Darkness

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Darkness Chapter 15 The Ring of Necessity



“I know my mother loved me and she was good. ”



“Yet, for all her love and goodness, my poor ignorant little prince, your mother still lied to you about your true origins, telling you that your father was human and that you were half-human, when it is obviously not true. Even a fool can see you’re a pure high blooded Elf with that special hair and eye color. Your ancient long-lived blood and aura strongly carries the rich psychic scent of powerful elemental  earth magic’s, like the pungent odor of a rich fertile soil. My lovely Keylyn, you’re an extraordinary rare thing; a very young elf with un-manifested magic. For that alone, little one, I have selected you.  I had my demon  kidnapped you so I that might skillfully draw off these unused magic energies that you are incapable of using, so I can make use of them as my own. Your exceptional physical beauty, Keylyn, is but an added bonus that I will relish making use of as well. You belong to me and I own you in every since of word so stop fighting me and accept your destiny. Now, come to me, my treasure, I desire to touch you at my leisure and clean your lovely body properly as I see fit."



Keylyn, despite being intoxicated by the strange wine Darkness gave him, still endeavored to climb from the pool to escape the wizard. But he never made it, for he was instantly grabbed, then dragged back in the hot water and then held tightly on the naked man's lap. He fought and struggled to get free  but his frantic movement seemed only to make things worse for it stirred a heated friction between their touching flesh.  As a result Keylyn felt something long and hard press dangerously against his buttocks. Finally, too exhausted to fight any further, the boy grew still in the man’s lap. Instantly, a well-soaped sponge was gently, and expertly applied to every inch of his wet, naked body. The awful sponge hesitated briefly as it took turns tormenting each of his nipples.  It circled repeatedly, rubbing over each little dark nub without mercy until they both became like hard bright, ripe, red berries that were swollen and very sensitive. This eventually forced soft frantic animal sounds to escaped from Keylyn's lips. The sponge next slid slowly down the boy’s belly, making him writhe in distress. Next to the boy’s total horror he discovered that not one part of his body  was safe from that relentless sponge, not even the crack of his ass, was safe or the area between his legs for both were ruthlessly invaded and cleansed with violating thoroughness until the boy’s mewing pathetic whimpers become wild and loud breathless groans. Keylyn heard an amused Darkness laugh quietly at his wretched tormented vocal responses. For a second, the boy didn’t know whom he loathed more; Darkness or himself for being so weak.



Apparently satisfied that Keylyn was clean enough to suit him, the boy watched as Darkness tossed the sponge away, but continued to keep the boy securely in lap. Then, gently, the boy felt, strong powerful finger began to press deeply into his tight corded neck muscles and quickly easing and massaging the tension away until the boy couldn’t help but, succumb, grow calm and relaxed as a result of persistent wizard's skilled handling. Next, those same tireless fingers that had initiated the massage    began to stray over playfully and briefly fondled the ultra-sensitive tips of Keylyn's tiny pointed ears until the elf boy became completely undone. He was left furiously panting and trembling uncontrollably in excitement. Unable to resist the repeated sensual throbbing waves of ecstasy that washed over his body, Keylyn submitting with out protest to the awful, hated man’s attentions. Expecting worse things to be done to him at any minute, he was utterly surprised when, next, his captor merely shampooed his long fragile hair, before carefully and painstaking rinsed it free of soap. This suddenly benign treatment actually felt so good the boy was left sighing in relief for the moment.



The black wizard briefly allowed Keylyn to rest quietly in his lap. Perhaps the man was done tormenting him, thought Keylyn hopefully. But moments later, his hope was dashed for Seer’ Reign’s arms restrained the boy even more securely   as he held him in his lap. Again a rigid wanton length eagerly twitched and nudged the cheeks of the young elf’s ass. While the wizard's insistent feverish mouth sucked the water droplets from the thin column of his pale white throat and shoulders then, more roughly this time the man’s mouth started to avidly suck, lick, and bite at the tender flesh of his throat leaving mark after mark on the soft, tender skin. Keylyn groaned at what was being done to him, making him feel as though were being slowly consumed so he tried to get away from the man. But the man was so much bigger and stronger that he easily subdued the virgin little elf without much effort, particularly since the strange, sweet alcohol the boy had ingested so completely overwhelmed him. It made Keylyn’s body throb and tremble with a desperate, burning, aching need, especially between his legs, almost as if his body craved something, but he wasn't quite sure what it was?

Then Darkness’ evil long slender finger descended into the warm water then, quick as a serpent, his predatory fingers seized what was between the boy’s legs and held it captive in a tight, excruciating grip that made him cry out. The man’s skilled fingers gradually loosened up just a little then began to stroke and play with him endlessly in the warm water without mercy. Then, finally, the boy knew what his weak body wanted. It thoroughly betrayed him for he groaned, whimpered, then cried out as he pressed his arousal violently and eagerly back into the wizard’s wet, warm hands. Next that tormented part of him swelled, grew even harder, and  arched high away from his body and out of the water, as it was repeatedly handled and used without mercy until he felt he was about to loose control and burst apart any second.



Just as he thought he was about to release, and get some much needed relief. The boy watched horrified, as if he was outside himself, from a great distance, as the brutal Wizard Seer’ Reign fisted him so very tightly in his left hand squeezing him in such a way, so cruelly. that the potential explosion was abruptly halted. It hurt so bad that he couldn’t keep from screaming out loudly again and again.  Briefly he feared he was about to pass out, but he didn't.

When some of his discomfort subsided, at last, Keylyn watched Darkness use his mouth to remove a very large, shiny, silver metal ring from the thumb of his right hand, a ring that Keylyn didn’t remember being there before. Did it appear or materialize out of nowhere? The wizard carefully held the ring up to light to read the glyphs engraved on it. Then Keylyn watched, to his horror, as the large ring disappeared under the water. Then he felt something cold and metallic slipped over the hard, swollen shaft of his cock then it was carefully pushed back all the way to the base of his cock and set firmly in place up against his balls. Then a snug fist closed firmly around him over the ring. Then the wizard started to chant unearthly demonic sounding words. When the chanting stopped the wizard release his organ. But no matter how hard the boy frantically tried, he couldn’t remove the metal ring from around his shaft. It was as though it were permanently grafted into his tender flesh. The dark Wizards cruel laughter echoed mockingly in his ear, at the boy’s efforts to remove the ring failed.



“Darkness, what did you do to me?” Ask Keylyn his voice faint and weak with a trace of lingering ghostly pain and distress.



“What is necessary for the moment. Now, stop fidgeting about and let me kiss you, my treasure. ” Darkness ruthlessly took hold of boy’s pale damp hair then forced his head around so their lips could meet. The Wizard’s mouth pressed furiously and persistently against the boy’s, until finally the boy’s tender lips to parted and accept his invading tongue, which thrust deep inside his mouth. The man kiss was long, rough, and cruel and left the boy gasping for air until he couldn’t keep from moaning into his captor’s mouth. When the wizard was done with his relentless over-powering kisses he lifted the wildly panting, quivering Keylyn up in arms and carried him from the bathing pool then over to a large cold stone bench and laid him down upon it. The wet boy, no longer in the hot water, started to shiver from the cold, curling himself in a tight protective ball as goose bumps rose over his pale, wet skin. Keylyn lay there shuddering from the cold as well as being still some what breathless from the wizard’s insistent wanton kisses from before. All at once, he was abruptly aware that Darkness had let go of him and stepped away.

The boy hoped that meant that the man was done vilely touching him for a while, only to be disappointed when he realized that the man had returned only seconds later with a large towel.

“No, please! Leave me alone!” The boy pleaded with soft sob and he curled himself into an even tighter protective ball.

“You know I can’t do that, Keylyn my sweet, even if I wanted to, and I don’t. You need to be dry so you don’t catch your death. I suggest you obey me, my rebellious child, and not try my patience further. But, just for a little while,I’ll let you rest. ”



Keylyn was alarmingly aware of Darkness quietly and patiently sitting down beside him on the stone bench. The man had covered his wet shivering body with the large towel. The boy knew finally when the dark wizard’s patience was at end, for a pair of arms tightly grabbed hold of him and pulled him brusquely up into the wizard’s waiting lap, whereupon those hands cruelly began to rub and dry his unwilling body thoroughly without mercy, from the top of his head to the soles of his small feet.  Of course not even the most intimate parts of his body were exempt from the wizard’s ruthless drying hands. Such acts on his body eventually forced more aroused pathetic cries to issue from the boy’s panting mouth. Regardless of his effort not to react in anyway, Keylyn couldn’t help himself.



Darkness tossed the wet towel from him as he continued to firmly hold the naked Keylyn captive in his lap. “Ah, My sweet treasure, I so enjoy amusing myself with you and tasting your sweet flesh. I love the way your glorious bright violet eyes are so full of hate for me,  then, suddenly they become completely glazed over with desire and lust despite that hatred. Something tells me I won't grow bored with you any time soon my lovely little Keylyn. ” Said Seer’ Reign in soft husky whisper with a sneering grin on his full sensual lips. Then, those same full sensual lips were hungrily and viciously pressed once again to Keylyn bruised tender mouth, making his lips burn and throb without mercy. The insatiable wizard seemed only pleased when he forced the boy’s tender’s lips to become even more swollen and flushed even pinker, for he refused to let up on his intense breath stealing kisses as he carried the boy from the bath chamber and into his bedchamber.



At last the wizard freed the boy’s tortured mouth, as he held him in one arm and pulled back the huge bed’s furs coverlets with the other then gently he place the boy between the sheets on the side of the bed closes to the wall so Keylyn couldn’t escape from him as he slept.



Immediate upon being laid down, Keylyn slide over even further as he could to get away from the side where his captor would sleep. Even if meant being right up against cold stone wall.



For a fleeting second, the boy realized he was alone in the bedchamber and he thought about trying to escape but, as he raised his head from the pillow, a wave of dizziness and weakness over took him so he knew it was useless for he was still under the influence of that powerful, strange alcohol. Keylyn no more than rested his head back down on the pillow  than once again his captor Seer’ Reign returned. This time carrying a fresh dry towel to dry himself. The man briskly dried his body but it took much longer for him to dry his extremely long black hair.   After awhile, he simply gave up and slipped into the bed beside boy. As he pulled the covers up tightly over them, a long strand of the wizard’s dark hair brushed gently, against the boy and he noticed that the man’s hair was still damp.



Just when Keylyn decided that his bed companion was going to leave on the chamber’s numerous oil lamps lit, the wizard uttered a couple more of those harsh sharp words in a unknown tongue then the room were enveloped in darkness except for the soft, smoldering glow coming from the burning fireplace.



A hand gently stroked the boy’s tousled hair, “Try to get some sleep if you can, my treasure. I fear you will need it before too long. I have no further intentions of disturbing your rest, for the moment. now sleep and rest,” ordered Darkness in a quiet voice.



Keylyn felt himself gradually slipping further toward sleep in spite of his fear of what the Wizard might do to him while he was so completely vulnerable. But Keylyn didn’t seem able to stop the depraved wizard, no matter how hard he tried, so why did he even try? Exhaustion finally overwhelmed the boy, making him surrender to sleep and he knew nothing more.