The man she had selected for his mind and spirit was one she had never really met, nor intended on meeting. She had seen photo’s and knew what he looked like, neither the Body nor the Head, but a handsome man more than twice her age. He had written many things and after a period of time she had shared her number, but they seldom were around at the same time. Their communications were limited to messages left on the phone and e-mails.
Though twice her age she had developed a fondness for him and when there were long periods of absence she would search him out. He was a Sorcerer and he lived in an alternative lifestyle in which he often bound and seduced women. Though this lifestyle intrigued her, the idea of being bound by him did not excite her. None the less he was there for her and she knew it.
His interest aside from BDSM, and Sorcery included the study of spirituality, poetry and much more. He had experienced much in this life and former lives and showed an interest in her, based on their common interest. Although they had never met; his desires had been made very apparent. On more than one occasion he written of these desires and on more that one occasion she had told him that age did matter. Their was no problem if he was not close so it remained as it was; an unnamed relationship, one in which he could have his fantasies and she could have her realities. In this situation she did want him though, for a man with a mind and spirit in her age group was a rare if not impossible thing to find. She would not take from him, but be open and barter for what she wanted.
She sent him a three word e-mail, “call me, please”. No sooner, had she sent the message than the phone rang. “Hello Darlin”, the voice said. It was him and as usual his voice carried that seductive unspoken message, “I want you”. She shook a little, to shake off the affect and began to tell him of Aphrodite’s visitation and of the task put to her. She told him that she had found the ideal body and head, and then told him of her desire to have his mind and spirit occupy it. She flattered him saying, “Your wisdom, spirit and passion have come with age and no one I have been with has shown me anything close to it.”
His only response was “I am sure”. “Will you help me? I want no other”.
“You mentioned a barter, what have you to offer me?, he asked and without hesitation she replied “24 hours with me, to have me as you please.” This offer was made and accepted. He would have her and give her a piece or his mind, spirit and heart. She would be required to submit to him without reservation, anything less, any hesitation on her part would negate the deal. He arranged travel for her by plane, and made a reservation for a suit of rooms so as not to be disturbed. He hired a limousine to pick her up and sat behind smoked glass windows as the driver brought her to him. The door opened and the clock started ticking, it was midnight (how fitting).
Once in the car he reached out and brought her to him. He drew in a deep breath and experienced everything from her perfume to her fear. He could feel her heart beat, and watched as her breathing quickened. He whispered “Lovely as perceived?” and she could feel herself weaken a bit. He reached down and handed her a gift. “What is it”, she asked, and he said “Your attire for the next 24 hours.”. She tore the paper from the package and opened the box. In the box she found a burgundy colored, hooded cloak, a mask and a collar. “Put it on now”, he commanded. There was no hesitation in the act, even though there was in her heart. She new that she must obey and to refuse or hesitate would mean returning without those essential parts. She pulled, the red satin dress over her head, she wore no bra, but had on a thong, garter belt and red stockings. On her feet were ruby red stilettos. “You, may leave the shoes on, all else goes “, he said. Obediently she removed the garments as he watched sitting only a foot from her.
Once she had removed all but the shoes, he allowed her to put the cape over her shoulders and to tie it at the neck. He had her turn her head as he placed the heavy black posture collar around her neck and the mask over her eyes. He had her sit there with the cloak open so that he could examine his prize. She was nervous, but knew that he would never harm her and that this would end in 23 hours. He told her before going to the hotel that they had a stop to make. Her eyes widened. The limo pulled down an alley and came to a stop in front of a neon sign that read “The Rose's Thorn a private club”.
He stepped out of the limo and reached for her, she complied and stepped out into the cool night air. Immediately the effects of the cool air were apparent on her breasts, as her nipples became rigid. “Lovely”, he whispered as he attached the leash to the “O” ring on the collar. With the cloak open to expose her exquisite body, he led her through the door. Inside there was the glow of red lights and though not dark, it was a bit surreal. Cigar smoke and cigarette smoke caught the light and moved with them through the crowd. As they proceeded the crowd parted in front of them; it was as if royalty had entered the room. “Master”, said a serving girl dressed only in a chastity belt and clover clamps. “What may we serve you”. He put his index finger under the chain, between the clamps and drew her close. With his mouth very close to her ear he whispered his desire. Upon returning she brought him two glasses of red wine, also on the tray were two keys. He gave the Conjurer a glass of wine, took one for himself and picked the keys from the tray. Once her order had been delivered , she dropped to the floor beside his legs and sat there like a well trained pet. “This is Chastity, she will be joining us for a while this evening”, he said.
Chastity was fair skinned, with short black hair. She wore dark shades of make-up and had on dark finger-nail polish. Around her neck was a collar, but not as heavy or wide as the Conjurer wore. Refusing to be intimidated she just sat there sipping the wine. After a short period he rose, tossed down the remnants of his wine and pulled on her leash. Chastity rose with the master and led them to the back of the room where there was a massive oak door, barred and with a padlock. He took one of the keys and opened the lock. They passed through the door and the padlock was placed on the inside to keep others out. There were several simple light fixtures in the room, each had a bare 30 watt bulb in it that shed just enough light to see the furniture beneath it. All of the furniture was made of heavy timber and was ornate with heavy steel. There was a St. Andrews Cross, a Whipping Post, a Rack, a Cage, Stocks and at one end of the room a large bed. On the walls between each device hung an assortment of whips, canes, floggers, paddles, as well as cuffs, restraints of every imaginable material, blindfolds, gags, and all other paraphernalia required in a modern dungeon. Her eyes scanned the room, and came to rest on him.
He beckoned Chastity and obediently she ran to his side. He reached down with the second key and inserted it in the lock. The belt opened and was removed. Her freshly shaven pussy had a thin black mantle of hair right above it. On her right hip was a tattoo of a ring of black thorns with three red roses in the center supported by three whips made of thorns. This was the same tattoo that he wore on the back of his left hand. “Master” may I serve you”, Chastity said with her head bowed. “Yes child”, he responded “You may serve “Us””, and he looked at the Conjurer . He pointed to the cross and Chastity ran to it, she stepped up on the platform and spread her legs to accommodate the cross’s cross arms and did the same with her arms raising them high above her head.. He applied heavy leather restraints to both her ankles and wrists and then slipped a heavy leather belt around her waist so that the “O” ring in its back could be fastened to the center of the cross. He put his mouth close to her ear once again and whispered, “Good girl”. She lowered her eyes and said, “Thank you Sir, what ever Master desires is his”. As he turned and looked the Conjurer in the eye and said “I Know”. There was no clock, she had no watch and felt as if an eternity had passed since she had entered the limo. In truth it had only been two hours.
He went to the Conjurer and removed the cape. He looked at her and approached. Her nipples froze as he brought his mouth to each and bit lightly, she felt her knees buckle as she glanced at Chastity whose eyes were fixed on them; eyes that revealed desire. He brought his hand down to her pussy and ran a finger up the slit between her lips. He barely touched her clit and she felt herself respond. He raised the finger to his lips and tasted her, “Very sweet Darlin, a nectar fit for Bacchus”. With those words she understood why she was there, he was Bacchus or Dionysos the god of wine, intoxication, and creative ecstasy. His was the spirit that was to occupy her beloved.
From that moment on there was no hesitation she was his in any way he desired and he had many desires. He led her to the restrained Chastity, “Beautiful isn’t she”, and she was. “Do you know why she is special; why she is here with us?” The Conjurer gazed at he girl and said humbly, “No Sir”. “I rescued her, just before she was to be defiled, by thugs. She had no home or family so I took her to mine, and raised her to womanhood. I trained her in many ways, I taught her to be humble and to serve. I taught her to please without being corrupted and I taught her to obey. None of this was forced on her, it was her desire to please me. She has never been taken by any living thing, but tonight she will share that virginal blood with Us. We will taste her and devour her, we will give her pleasure and pain until there is only pleasure. Do you understand?”, he asked.
She did understand; the girl on the cross would be welcomed into the sisterhood this night. She would lose her virginity and learn the secrets of passion and lust. She would become a woman and servant of a God before the light of day. She looked into Chastity’s eyes and saw an eagerness. “I want you to taste her, I want her to be well wet for me.” He put his hand on her shoulder and with little effort brought her to her knees, just in front of the bound maiden. Without a moments hesitation she put her lips to the younger girl’s pussy. She had had several bi -relationships so was neither coy or repulsed by the idea of indulging in this tasty little cunt and it was tasty. There was that familiar sweetness and saltiness and something else that made it almost intoxicating. “What makes me want her so” the Conjurer asked. “Innocence” the Master replied. The taste of that pussy made her ravenous and she found herself sucking harder and harder on the maidens clit while squeezing the young girls nipples. The girl writhed on the cross, her head moved from side to side as the ecstasy encompassed her. As the two females played in front of him, he removed his outer garments. His hairy chest tapered into a narrow waist, the slacks he had worn were replaced by skintight leather britches that had no crotch so his cock and balls were free. He wore knee high leather boots laced to the top. He walked to the bar in the back of the room, there on the top was an ivy wreath, a goblet and a decanter of Mead. He filled the goblet and let the honey wine slide through his lips and down his throat as he approached the women. As the Conjurer continued to suckle the maidens clit and drive her tongue deeper into the girl’s pussy, he slowly poured a portion of Meade over the girls breasts and began to suck on them in their entirety. He not only pulled the nipple into his mouth, but most of the breast making her cum in ecstasy. The Conjurer tasted the virgins cum and was overwhelmed by the intoxication. “Sir” she said, “I think you should have this”, she continued as she backed away.
“Not here and not like this” he said. He freed Chastity from the cross and took her hand; he led her to the rack and laid her on it. Instinctively she raised her arms above her head to have them bound with the heavy cord. In the same manner she parted her legs to have them bound to the spreader bar attached to the rope going to the wheel at the foot of the device. As she lay there, the Master brought his goblet of Mead to the table. He raised it up and toasted Athena. When the toast was made and the Conjurer was offered the cup she took it and sipped of the Mead without hesitation; though there had always been animosity between Athena and Aphrodite. She believed that Aphrodite must know and desire her to serve this man / God to achieve her love. The Master brought the Mead to the virgins mouth and poured it in, he then brought it to her other lips as he spread them with his fingers. First he drank her virginal cum and then filled the empty vessel with Mead. The alcohol in the drink was very warm on her flesh and she squirmed a bit. The Master brought his mouth down to her pussy and literally sipped the nectar from her. As he did, his finger rubbed at her clit and with the rubbing she came again.
“Come here”, he commaded and the Conjurer’s naked body stood and went to the rack. I want you to mount the rack and feed on her as she will on you”, his wish was her command. She climbed up on the long table and positioned herself over the virgin’s mouth so that the young girl’s mouth could lick and suck. She in turn resumed her feeding while the Master slid his fingers deep into her wet pussy. Chastity attacked her with the same ferocity that the Conjurer had used and between the Master’s fingers and the Chastity’s mouth the Conjurer became lost in a sort of sub space and came. The girl drank the cum and then looked up at her Master beckoning him to share it. He brought his lips to hers and she opened her mouth to him allowing him to drink from it.
The Master had determined that the time had come for the girl to give up her innocence. He had the Conjurer go to the head of the table and untie the girls wrists while he untied the ankles. She was led to a large bed at the end of the room. On either side candles burned. She was led to the edge and made to bend so that her torso was across the bed and she was face down. The Conjurer held her wrist while the Master secured her ankles to rings on the floor. he looked at her rounded ass and open pussy and took his erect cock and pressed it into her. The girl gasped and began struggling; not so much fighting the feeling of his cock in her, but the feeling of her innocence flowing from her. He began to fuck her in a frenzied rhythm and the girl felt the excitement rise in her. She felt his cock grow and go deeper than it had; her clit was rubbed with every forceful thrust. The Master asked “Do you want to cum,” and she said, “Yes Sir, may I”. There was no answer. He continued for another ten minutes until he felt the poor girl’s legs tremble. This time he said “Are you ready to cum and accept my seed” “Oh yes Sir, please Sir, fill me, and make me whole” she cried. With another thrust he said “Now” and could feel her cum on his cock, as she came he released his cum into its virgin receptacle. The Conjurer stood holding the virgin’s hands. The image of what had just taken place burned into her mind. When he removed himself from Chastity’s pussy, his cock was dripping with their cum and the virgin’s blood. He once again beckoned the Conjure and directed her to his cock, she brought it into her mouth and began to suck the remnants of the fluids from it. After several minutes he had her stand and kiss him. All of the intoxicating fluids washed between the two mouths.
The girl was placed on the bed, her hands and feet bound. You have been a good girl Chastity and I have enjoyed you. Now I must go and take the Conjurer with me, but you will not be left alone daughter, for the Society is at the door and eager to share you. The girl smiled and said “Thank you Master”. The Master dressed, placed the cape around his companion’s shoulders and walked to the door. Before he left the room he took a flogger off the wall and carried it away. The door was opened and the Society members went in.
His car waited outside for he and his guest. The sun was just coming up as they drove off. The visions of the last 8 hours kept replaying themselves in her head and the lack of sleep made it all seem like dream being acted out. Able to stay awake no longer she laid across the Limo’s seat and rested her head in the Masters lap. He unzipped his pants and had her suck on him as she lay there. His cock was a pacifier to this tired baby and soon she fell asleep as he stroked her head. When they reached the hotel he fastened his zipper and whispered “We’re here Darlin”, and she tried to open her eyes. She stepped out of the Limo with the cape open and realized that other guest were looking. She put her head down and covered herself, uncomfortable with the attention. He scooped her up in his arms and carried her the rest of the way to the room. He stood her up and removed the mask and cape; he then peeled back the sheets and laid her down.
“Sleep Darlin”, he said, “I will wake you when I want you”. Her dreams were filled with images of Chastity and the things that had happened that night. At one point she became Chastity, first losing her innocence to her Master and then being ravaged by the roomful of Society member. She experienced all the pain and pleasure that the maiden had as she slept with the maidens blood and cum onher lips.
He allowed her to sleep until noon. When she was awakened it wasn’t by him, but by three women in Athenian gowns with gold bands at their waists. Startled she thought perhaps she was still dreaming, when one of the women said, “Would you like coffee?”. She accepted the dark brew as the women, prepared her for her bath. When they were ready they took her into a large bathroom which had a 12 foot circular tub in the floor. There was a hint of steam rising from the water which had been scented with Jasmine. The women removed their gowns and led her into the tub. As she laid in the water, the women began bathing her. They shampooed her hair and manicured her nails, there was no part of her body that wasn’t pampered. While two of the women stood holding her as to let her float, the third lathered her pussy and began shaving it. None of this seemed real, but whether real or a dream she allowed herself to be indulged. After she had been bathed, she was led to a large shower where she was rinsed and then the three women set about preparing her. Her hair was dried and combed and a golden wreath was placed in it. A gown similar in style to the ones the others wore was placed on her, but this gown was made of a shear fabric that revealed the secrets it covered.
She was led to a table that was covered with fruit and flowers, and a variety of breakfast foods. In the center was a decanter of Golden Mead. She poured a glass of the honey wine and selected a platter of fruit. While she ate, she looked at the room; it was a very large circular room with a roof that was supported by columns. The spaces between the columns had shear white panels that blew with the breeze. She marveled at how high the apartment must be, to tower over every other building. From her place on the reclining couch all she could see were clouds against a blue sky.
By the time he returned another two hours had passed. She had been with him for 16 hours and it had seemed like days. “Are you rested?”, he asked. “Yes Sir”, she replied. “Are you ready to begin”, he asked. Though she had no idea what “to begin” meant, she knew the final part of her journey was to begin and so she replied, “yes Sir”. “I know I can’t keep you for myself; that was not part of our bargain, but I want to put my mark on you to be a constant reminder long after we part of this day.”, he said. “Yes Sir”, she replied, though in her heart she wished it weren’t going to happen. She was lead to the reclining couch and laid down. Her gown was opened to the waist and the right side allowed to fall away. He came to the couch with a tray and a stool; on the tray were needles, a tattoo machine, ointment, and two small cups filled with red and black ink. On her hip he drew the ring of thorns with the three roses. He had the women take her hands and stroke her head as he begun. There was some pain, but not as much as she imagined and within a half hour he stopped. “There, now you will always be a part of me.”, he said smiling. The ointment was put on the mark and a bandage was placed over it.
“This morning, you participated as a maiden became a woman, now you will participate in your own rebirth as a woman. You are not a virgin, and have had many lovers, yet you will conjure a virgin who will know no other. I will remove the thoughts of all but one from your mind; that one will be me. Since your love will think, feel and love as I do, you should know my desires and how to please them.”, he told her. She thought about this and realized he was right, that though the body and head would be that of two others, it would be his thought processes that drove his passion and desire. “I want to know you Sir, in every way”, she responded. “Good” he said, as he had the women lead her to two columns with heavy metal rings at the top and bottom. The shear gown was unbelted and taken from her body; leather cuffs were placed around her wrists and ankles and attached to the columns. A blindfold was placed over her eyes and a gag was put in her mouth. She realized now that she was helpless and vulnerable and counted on his love for her to see her through what was about to happen.
He went to a closet and put rings on the tips of each of his fingers and thumb; each ring represented a beast or bird of prey and had a sharpened tip at the end. His hands now were more like talons or claws as he approached her. To the right of the pillars he had laid the flogger on a table, he had also placed ice, mead, clamps, and a violet wand there. He wanted access to his devices as much as he desired total access to her. Her mind was spinning, she tried to hear what she couldn’t see or smell it, but the soft Jasmine scent on her body was all she could detect. He took his forefinger (which was an eagles beak) and put it to the nape of her neck; she stiffened. He slowly brought it from left to right across her throat; she had no idea what he was using but felt the knife like tip as it scratched her skin. Still working with that one finger he brought it down to her breasts and circled each nipple then applied a small amount of pressure to their tips as if he thought once penetrated that her milk would spill forth. Her nipples became very erect and he put his mouth to them and began to suck one and then the other. At this same moment he brought his arms up under hers an allowed the tips of his fingers to drag from her shoulders to her beautifully rounded ass. As they trailed down each left a red ribbon dotted here and there with droplets of blood. Feeling the ten fingers as they came down she tried to lessen the pain by pressing even harder against his mouth. His mouth sucked harder like a frustrated infant trying to draw his mothers milk. Soon he brought his mouth down her body as his fingers now trailed down her sides.
He put his mouth to her clit, which was hyper- sensitive from the anticipation. He began to suck with the same intensity he had used on her nipples, while his finger tips clawed at her breasts. There was only darkness in her mind and the images of the night before. She imagined Chastity on the bed as the Society came in and how they must have taken her (each and every man and woman) for their pleasure and how their cum would have flooded her freshly opened vagina. That image along with his mouth on her own clit brought her to the point of a strong climax, it was his hands on her breast that put her over the edge. She felt herself cum and a felt a trickle of fluid gush forth. Ahh she had given him a surprise with her ejaculate and one he apparently appreciated. She began to rub against his mouth enjoying the sensation through three more climaxes. It was at this point as she literally hung from the restraints that he quit his previous activities and stood. He removed the gag from her mouth and asked “Are you all right”, she took a quick inventory of her clit breasts and back and said, “I think so, I wanted to scream at times or just cry out but knew I couldn’t so held it in. Thank you for the orgasms Sir, I hope my taste pleases you”. “More than you can know Darlin. Unlike Chastity you were a woman when you came to me, but not experienced in My ways. You withstood the pain and succumbed to the pleasure giving up a bounty of your juices. I savored each drop as I drank you in”, he told her. Now we will take you further.
He motioned to one of the women who came to him. He had her put on the rings and assume the position that he had been in. The Conjurer knew that the mouth on her pussy was not his and asked, “Sir are you done with me”. A voice came from behind her, “Never My Love”, he said. He kissed her neck while admiring the ribbon like tracks on her back. “I am now going to lay my flogger to you, I want you to use that same control you used while gagged”, he told her. “I will try Sir, but...”, she started to say but was cut off by his words “You will, there are no buts”. With these words he laid a lash across her ass and she pressed her hips forward into the woman’s mouth. The lash had not been that intense, and the licking and sucking was her focus. The next lash landed in the same spot with just a bit more intensity and again she thrust her hips forward. Soon the lashes were coming one on top of the other with increased intensity until she could not feel them at all and she could not feel the tips of the rings at her nipples. In order to get past the pain she became fully focused on her pussy and the pleasure it was receiving from a woman who obviously enjoyed her work.
Her beautiful ass shown a bright red with a build up of welts. He motioned the woman aside and stood in front of his guest. She was shaking in the wake of all that had occurred and sobbing quietly. “You did very well my Love”, he said and then put his mouth to hers. She responded passionately to his kiss and the gentler touch of his hand on her side as it went the length of her torso and cupped her stinging ass. When he took his mouth from hers, he put a piece of ice in it. He brought his mouth down to her nipple and sucked it in. She felt the ice and coolness of his mouth and felt her muscles tighten as did her nipples. He played with the other nipple in a similar manner and while doing so took another piece of ice in his hand and began running the edge over her body. There was a flood of sensation as the ice mingled with the stinging scratches the rings had left. He ran the ice down her body leaving a wet trail to pleasure’s door and with little effort slid it into her. He performed this same act two more times and could feel the melted ice begin to run down her leg. He left her nipples and knelt down in font of her, in a position that allowed him to lick and drink from her; her sweetness was greater than that of the Mead and he showed his appreciation in the slow manner in which he consumed her, savoring every drop.
He looked at her and at the remaining clamps and wand and knew that more would not be better. He had the women undo the restraints and lead her to the bed. He sat her down and shared the mead with her; its warmth filled her. He turned her head and kissed her; this kiss wasn’t passionate as the previous one had been, it was loving. “I think you have experienced enough of this for now. You aroused my passion and the blood of your scratches came from that. My mind or thoughts have been given freely to you all along in written and spoken word. My spirit guided me as I touched you and felt you respond creating the tears you wept and I captured. All that is left is my seed, but I will not take you as the others did. You have seen who I am and know that I love you as I once loved Ariadne. I gave her stars, my seed is meager in comparison.”, he said. She watched as he began to stroke his cock and knew that he would place the seed in the goblet the mead had once filled. As he stroked, she looked into his eyes and said, “but I want you to take me as you did her.”
He laid her back on the bed an began touching her in a different way. No longer was there any hint of pain or the arousal that came with the anticipation of it. Now he explored her as if it was for the first time. His touch ignited her and she wanted this last act to be her gift as much as it was his. She positioned herself a top him in the same way she had given herself to Chastity. He was able to lick and suck while she put her mouth to his cock. She tasted the pre-cum and was reminded of the Mead. It touched her tongue and she felt that same intoxication. She began to suck harder and felt his cock swell in her mouth. Taking her mouth from him, she turned and slowly lowered her self down on him. In the remaining hours they made love. There was no intent other than to love and when he came, he came with her; for her. He then brought his cock to the rim of the goblet and let the remaining cum flow freely into it. Setting the goblet down he once again turned to her. He brought his lips down on her pussy and allowed their love to enter his mouth. Once full he brought his lips to hers and shared it with her. “You have been given one additional item that wasn’t on your list my love; you have been given my desire for you. When you conjure your lover, you will never have to worry about losing his love; it will be yours for eternity.”, he told her as he kissed her one last time.
He left the bed and told her to prepare herself for the trip home. She was bathed once again by the hand maidens, and then dressed. She gathered her belongings and the things he had supplied and was taken to the car. “I will say my good-byes now, for I know the outcome of your conjuring will keep us apart. Remember as he loves you that it is my passion and desire that fills him and the words of love that fall from his lips are mine. There is comfort in knowing that I will be with you, long after I have ceased to be.” With these words he kissed her good-bye. She had indeed left with more than she had come for and knew that his love would be glue that held all of the pieces together.