Ye Wizard's Guide to Demon Brides by Ward J Foster

Author:Ward, J Foster
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Evil Genius Society
Published: 2022-04-09T00:00:00+00:00

His mind, rapidly trying to catch up, Jak tried to think what to do as they stripped him down. He squirmed uncomfortably as they rinsed him clean in the basin. Everywhere.

“If I’d known the Terrordrome offers free cleansing I wouldn’t have gone to Wright Street baths this morning. What exactly do you want?” he managed.

“Oh, business,” the Last Stroke stretched arms over her head.

A slave brought her a small chest and opening the lid, revealed a row of small, corked bottles. Each one had a tiny, winged glowing creature within, battering against the glass. The Last Stroke selected a bottle, upended the contents in her palm, and Jak had a glimpse of a tiny fairy, white as snow. Then the Last Stroke used her thumb to crush the creature into dust, raise a golden straw, and snort the remains up her nose. Now he remembered the drug the wizard’s used.

“That’s sylphium!” he couldn’t help blurting out. “They’re extinct!”

“Almost,” the Executioner sniffed and blinked. Her pupils vanished and her eyes began to glow white. “I have my ways of getting some.”

White fairies – or sylphium – that had been the stimulant! So popular among Minandorese nobility that they had hunted them out of existence a hundred years earlier. The Lord High Executioner was staring at him hungrily now as she twitched at the intoxicant flowing through her body and spirit. With another gesture, two slaves began gently massaging her nipples.

He forced himself to keep eye contact; now was not the time for distractions.

“You’re well-educated too. Good,” the Lord High Executioner sniffed. “Young Falakros I need something found… and you’re going to find it for me.”

“That’s – ungh – flattering,” he managed. One of the slaves had just put his cock in her mouth and was busy sucking him off. Despite his best efforts not to enjoy it, she was good at her job. “But I’m unsure what I can do that your – ungh, fuck me – esteemed office couldn’t accomplish faster. I can’t imagine a woman of your power and position can’t have anything she wants.”

Despite the spellwork, the shock, the execution and the stress, he was getting hard.

“Aren’t you a flatterer,” the older woman grinned. “However, we’re dealing with subtleties. Other parties are watching, and I can’t be seen to interfering. They are practically family.”

The horned girl giggled. Snorted. Family? Like another offspring? Ohhh! No, not that kind of family.

“Ah. Yes,” Jak said calmly. “There’s another wizard involved. I get it. So what has to be found?”

“You are clever. You’re so clever, you tell me.” And then to the slaves: “That’s enough!” she snapped.

The slave took her mouth off his cock, now fully hard. With a wave of her hand, the Last Stroke made the chains carry Jak to the daybed. The chains yanked him down to the couch and pinned him onto his back.

Could be worse, Morgo opined. Could be face down. Or maybe yer’d like that better? The imp laughed.

Long legs of the Lord High Executioner pressed to his as she swung on top of him.

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