Echoes of the Past

Chapter 14

Charlene smirked at Sally as she writhed and cried beneath her. The woman’s clothes were torn from her body and Charlene had bound her wrists tightly to the legs of the desk, leaving her legs free. Well, free is such a relative term. Though she’d tried to kick the witch throughout the session, she was no match. Charlene had many a millennium to hone her skills in subduing prey. And that was all the Mary Kay saleswoman was to her now: prey. She’d taken her time in drawing out the woman’s torture, milking every drop of power from her that she could. Though Sally fought to escape, she wasn’t worthy of long-term slave status, like Deirdre. That one had a powerful will and had put up quite a fight. Charlene got quite a bit of power from her. In order to get the same amount from this one, she would have to break her. But Charlene had planned to anyway. Like she’d told Annie earlier, she didn’t need two power sources. And Sally would make quite a lovely house slave, after all. Charlene had been meaning to have Annie fill the role, but she decided two of those would be nice.

“Pl-please,” Sally whispered. “Please let me go. I won’t tell anyone. I swear!”

“Promises, promises,” the witch snorted.

“Please ...” Sally arched her slender back as Charlene gripped her breast in one hand and sucked the nipple into her mouth.

“Relax,” she said, licking the nipple before nipping at it sharply. “I assure you you’ll enjoy this.”

“I-it’s rape!”

“It’s power,” Charlene laughed. “And you’ll give in to me soon. I can feel it.”

“N-no!”

The witch’s hand delved lower, disappearing into the dark brown pubic hair that hid Sally’s throbbing clit. The tortured young woman hissed and arched her back again, inadvertently giving the tormentor better access.

“Why are you so wet then?” Charlene taunted as she played with the hardened nub, arching an eyebrow in satisfaction as Sally’s hiss morphed into a moan filled with desire. “You want me to finish what I’ve started, don’t you.”

“No,” the woman whispered, but her light eyes clouded with sexual excitement and there was no longer a note of conviction in her voice. Every new caress made her more pliant in the witch’s hands.

“It’s okay, you know. The painful part is over.”

She stared up at her captor warily, the fight slowly draining from her. Charlene kept her eyes trained on Sally’s as she lapped up the energy emanating from her, not letting her prey look away. She needed to keep the connection until Sally’s will was completely spent.

“It ... is?” the young woman asked drowsily.

“Mm hmm,” Charlene said soothingly. “I’ve taken what I need from you.”

“Wh-what was it?”

“Never mind.”

As she worked her over, Charlene studied the woman as her breath evened out and she fell into a light trance. That was the state she needed her in. She pulled back for a moment and lit a large candle, setting it by the woman’s head and tilting her nose to it. Sally moaned weakly but made no further protest. Charlene allowed herself a moment to smile triumphantly down at the lovely woman ... who was about to break completely before her. She murmured the words in her ancient magical tongue then moved between Sally’s legs and took the hardened clit into her mouth, sucking long and hard on it. Sally stirred and squirmed, gulping in the fumes the candle gave off and letting out one last, furious scream as she was brought to a soul-shattering climax from which her mind would never return. Gradually she quieted and fell still beneath Charlene’s mouth as the witch lapped up the last of her cum. When she pulled back and looked down at the slave she observed the glassy eyes that stared back at her, waiting for commands.

“You serve only me, slave,” Charlene said imperiously.

“Yes, mistress.”

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“Did you hear something?” Eric asked David, who lay beneath him.

“Hear what?”

“Sounded like a scream.”

The redhead quirked his head and listened for a moment before shaking his head. “It’s probably just my blood racing down to my crotch. Now, would you please get back to it?”

“Are you going to be this demanding when we finally fuck for real?” Eric groused, repositioning himself and sliding back into David’s waiting orifice.

“We’re not going to fuck!” David grunted as Eric’s cock slammed home. “We’ll be making love, thank you very much!”

“Oh, so not so much like this?” the dark haired man playfully frowned. “I guess I’d better enjoy these meetings while I can then, huh?”

“Excuse me?” David looked affronted. “I’ll have you know you’ll be too tired to do anything but sleep, eat and ... please me.”

“Please you?” Eric stopped again and glared at his best friend. “What the hell am I, a harem girl?”

“Shut up and finish! I knew I should have topped this time!”

Eric smirked as he picked up the pace, liking the feeling of being able to goad the oh-so-great sorcerer into action. David panted as he matched Eric’s rhythm and soon their bodies were slamming together at an alarming speed. Eric didn’t have too much time to worry about whether or not he would hurt himself ... at least his dream self, and then whether or not that injury would follow him into the waking world ... because soon David sucked in a deep breath and his walls constricted around his shaft and the redhead’s semen spurted out over both of their stomachs. Just as the last shot hit, Eric’s own cock erupted inside of David and he shouted as he came, slamming into David a few last times. He was panting hard as he pulled out, David’s breath coming just as labored from the effort.

“We have ... got to do that ... for real,”Eric grunted, kissing his lover’s chin before collapsing onto his back. “Soon.”

“We ... will.”

David sat up slowly and fingered the amulet around his neck.

“I wish you knew where that really was,” Eric sighed.

“I’d say, ‘Me, too,’ but then how could I get you into these compromising positions?” David grinned, cleaning off his chest with a towel that just so happened to appear next to him out of nowhere. “This is the only way I get to spend any quality time with you.”

“I keep telling you we can do this up there,” Eric pointed at the ceiling for effect, “but you won’t believe me!”

“I told you why,” David said, a pained look crossing his face. “This is something that can only happen in its own time. We can’t just rip off our clothes and go at it like bunnies!”

“I still don’t see why not!” Eric pouted childishly. “It seems to be our favorite MO when we’re in here.”

“In here,” David smirked, “we don’t have the same worries that we do ... up there.” He pulled Eric up beside him and held him to his chest. “Up there is a scary place sometimes, filled with demons of the ancient and contemporary sort.”

“You’re not just referring to Charlene now, are you?”

“No.”

Eric sighed and contented himself with listening to David’s heartbeat for a moment before he spoke. “The world had changed some over the centuries though, Dave.”

“We’d still face ... trouble.”

“Yeah, but much less of it. And since when does trouble bother you?” He turned to look up at the pensive redhead. “You’re the mightiest sorcerer in the world.”

“I’d better be since I’m the only sorcerer left in the world,” David smiled back humorlessly.

Eric frowned at that. He hadn’t even thought to ask before about others. There must have been more at one time. David used the word ‘left’ just now.

“She wiped out an entire race,” David said before swallowing hard. “To get to you, she was willing to stop at nothing.”

“Your father?” Eric croaked.

“She killed him first.” David’s eyes took on a haunted look as the memory resurfaced. “And my mother was next.”

“Her own mother?”

“She never cared a bit for her once she came of magical age and realized what she was. In fact, I can never completely erase the twisted smile from my memory. She wore it as my mother gasped for her last breath, too weak to beg her own daughter for her life anymore. I returned to stop her. I tried! But she’d taken the house completely by surprise.”

Eric’s heart ached for David who had tear tracks down his cheeks as he continued.

“I only had enough time to grab my amulet and run. I knew she would come after you as soon as she was done with the village. My father had sent word of her plans. That’s why I went back. But I couldn’t stop her back then!”

Eric murmured soothing words and rubbed David’s back. But he wasn’t sure if he could sooth himself. If David wasn’t strong enough to stop Charlene back then, what made Gwendolyn think he would be strong enough now?

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Sally kneeled in the corner of the room, naked, ready to serve Charlene if needed. Her eyes still held that vacant, glazed look that they would sport forevermore now. Charlene smiled at her new trophy, pleased. She mixed the oils and chanted her spell, infusing it with all of the power she’d drained from the slave. If she couldn’t locate Annie on her own, she would make damned sure Annie was compelled to return to her. And nothing her ancient sorcerer of a brother could do would stop her. Once she drained Annie and made her a drone like Sally, she would return her attentions to Deirdre and finish what she started. Then she would find David and steal him away from Eric, fulfilling the destiny her demon father had envisioned for her. And when she drained David then she would finally face off with Eric ... and finish him off for good.

She smirked as she lit the candle that would draw Annie back to her. Nothing was going to stop her this time. Nothing.