see what my dear friend, the sorceress is up to, shall we?"
Davna's eyes widened in shock. "You're taking him with you? To Aethra?"
Tavix turned to face Davna, a cruel smile playing on her lips. "Yes, dear. And as for you..." Tavix's smile widened, a dangerous glint in her eyes. "Run along and let her know we're coming." Tavix said, dismissing Davna with a wave of her hand. The goblin maid glared at Tavix, but she knew better than to argue. She scooped up her panties and stomped out of the room, slamming the door behind her.
Tavix turned to me, her eyes gleaming with mischief. "She's rather fun, isn't she? I wonder how long it will take Aethra to figure out she's pregnant with your imp spawn."
I glared at Tavix, my hands clenched into fists. "You're enjoying this, aren't you?"
"Oh, sweet little thrall, you have no idea. But enough about me. Let's focus on what's next. Our little goblin friend has made quite the mess, hasn't she?"
I grimaced, remembering Davna's angry departure.
"Let's give her and her mistress some time to talk. While we wait... I can't help but feel a small amount of jealousy toward Davna. Afterall, she got to play with my new toy before I did." She pouted, looking meaningful at my cock.
"It's only fair that I get to use you before we leave, don't you think?"
I bristled at her words, but my cock betrayed me, twitching in its confining ring. Tavix noticed, her lips curling into a satisfied smirk. She ran her finger over my chest, tracing the line of my neck as she moved lower. I could feel the heat of her touch, the rough pad of her finger against my skin. She chuckled softly, her breath tickling my ear.
"Don't worry, pet. I won't break you... yet. But I'll make sure you enjoy it. After all, it's just a little fun before we get back to business." Tavix's finger dipped lower, brushing against the head of my cock through the cursed ring. I gasped, my body arching off the bed as she gently stroked me, the ring binding into my flesh with each pass.
Tavix chuckled, low and throaty, as she continued to tease me. "You like that, don't you, my pet? You want more." She squeezed my cock. She stood and unzipped the groin of her catsuit. Her pussy was already glistening, her lips swollen and inviting. She straddled me, her weight pressing me into the bed.
“You’re mine now, thrall,” she whispered, her breath hot on my ear. “I want to hear you say it.”
I knew better than to fight her. She was right; I was hers. “I’m yours.” I admitted, quietly.
Tavix grinned, a wicked, triumphant smile that sent shivers down my spine. She stepped forward. Her tall frame and long legs placed her sex inches from my face. I could smell her arousal, the musk of her desire filling my nostrils, making my cock throb painfully in its confines. Tavix reached down and grabbed my head, her fingers tangling in my hair as she forced me to look up at her.
"Look at me, pet." she commanded, her voice tight with desire.
I looked up at her, her eyes gleaming with lust and power. She was beautiful, with her long, black hair cascading down her back, her red skin glowing in the dim light of the room.
She gently pulled my face into her sex. "This is your purpose, toy. Pleasure your mistress."
My tongue explored her depths. I licked around her clit, flicking and teasing her sensitive nub, until she was panting and writhing above me. I could feel the heat of her pussy on my face, feel her juices coating my cheeks as I sucked and licked her like a starving man.
"Yes," Tavix moaned, her hips moving faster, grinding herself against my mouth. "That's it, my pet. Eat me.
I did as I was told, my tongue working her clit in earnest, my fingers digging into her ass, pulling her closer, deeper into my mouth.
Tavix moaned, the sound raw and primal, her hips moving in a frenzied rhythm. She was close, so fucking close I could taste it on the air.
"That's it, pet," she panted, her nails digging into my chest, leaving red welts in their wake. "You're a good little fucktoy, aren't you? Such a glutton for your mistress's pussy."
I groaned, the sound muffled by her sex, my cock throbbing painfully in its confines. I couldn't take much more of this. I needed release, needed to feel her, to be inside her.
Tavix seemed to sense my desperation, her chest heaving as she gasped for breath. She looked down at me, her eyes wild and feral, a wicked grin playing on her lips. She was enjoying my suffering. Not just the pleasure of fucking me, but watching me squirm, knowing that I was at her mercy. She was in control, and she loved it. I hated her for it, but I couldn't deny the effect she was having on me. My cock was throbbing, desperate for release, but the ring held me captive, a cruel reminder of her power over me.
Tavix chuckled, a low, throaty sound that sent shivers down my spine. "You're so hard, my pet. But if you want inside me, you going to have to make your mistress cum." She wiggled her hips, grinding her pussy against my mouth, her juices soaking my face, running down my neck.
I moaned against her, my tongue working her clit, my teeth nipping at her sensitive flesh. She gasped, her hips bucking against me, her breath coming in short, sharp gasps.
"That's it, toy," she hissed, her fingers tightening in my hair, pulling me closer, deeper into her. "Make me cum. I'm so close!"
I could feel her pussy clamping down on my tongue, her juices squirting into my mouth as she screams her release. I lapped up every drop, my tongue working her through her orgasm, drawing it out as long as I can.
Finally, she released my head. I gasped for air, not even realizing that I was suffocating through her climax. I barely had time to recover when she pushed me down, onto the bed.
"It's time, little Imp. Time to play with my new toy." She climbed ontop of me and gripped my shaft in her hand, lowering her self above it.
She was so fucking wet, her juices dripping down onto my cock. She lined it up with her pussy, and slowly sank down on it. I gasped at the feeling of her hot, tight cunt enveloping my cock. She fitted me like a glove, her body squeezing me in all the right places.
Tavix let out a low moan as she began to move, her hips rocking back and forth, her pussy sliding up and down my cock. She was already close, her body humming with need and desire. She rode me like a fucking pro, her body bouncing and grinding against mine, her large tits swaying with each motion.
Her nails dug into my chest, her eyes locked onto mine, a wild, feral look in them.
"You like that, don't you, pet? She taunted, her voice a low growl that sent shivers down my spine.
I gritted my teeth, my hands gripping her hips, my fingers digging into her flesh. "Y-yes mistress" I groaned, my body aching with the need to cum.
Tavix threw her head back, her black hair cascading down her back, her latex catsuit glistening in the dim lighting.
Her hips moved in a relentless rhythm, impaling herself on my cock with each thrust. I gripped her hips, my fingers digging into her elastic suit as I tried to match her pace. But even with her cursed magic, I was no match for her insatiable hunger. She rode me like a wild woman as she chased her release.
"You feel so good inside me!" she moaned, her voice a primal growl.
Her hips moved in a relentless rhythm, her pussy gripping my cock, every muscle tensing and releasing. She was fucking me with feral intensity, her body performing a dance that was as old as time itself. I gripped her hips, my fingers digging into her soft, latex-clad flesh as I tried to match her pace. But she was insatiable, moving so fast that it was all I could do to keep up.
"Your cunt is so tight, mistress. Please, please let me cum."
Tavix laughed, a low, wicked sound that sent shivers down my spine. "Patience, pet. Not yet. I want to feel you deep inside me, your cock throbbing with need." She gripped my hips, her nails digging into my skin, and forced me to move in time with her.
I could feel every inch of her, the slick walls of her pussy gripping my cock, her inner muscles clenching and unclenching around me. I was drowning in her, lost in the sensation of her body writhing beneath me.
My hips moved in sync with hers, our bodies locked together in a primal dance. I could feel her nails digging into my back, her breath hot and ragged against my neck.
"You feel so good, Mistress. " I groaned, my voice barely recognizable as my own. "Your pussy is so tight, so hot. I can feel every inch of you, milking my cock."
Tavix moaned in response, her hips bucking wildly against mine. "That's right, pet," she taunted, her voice laced with lust and power. "You like that, don't you?
You like being my little fucktoy, don't you?" Tavix demanded, her hips moving in a wild, frenzied rhythm. Her nails dug into my flesh, leaving red welts in their wake. She was rough, brutal, and I fucking loved it.
I groaned, my body aching with the need to cum. But I knew better than to ask. Tavix was in control, and she loved it. She was fucking me like a wild woman, her body moving in a chaotic, primal dance.
"Please," I begged, my voice hoarse and desperate. "Please, Mistress. I need to cum.
Every inch of my body is screaming for release, my cock throbbing painfully in its confines. But I know better than to ask. Tavix is in control here, and she loves it. She's fucking me like a wild woman, her body moving in a chaotic, primal dance.
"You want to cum, pet?" she taunts, her voice a low growl. "You want to fill my tight little cunt with your hot cum?"
I nod, my breath coming in ragged gasps. "Yes, Mistress. Please."
Tavix laughs, a harsh, cruel sound that sends shivers down my spine.
"I love it when you beg, pet," she says, her hips moving faster, grinding herself against me with more force. "Tell me who you belong to." Tavix demanded, her hips moving like a fucking piston. She was relentless, her body slamming into mine with every thrust.
I groaned, my hands gripping her hips tighter, my fingers digging into her flesh. "I belong to you, Mistress. Only you." I panted, the words coming out as a plea, a prayer.
Tavix laughed, a harsh, crude sound that sent shivers down my spine. "Good boy. And what are you?" She asked.
"I'm your, fuck toy. Your plaything." I panted, my voice shaking with desperate need.
Tavix purred, her hips grinding against mine, her pussy clenching around my cock like a vice. "That's right, pet. You're mine. And I'm going to use you until you can't take it any longer."
I groaned, my cock throbbing in its confines as I reached up and palmed her large, firm breasts.
"I think you've learned your place. As a reward, I want you to cum for me. Can you do that, little imp?" Tavix taunted, her voice dripping with sadistic pleasure. She knew the power she held over me, the control she could exert with just her words. She was a master of manipulation, of pushing me to the brink and back.
I gripped her hips tighter, my hands digging into the latex of her suit as I thrust up into her, my cock desperate for release. "Yes, mistress," I gasped, my breath coming in short, ragged pants. "Please let me cum. I can't take much more of this."
Tavix chuckled, a low, dark sound that sent shivers down my spine.
"You've been a good little toy, haven't you? You've worked hard for this release." She leaned down, her lips brushing against my ear. "Cum for me. Fill me with your fucking seed, Thrall." Tavix commanded, her voice a low, guttural growl. "Make me feel that cock throb deep inside me."
I groaned, my body aching with the need to release. The magic ring around my cock was a constant reminder of her control, a cruel tease that made me want to beg for relief. Tavix held all the power in this room, and she loved it. I felt her release her power, temporarily allowing me to cum.
I gripped her hips tighter, my fingers digging into the latex of her suit as I thrust up into her, my cock finally free to release its load.
"Thank you, Mistress," I groaned, my voice shaking with relief and desire. The magic ring around my cock loosened, allowing me to fill her with my seed. Tavix's pussy gripped me like a vice, her inner muscles working in time with my thrusts, milking me for all I was worth. I could feel her juices mixing with mine, our bodies joined in the most primal way possible.
"That's it, pet," she hissed, her hips moving faster, her pussy sucking and swallowing my seed with every thrust. "Give it all to me. Fill me up with your hot cum."
I groaned, my body convulsing as I came, my cock throbbing deep inside her. It was the most intense orgasm I had ever experienced, my entire body tensing and then relaxing in waves of pleasure.
But as I finally came down from the high, I found myself gasping for breath, my body aching with the aftermath of our passionate encounter.
Tavix got up from on top of me, her pussy glistening with a thin sheen of sweat. She turned around and without a word, began to close the zipper of her latex catsuit, sealing herself away from me once again. I watched her, my heart pounding in my chest as I tried to catch my breath. I felt a strange mix of satisfaction and longing, contentment and emptiness. Tavix had shown me a side of her that I had never seen before, a side that was raw, primal, and deeply intimate. I had pleased her, and she rewarded me, in kind.
Tavix turned to me, her eyes gleaming with satisfaction. She reached for a leash, its metal links glinting in the dim light, and attached it to the ring on my collar. I felt a jolt of electricity as she secured it, a reminder of my new status. She tugged on it gently, a cruel smile playing on her lips.
"Come, pet. It's time to meet our host." She led me out of the room, pulling the leash taut. I followed, my body still tingling from our encounter. We navigated accoss the corridor to the end of the hallway, where a large wooden door stood closed. I could hear muffled voices coming from inside. Tavix pulled on the leash, guiding me to the doorway. She opened it and I peered into the well lit room, my eyes adjusting to the brightness.
Davna, the goblin maid, was on her knees before a tall, blond woman in a silk robe. The woman, whom I assumed to be Aethra, the sorceress, was pacing back and forth, her expression stormy. Davna was pleading, her eyes wide with fear. "Please, Mistress, I beg of you. Don't cast me out. I didn't mean for this to happen."
Aethra stopped her pacing and turned to face Davna, her eyes narrowing. "You didn't mean to get yourself impregnated with a demon's spawn? How careless of you, Davna. I've told you time and time again to be more careful with your... appetites." Her voice was sharp, like the edge of a blade.
Davna's voice wavered as she spoke, her eyes filled with tears.
Before she could continue, Aethra turned to Tavix, her expression shifting from anger to curiosity. "Tavix, what is the meaning of this? You bring an intruder into my tower, and now he's gotten my maid pregnant?" Her voice was like ice, her blue eyes piercing as she stared at the demon woman.
Tavix merely smiled, a wicked gleam in her eyes as she pulled the leash, guiding me, her new pet, forward. "Ah, Aethra, always the dramatist. I assure you, dear friend, this is not an intruder. This is my new... toy. And as for Davna's pregnancy, well, that's a different matter altogether." Tavix's smile widened, her eyes never leaving Aethra's.
"You're looking as radiant as ever. I see you've been keeping yourself busy." Davna and I exchanged shocked glances, neither of us expecting the cordiality between the two women. It was as if they were old friends, rather than the adversaries we had been led to believe. Aethra's expression softened slightly at Tavix's words, her blue eyes warming. "And you, Tavix, as lovely as ever," she replied. "I must admit, I'm surprised to see you here, with a... pet in tow. Especially one who bears your mark." She glanced at me, her eyes narrowing as she took in the collar around my neck. "What's his name?" Davna's eyes widened in disbelief, her grip on my arm tightening as she realized the implications of their exchange.
Tavix chuckles, "He's Thrall. I found him wandering the maze downstairs. Isn't he charming?" Her eyes gleamed with amusement as she looked down at me, her grip tightening on the leash.
Aethra raised an eyebrow, her expression skeptical. "Thrall, you say? And what makes you think I would welcome an uninvited guest into my home, let alone one of your... pets? Especially after what happened last time."
Tavix's smile never wavered, her eyes flickering with a hint of challenge. "Come now, Aethra. You know as well as I do that the maze has a mind of its own." Tavix's voice was laced with amusement as she recalled their shared past. "And speaking of minds, I must say, I thoroughly enjoyed our little... mirror mischief. It was quite the prank, and it's a shame that our little game had to come to an end." Tavix's smile widened, her eyes gleaming with mischief as she reminisced about their past encounter.
Aethra scoffed, her arms crossing over her chest as she playfully glared at Tavix. "You enjoyed trapping me in a lamp for more than a decade, if you'll recall. " Her voice was filled with faux bitterness, her blue eyes sparkling with mirth.
Tavix laughed. "All in good fun, my dear Aethra. Besides, you were a sight to behold, bound in that tiny lamp." The two women shared a laugh, the tension in the room dissipating. Tavix turned to me, her expression softening. "But alas, Aethra, it seems our reunion will be short-lived. My pet and I must be on our way." Aethra's eyes narrowed, her expression turning serious. "Wait, Tavix. Before you go, I have a favor to ask of you." She glanced at Davna, who had been quietly watching the exchange. "Take her with you. She's been... troublesome of late, and I believe a change of scenery will do her some good."
Tavix raised an eyebrow, her gaze flicking between Aethra and Davna. "Whatever for? She seems perfectly fine to me." Aethra's expression turned stern.
"And as for Davna, she is indeed troublesome. It seems she's managed to get herself with child, and the father is none other than our new toy." Davna's eyes widened in shock, her cheeks flushing a deep green as she realized Aethra's meaning. She looked at me, her expression a mixture of fear and anger. "I was careful, I swear! Tavix tricked me!"
Tavix's eyes widened in surprise, her gaze flicking between Davna and me. "You're pregnant? How?" She looked at me, her expression turning thoughtful. "Wait, you bedded her without my permission?" Her voice a mockery of anger and faux outrage.
Aethra stepped forward, her hand raised in a calming gesture. "Yes, Tavix, she is indeed troublesome, but also extremely skilled and dutiful. However, her... appetites have become quite... insatiable, and I fear for her well-being if left unchecked."
Tavix's expression softened as she glanced at Davna, who was now trembling visibly. "I see. Well, Aethra, I could certainly use a maid who is both skilled and dutiful. I'll take her off your hands, but on one condition: she must be allowed to satisfy her... appetites under my supervision. I won't have her harming herself or others."
Aethra nodded, relief evident in her eyes. "I was hoping you would say that. And who better to keep her in line than you, Tavix? You have a way with... certain needs."
The goblin maid looked up at Tavix, her expression filled with a mix of relief and gratitude. She turned to me, her green eyes filled with unshed tears.
"I'm sorry," she whispered, her voice barely audible. "I didn't mean for any of this to happen. I was just... curious. And then I couldn't stop. I'm so sorry."
I looked at her, my heart aching with a strange mix of pity and anger. I knew all too well what it felt like to be consumed by a craving, to be driven to the brink by a desire that was impossible to satisfy. I had seen it in the mirror, in the reflection of the demon woman who had ensnared me.
A portal, a swirling vortex of colors and shadows, opening into oblivion. But now it was real, here before me, a gaping maw that seemed to defy the very laws of physics. Tavix stood before it, her red skin glowing in the chaotic light, her black hair whipping wildly around her. She raised her hand, the tattooed lines pulsing with magic, and the portal began to expand, the colors intensifying, the shadows writhing.
Without warning, Davna reached out, her small, green hand grasping mine. Her touch was unexpected, her grip tight and desperate. I looked down at her, her large, green eyes filled with fear and longing. I hesitated for a moment, uncertainty gnawing at me, before I reluctantly accepted her hand.
Tavix said her farewells to Aethra, her voice a playful taunt as she bid her old friend adieu. "Until next time, my dear Aethra. It was... enlightening, as always." She turned towards us, her eyes gleaming with excitement and a hint of mischief. "Come, my pets. It's time to embark on a new adventure."
Tavix stepped towards it, her red skin glowing in the chaotic light, her black hair whipping wildly around her. "Come, my pets," she commanded, her voice echoing in the chamber. Tavix walked towards the portal, pulling my leash taut, the collar digging into my neck. I followed, my heart pounding in my chest as the swirling colors and writhing shadows drew nearer. Davna's grip on my hand tightened, her fear palpable, yet she remained resolute, her small, green form standing tall beside me.
We stepped through the portal together, and began the next adventure. A new chapter began, in my life as a demon's thrall.
"Stay close to me, okay? I don't want to lose you."
I squeezed her hand, trying to convey reassurance without words. I had no idea what we were about to face, but I knew that together, we could handle whatever it was.