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Subject: {ASSM} RP Wolf's Bane prologue (m/f, nc, magic)
Date: Tue,  1 May 2001 17:10:04 -0400
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Sexual Material, story meant for people over 18.
Hey Kids, go away! Oh, did you think I meant it
in a mocking manner and was talking to you? Well if
you're under 18 then you are absolutley right. Go away.

WOLF'S BANE

by Alexi92


PROlogue

	He knocked on the door. It was a polite knock, but one with enough force to 
kill a lesser door. Peter could almost hear the knock reverberate through 
the hall behind, the hall he wanted to enter.

	There wasn't an answer. Peter hadn't expected one, according to the witch 
the castle was virtually abandoned. Still Peter had hoped that there was 
some sort of night maid or something. But there wasn't, which meant that he 
would have to break in.

	Peter sighed. He had certainly increased the number of illegal acts he 
could be held responsible for since coming into the witch's employ. He 
didn't regret agreeing to become a freelance adventurer for the witch, but 
it didn't seem right to help people by commiting crimes.

	He pulled out his lock picking tools and went to work. After a few minutes 
of ministrations to the rather pathetic lock the door was open and Peter 
went inside.

	The hall was dusty and full of spiderwebs, exactly what one would expect 
from a castle that hadn't seen any activity in the last nine months. But 
none of that had anything to do with why he was here. What he wanted was on 
the fifth floor, in the lab.

	There didn't seem to be any traces of technology in the building, which 
meant it probably didn't have an elevator. That meant he'd have to climb 
five flights of stairs. Peter sighed again and began looking for a stairway.

	By the time he got to the fifth floor his muscles were taught. He was in 
excellent physical shape, just not enough that he could shrug off a five 
flight climb.

	After meticulously checking every door on the floor he finally came upon 
the lab. It was a sruprise to say the least. He had been told what to 
expect, but this was just insane.

	A wizard, with the standard trappings sterotypical of his kind, the long 
grey beard and long robe, had his cock out and was pushing it against the 
anal passageway of a naked young lady who was trying to fight. She had no 
luck as she was obviously bound by magic, her struggles only causing to 
excite the wizard mroe as her athletic body squirmed, glistening with sweat, 
her long dark hair in complete dissarray, the moisture produced by her body 
causing it to cling to her face.

	The wizard thrust forward roughly, his long pole shoved painfully forward 
into her virgin ass. The woman screamed in pain and fear as her anus was 
suddenly invaded by a long intruder, stretching it in ways it had never been 
inteded for.

	And then the room shimmered and Peter witnessed the scene melt into a new 
one. Only this time the wizard was sitting in the middle of the room pouring 
a vial of liquid into a pot hovering over a brazier. To both Peter and the 
wizard's surprise an armored hand clanged against the window pain and a 
climbed into the room.

	Peter was even more stunned when the knight removed its helmet to reveal 
the woman he had seen ealier, getting her asshole reamed. Only now she 
looked regal, as one would expect a knight to. Her black hairwas pulled back 
into a pony tail so that her hair would not get in the way of her knightly 
duties.

	"Eric, Wizard of Glassbow, I am here to end your evil ways."

	"My what?" the wizard asked.

	But instead of answering the woman knight pulled her sword from its sheath 
and charged forward. The wizard was just able to dodge, she slammed into the 
brazier, sending the pot tumbling to the ground where it's contents poured 
out.

	The knight turned and tried to swing her blade against the wizard but he 
wasn't there anymore. Peter found himself next to an enraged wizard, not 
normally a safe place to be, but the wizard wasn't even acknowledging 
Peter's presence.

	"Do you have any idea what you've done?"

	"Silence vile fiend!"

	"Vile? Oh I'll show you vile lady."

	The next instant the knight's armor was gone. She suddenly found herself 
protected only by the leather pants and shirt she wore underneath.

	"I need not my armor to vanquish you," she sneered. The woman rolled her 
body forward, ending in a kneeling position. Her sword thrust forward, 
slicing the wizard's cloak and some skin.

	The wizard jumped back, screaming in pain, causing the blade to cleave even 
more flesh. Angered, Eric waved his hands and the knight's weapons were 
gone. Not even missing a beat, she launched herself at the wizard. With a 
quickness that belied his age, Eric pulled her from mid-air, twisted around, 
and slammed her against the floor, face up.

	A couple more gestures and the knight found herself naked. Peter whistled 
silently in admiration, the woman's breasts were incredible, round, full and 
firm. The wizard must have been thinking the same because he grabbed a tit 
in each hand. The knight screamed in anger and used her legs to push the old 
man off her.

	"How dare you," she shouted as she began to rise.

	If he hadn't been watching for it Peter would have missed it. The wizard's 
eyes darted to the fallen brazier just as a wide smile crossed his face.

	"Slut," the wizard spat out.

	"I am no such thing," the knight said angrily. From the tone of her protest 
she had been called such many times in the past. Peter guessed that there 
weren't many female knights in the country she came from.

	"We shall see."

	With magic quickness the wizard ran forward in a blur of color. The knight 
collapsed as the wizard beat her senselessly, too fast for her to block. 
When she stopped moving the wizard stopped attacking. He stood over her, now 
just as naked as she.

	He pushed her limp body into a spread eagled position. Her body was open to 
him, unable to prevent anything he did. The wizard fondled her breasts and 
she moaned lightly. Smiling, Eric lowered himself onto her body and guided 
his cock into her.

	The sudden intrusion, and no doubt the pain, awakened her. She began to 
struggle to push the wizard off of her. It was to no avail, her weak 
attempts didn't deter the old man from thrusting his cock into her cunt. It 
was a strange dance, as the knight pushed the wizard away, but only 
slightly, and the wizard used that momentum to slam back into her resisting 
cunt even harder than if she had not resisted.

	Not long thereafter the knight stopped struggling. Peter thought she had 
given in until he saw her eyes, they were cold calculating eyes, as if she 
had realized she was not a woman anymore but a protector of the land, and 
began to calulate ways to kill the wizard when the opportunity arrose. So 
her body simply lay still as the wizard pumped his tool into her.

	The wizard sensed this lack of resistance and pulled out. He looked at the 
knight's unmoving form, considering his options. Finally he took ahold of 
her hips, and with a great burst of strength, turned her entire body onto 
it's front. The knight's head began to turn in her attempt to find out what 
was going one when the wizard slapped her ass. The knight almost jumped up, 
as it was she flinched.

	"Very nice bitch. Ever had it in the back?" he asked as he began to spread 
her butt cheeks apart.

	"No!" she shouted, all traces of the calculating killer gone in favor of 
terror. She tried to get up but the wizard waved his hands and she found 
herself unable to move.

	"No, no, no. Every slut should do it in the ass at least once." The wizard 
laughed. "Or more."

	He placed his long pole against he opening of her anal passageway. She had 
tensed her butt muscles in hopes of warding him off but he slowly began to 
push his cock in. And with a sudden thrust he slammed his hard member into 
her ass. The knight screamed in pain and fear.

	After watching this scene play out twice more Peter caught the brazier 
before it hit the ground. It burned his hands, but he caught it.

	"Christ that's hot!"

	"Do you have any idea what you've done?"

	"Silence vile fiend!"

	"Christ! Ow!"

	"Vile? Oh I'll show you vile lady."

	"Hello?"

	"I need not my armor to vanquish you."

	Roll, stab, jump.

	"Hey."

	"AAAAAAAAAARGH!"

	Leap, catch, BAM!

	"HEY!"

	Fondle, kick.

	"How dare you?"

	Smile, look.

	"Hey, where's the brazier?"

	"I've got it."

	Two confused people turned to look at Peter who had laid the brazier down 
carefully on the floor. The wizard was the first to speak.

	"What did you do?"

	"I stopped the time loop."

	"Stopped it?"

	"Yeah. It was the brazier, right? It being spilled caused the spell you 
were working on to spill into the room, and so you both got stuck in a time 
loop. I just kept it from being spilled."

	"Why did you go and do a damn thing like that?"

	"You've been trapped for the better part of a year."

	"So?"

	"It was time to stop it."

	"That wasn't for you to decide. The bitch was just beginning to learn her 
place. Isn't that right whore?"

	They both looked at the knight who hadn't moved from the ground. She was 
still laying flat on her back. She didn't answer.

	Peter looked at the wizard with a suspicious gaze. "You enjoyed it?"

	"Damn straight. I fucked that girl millions of time. We remembered it all 
you know, our bodies were in a loop but our minds weren't. I had the 
pleasure of raping her ass and cunt so many glorious times. And there wasn't 
anything she could do, she had to repeat it over and over, always making the 
same mistakes she made the first time."

	"That's sick."

	"That's magic. It's not your place to judge what a wizard does. Now leave, 
I want to finish what I started millions of times but never got to finish."

	"No."

	The wizard turned from his advancement on the girl, clearly amused. "No? I 
don't think that's for you to say."

	Peter pulled a pill from his pocket and swallowed it. "The Good witch 
Bollasa says 'hello'."

	It seemed like forever, but it was probably only a couple of seconds, but 
Peter dashed forward with unhuman speed, faster than even the wizard had 
accomplished in the time loop, and punched the wizard in six vulnerable 
areas of the body. Eric crumpled onto the ground just as the pill's effects 
wore off.

	The wizard landed next to the knight. She turned and saw the unconcious 
face of the man who had raped her for the last year. Like a frightened cat 
she bolted off the ground and ran instinctivly for the nearest exit. The 
only problem was that Peter was in her way. They fell toe the ground in a 
tangle of limbs which ended with him on top of her, his head buried in her 
deilghtful busoms.

	And then she began to cry.

	"Please don't rape me."

	"What? I... No, you've got it wrong..."

	"Please don't rape me."

	And then she began to thrust her hips into him. It probably would have been 
more exciting for him if she wasn't trying to fuck his elbow.

	"Lady I'm not here to..."

	"Please don't... Please don't ra..."

	Peter struggled to move into the proper position.

	"It's okay. It's going to be okay," he whispered soothingly into her ear. 
And then he shot the anesthetic into arm.

	The knight whimpered as she fell into unconciousness. Peter sighed. Bollasa 
was right, the knight had gone insane. An entire year spent being raped, 
forced to repeat the motions she had performed a year ago even though her 
mind screamed at her body to do differently, never sleeping, never anything.

	The situation, a woman completely shattered by being forced into an intense 
sexual situation which defied the limits if human endurance, reminded him of 
a face from his past. She had been beautiful. Peter had taken her in and 
they had had a pretty nice time together. Then things had gone downhill and 
they had parted ways. Of course he had been a little reluctant to see her 
go.

	Still it wasn't like he had much of a choice in the matter.

	As for her, she hadn't exactly been in a position to choose what she really 
wanted.

	Yes, no doubt about it. And the knight's black hair even looked like 
Aethis'. But those were memories that had long past. Back when he had been 
with Clara.

	Clara. God he missed her too.

	But that had to wait. The knight needed help. Medical at the very least, 
psychological if she was to ever be anything approaching sane.

-TO BE CONTINUED-




Anyway, send feedback, which is appreciated, to
alexi92@hotmail.com

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