Darkness

Darkness Chapter 18             Darkness in the Mirror



Keylyn lay still on the bed, relieved that Darkness had finally let him alone and had stopped pestering him with his obsessive need for cleanliness as well as vile unwanted intimacies. The young elf’s sore mouth still throbbed and ached from the Evil ones endless kisses. At the mere thought of the things done to him and how they had forced his body to lose utter control until he, actually, begged for more made the traumatized Keylyn retreated deep into himself curling up in to a ball. It was as if by wrapping his arms protectively around himself, it would save him from the constant sexual anguish that was now a big part of his life.



He had barely started to relax then doze off when Keylyn was awaken by the painful throbbing of his bladder. Shit… that meant to just take a piss, he had to get up from the bed and walk past the black wizard who sat at his desk under a oil lamp reading a huge black evil looking book, very likely finding more ways to abuse him for some obscure occult reason, then he needed to enter the bath chamber to reach the privy that was in the back corner of room. He knew where it was because he had discovered it way back before his escape, when he explored the bath chamber.



As he slid quietly off the bed, Keylyn prayed to whatever Gods that might hear him that his evil captor would continue to read and not interfere with him in any way. After being drugged and on his back for so long, he found that his was legs were very weak and shaky. When he stood up, he discovered he was dizzy too so Keylyn just stood there until his head stopped spinning.  Then he walked slowly and quietly  into the bath right past the wizard, who didn’t look up once from his book.



To the boy, it was odd to take care of nature in doors yet, at the same time, it was very convenient. He surely couldn’t have made it down all those flights of stairs with out accident. At last, he reached the privy cubical, he undid the robe that Darkness had put on him and took hold of his shaft and aimed for opening that disappeared down into the dark drafty stone bowels of the castle. It felt so good to relieve himself that he took his time until his distress was completely gone. His bladder was empty and free of pain, but he was still a prisoner for the silver ring around his shaft was a harsh reminder of his status. Suddenly, Keylyn wanted to study himself in a mirror and see how much he changed as a result of the wizard Seer’ Reign’s use or misuse of him.



Then he remembered that there was a full-length mirror that was on one of walls inside the bath chamber. So, quickly, he left the privy while removing the robe from his body. Keylyn reached the mirror and stood naked before it staring at himself in it. No wonder some people thought a mirror would trap your soul if you looked in to it too long for he was shocked by what he saw in it. His pale slender body was clean   free of the dirt, unlike when he was living free and homeless on the street, but his once bright violet eyes seemed somewhat dulled and deadened by exhaustion, humiliation, and desperation. It was as if his dignity were stripped away from him along with his clothes. He remembered once, when he ran free, wild and curious in the town of peasants, seeing a lone pathetically thin sick male prostitute leaning weakly against a tavern wall trying to get the attention of male customers, in order, to earn a few coppers for his supper. How the potential customers laughed and mocked him or simply hurried away ignoring him. It seemed to Keylyn that his own deadened dimming eyes were almost as bad as that poor man’s were. He recalled the man's sad, sick, surprised eyes as he handed the man his last six coppers that he had just managed to pick-pocketed that day from an rich unwary traveler. Then he fled away without giving the man an opportunity to speak.  



A devastated Keylyn continued to study his own image in the mirror. He saw a very small,slender, pale young man who some might even describe as too thin. His white shoulders, throat, and neck had been brutally and ruthlessly bitten, bruised and left covered in lust created red marks. It was as if he were ravaged by a hungry sex starved beast. All the signs and marks were remnants of the wizard’ zealous passion, as if his merciless abuser had endeavored to devour or consume his body, in order, to show his ownership of it. Even both of Keylyn’s tiny pointed ears, which he had normally and purposely keep hidden beneath his hair to disguise his origins, now were openly and crudely displayed, each of the tips now bright red and tender from the attention of Darkness’ eager devouring mouth. As too were his inflamed swollen nipples, which were nearly double their size from being cruelly chewed and sucked upon by the wizard. Just the thought of touching them made Keylyn wince in pain. He couldn't help but notice that other parts of his torso and his arms and legs were covered with random signs of the cruel Wizard’s attention as well. The boy trembled and groaned in alarm at seeing how badly his body had been marked, used, and defiled.



Keylyn started to put his beige robe back only to have it, suddenly and brutally, stripped back off him and thrown to floor. Then he felt  laughing, warm lips brush over the back of his neck as a long arms reached around his body and encircled his waist as he was dragged tightly back against a warm naked body and a hard chest. Then he was held prisoner before the mirror, as a silken cascade of the wizard’s black hair pressed teasingly over, around, and against his naked flesh.

“Keylyn, I was wondering why a simple piss was taking so long. I entered and found you staring at your naked body in the mirror. So, my delicious treasure, are you studying the results of my earlier passions? Which excites you more; the thing I did to you before or the things I will do to you now? For example, something like this,” Darkness ran his open warm palm down the length of the boy’s Flank, fondling the boy’s warm soft skin.



As the man’s practiced hand proceeded to explore and stroke more and more of his pale flesh, Keylyn was dismayed to hear himself groaning in excitement as he unconsciously moved, eagerly, closer to his captor. Keylyn watched, stunned and hypnotized to the point he couldn’t look away from the mirror, at what the beautiful, evil man was doing to him in the mirror. It aroused him and stirred him to a degree he found himself wantonly pressing his naked body eagerly into the man’s hands as the softness of the man’s long dark hair fell around him. He was horrified how easily he succumbed to the man’s simplest touch and how easily this time he became the man’s willing plaything. His seducer's long fingers traced over his full lips, then thrust inside his mouth, forcing him to suckle on persistent probing fingers at the same time, the man’s other hand quickly strokes his lower belly making him purr and moan like animal. Then the master’s hand slid between his legs capturing and working his already hardening shaft. The mirror displayed the truth of boy’s depraved weakness and there was no way the furiously panting Keylyn could deny the truth; he was completely aroused by seeing himself taken, use, and manipulated by Darkness in the mirror.



“Oh, really, how delightfully sweet and wanton you are my Keylyn. But unfortunately my darling for now I’d better stop this. Right now, you need to eat, as do I, for the ladies finally brought our food. It will be our last meal until after the ritual!” Darkness forced himself to stop what he was doing to the boy, taking control and reining in his overwhelming lust. He, gently, took his hands away from the aroused boy and stepped away several feet from him.



“No, please, don’t stop Darkness! I want it…I want you,” gasped a crying pleading Keylyn for he ached for the man to do even more to him. Then he all but threw himself at the retreating Darkness.

The wizard grabbed Keylyn’s wrists and held the boy at an arms length so he couldn’t touch him further. “No, I dare not go further with this now. It's just too tempting. I just might ravish you until I make you totally worthless to me. The ritual is the most important thing. Now obey me, damn-it boy! Go put your robe back on so we can return to the chamber to eat. ” Growled the wizard sharply,as though he were going to explode in a fit of temper, his fists clinched tightly in carefully controlled frustration.



Almost as though he were physically slapped, Keylyn backed away from the wizard to stand once more in front the mirror, staring at the tormented image of himself that looked back at him from the glass. A slender, pale body vilely marked and abused by the black wizard's endless and unbridled desires. Yet the man refused to take him, even after he offered himself up willingly to the man’s ruthless appetites. Was he being denied just so Darkness could evilly torment and abuse him further?



“Look what you have done to me, my Darkness. The way you have so thoroughly defiled and marked me as yours. Why wont you take what already belongs to you master? Whispered the boy, his voice low, desperate and pleading with a terrible, aching need.



“Ah, so that’s it, foolish boy! You're worried about those pathetic few little welts and marks I've left on your soft, fragile pale flesh, because I couldn’t get enough of savoring your lovely sweetness. Truly, my treasure, my tiny prince, those insignificant marks are nothing to worry about. For, just as easily as I placed them upon you, my pet, I assure you I can remove them with only a word and a touch, as if they were never there. Now, come and let me remove all the cruel evidence of my lust since it seems to upsets you so! As for 'being defiled'... you've not quite reached that point just yet. But, when you are, it'll be my pleasure to tell you my pet. ” Smirked the wizard.



When the boy was slow to respond, Seer’ Reign grabbed and pulled him into a surprising masculine chaste embrace that was in no way sexual then he uttered a single unknown word and laid a hand on Keylyn's shoulder. Immediately, the boy’s body tingled with warmth.   The wizard then turned his body around so he could stare at himself in the mirror. Keylyn was shocked for all the marks on his shoulders throat and skin were completely gone. Yet, the master’s cure spell didn’t take care of everything for his nipples, and lips still remained highly sensitive and tender. Keylyn checked, for he pressed and rubbed eagerly up against wizard's mouth and then his body against the Wizard’s body, hoping to stir some kind of response from him. But Keylyn was very disappointed when the man remained unresponsive and simply went about replacing the robe on his body, tying the belt around his waist. Then grinning the wizard gave him a gentle pat on the ass and shoved him back toward his private chambers were the food awaited.

“For now this must satisfy, you boy. Now, let's go eat. ”