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Subject: {ASSM} NEW! The Slutty Sorceress 1, Ch1 [2/2] (M/f, MM/f, fantasy, mc, nc, oral)
Date: Sat,  7 Jul 2001 04:10:04 -0400
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This is the second half of the first chapter to the first Slutty Sorceress 
story... kinda gives you a headache to hear all that, hmm? :)
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***WARNING!***
This story is intended to be read by mature audiences *only*! That means 
that if you're too young (under 18) stop reading now! This story contains 
graphic descriptions of sex including non-consensual acts, mind-control, 
humiliation, and worse.
***END WARNING!***

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This is the first story about Lessy of Elvenforest, a novice sorceress who 
finds herself continuously involved in magical adventures, curious exploits, 
and sexual depravities (the good stuff!). In this first tale she arrives in 
a major human city for the very first time and meets a human psionic who 
simply cannot resist her beauty...
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**
This story Copyright 2001, all rights reserved!
If you want to archive it just e-mail me! :)
**

The Slutty Sorceress
Story One: The Curse of Sluttitude (ver.1.0)
by Galadriel (galadriel678@hotmail.com)

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Chapter One: An Evening at the Twisted Nail 2/2
(M/f, MM/f, fantasy, mind-control, oral, exhibitionism, no-sex... yet!)
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"So we're supposed to be heading north into the World's End Mountains 
tomorrow, although I'm really worried now that I won't find her in time!"

Gorgin led the young elfish girl around the back of the tavern as she 
explained her predicament to him. He marveled at how naive the girl was. 
He'd met five-year-olds less gullible! But still, her body was certainly not 
a five-year-old's, and by now it was all he could think about...

"I really wish I could remember the name of that tavern she told me about!"

Gorgin nodded. "There are many in Maulldrum, I'm afraid. We could spend all 
night searching... but I think I may be of some help. I have a knack at 
bringing... old memories to the fore, if you follow. I may be able to help 
you remember."

"Really!" Lessy exclaimed. "That'd be wonderful! It's so nice to meet 
someone so friendly away from home!"

Gorgin smiled humorlessly.

The two made it to the back alleyway behind the Twisted Nail. Far above a 
million stars shone down on them, and one and a half moons as well, as 
Gorgin took a seat on an upturned barrel. The air smelled of dung and burnt 
tobacco and had Gorgin on the verge of pinching his nose.

"I love the city!" Lessy beamed, inhaling deeply. She spun around in place, 
dropping Gorgin's jaw at the sight of such a beautiful body spinning and 
bouncing so.

"It's so... full of *life*!"

Gorgin pulled a tobacco pouch from the insides of his robe, his fingers now 
trembling, and began rolling a cigarette. He looked again at the girl, and 
smiled.

"You're not exactly... fully elven, are you? If I may ask, of course."

Lessy blushed, a beautiful sight beneath the moons' glow. "No, not exactly. 
My mother was... is... elven. My father wasn't."

"Ah," Gorgin nodded. "I've never met a half breed. But you grew up in the 
Forest?"

"Yep!" she chirped. "With all elves, rarely a human... Sometimes, when I was 
young, we'd go into Tallyhare and I'd see a few. It was different than this, 
though!"


Gorgin nodded as he began puffing at his smoke. "You're on your Journey, 
then?"

Lessy gasped. "How'd you *know*!"

The human shrugged. "I'm familiar with elven customs. Tell me, how old are 
you? You couldn't be younger than... sixty summers?"

"Twenty-five," Lessy smiled. "Don't look so surprised! I'm not full-Elf, 
remember, so I mature a lot quicker. I'm on a five year journey, yep! Then 
back home..." She frowned.

A moment of silence followed. The soft hum of loud conversation from the 
Twisted Nail could be heard through its thin wooden walls, but little else. 
Maybe a cricket or two, but besides that little else.

"Okay," Gorgin said, exhaling a cloud of smoke, "Come here. Let's see if I 
can't find this tavern of yours."

The young half-elf strode gracefully toward the human. With nowhere to sit, 
she knelt before him on her knees and stared up into his dark blue eyes. 
They sparkled in a welcoming way.

He was without words as he looked down at her. The way that the moonlight 
bounced off her smooth white skin suddenly convinced Gorgin that there were 
gods... and made him thankful that half of them were evil. Her hair was a 
golden red, if that could possibly be a color, and her eyes were undoubtedly 
elven borne-- a spherical and a mystical green that glimmered in the light. 
He wanted to reach out to her, suddenly, but stopped.

That's not how things like this worked. Must start small...

"A-hem." He cleared his throat. Then he procured an emerald gem from his 
robe which dangled on a silver chain, and held it before her gaze.

"Look at this."

"Pretty," she said, meaning it. She stared at the gem, which suddenly seemed 
to fill the whole of her vision. "This will... tell me... the name... the 
tavern?" she murmured.

"No," he grinned, concentrating as not to break from the trance. "It will 
help me touch your pussy."

She nodded. "Okay..."

Their minds intertwined. Although he couldn't read her thoughts he was able 
to make his, hers. He had to concentrate to prevent the opposite from 
becoming true. She stared at the gem, dependent on it now, as he focused his 
psionic powers through it and into her susceptible brain.

"Your tits are so nice," he said, as part of the domination. "Show them to 
me."

Not breaking her gaze on the gem, she reached slowly to where the tight 
white dress clung to her shoulders and began sliding it downwards. He stared 
at her movements, so graceful, and at the dress that seemed to be dripping 
down her body. Before long she had it pulled over her mounds of elf-tit, and 
her breasts sprang free and stared up at the human psion.

"Perfect," he breathed.

She said nothing. She was grinning stupidly with half-closed eyes, 
concentrating on the emerald which seemed to be glowing somehow. It was all 
she knew, all she cared about...

Gorgin was, by now, quite hard beneath his robe. He so wanted to touch her 
he could hardly resist the urge and normally he wouldn't have, but elven 
minds were more complicated than human ones and he had to be careful.

"Tell me," he said soothingly, "have you ever shown your breasts like this 
before?"

"Not like this," she whispered.

He nodded. "Then you've never had sex? Or seen a male organ?"

"No," she began. She added, "I still have my honor."

"Would you like to see one?"

She blinked, and looked up at him.

Finally, he thought. The emerald was no longer needed.

"I... I'm not sure," she answered honestly.

"Well, why don't I show you mine and you can find out."

Her smile broadened. "Yes, thank you!"

He grinned maliciously and began unbuckling his belt, then hiked up his 
robe. His penis stood erect and a full seven inches in length, pointing 
towards the sky.

She stared at it, slightly confused, definitely curious. "This is a... 
organ?"

"Penis," he said. "Cock, to you. Or man-meat. You like?"

She leaned in closer and studied it. "I'm not sure..."

She was so close to it that she might have been studying a gem.

"Go ahead, touch it," he whispered.

She seemed to resist the command for a second, then brought up her left hand 
nervously. Deep down inside she knew something was wrong, that she shouldn't 
be doing this, but her thoughts were jumbled and confused.

Gently, she touched Gorgin's cock with her extended index finger.

"Ah," he sighed, nodding. "Now hold it, and have a really good look..."

She wrapped her hand around the shaft of his cock gingerly as she studied 
the instrument. Never in her entire life had she known what lay beneath the 
robes and pants of men, although she'd always suspected it was something 
quite different than what lay beneath that of a woman's. She'd been told 
about sex in the elven way, which involved little detail and absolutely no 
explanations. She just knew about keeping her Honor until marriage-time, and 
then to have babies...

He breathed out slowly at the sensation of her cool hand on his hot shaft, 
staring down at the site of the young girl holding it, breasts bare and eyes 
now wide with curiosity. It pulsed in her grip wanting just one thing...

"Give it a kiss," he said, slowly.

She started to lean forward then stopped and looked up at him. Her mind was 
clearing slightly. "Wh--- why?"

"It tastes good. Go on," he encouraged her, unaware that his powers were 
already beginning to fade.

"I don't... know...," she whispered. She gripped it again and watched it 
jump. It was so... alien to her and yet, somehow, it was like she knew it 
well.

"It's nice," he said, in a reassuring voice. "And tastes wonderful. Go on, 
just kiss it for a moment..."

Ever so slowly she brought her lips closer to his shaft, the head of which 
seemed to be staring at her. She pursed her soft lips and brought them 
closer, closer, until finally they touched...

It did taste kind of nice. She let her lips rest there for a moment as she 
felt its impossibly hard-softness beneath her lips, her hand still gently 
gripping the shaft of the long instrument.

Gorgin sighed again, loudly. Her lips weren't like any he'd ever experienced 
before: incredibly soft and silky, and so nice and warm...

"Okay, now," he panted. "Open your mouth... there you go... lick it a 
little..."

She followed his instructions and now got the full salty taste of his cock. 
It was intoxicating. She ran her tongue around the head of his dick slowly, 
relishing the flavor, as her mind continued to unravel from the knots he'd 
put it in...

Gorgin could barely constrain himself anymore. He wanted to shove his penis 
deep into this little elf's throat and fuck it for all he was worth. Better 
yet, he wanted to bend her over this barrel and fuck her virgin pussy. He'd 
never fucked an elf one before. Soon his companions would be arriving and 
he'd have to  share her... could he possible speed things up?

"I'm going to push it in," he said softly to her in a trembling voice. "I 
want you to continue doing what you're doing... okay?"

She didn't respond, of course, as her mouth was full. But she understood as 
he began to push his hips
forward, forcing his rod more fully into her mouth.

"Be careful with your teeth... that's it, good girl... ah..." he whispered 
to her. "Just keep licking it... open a little wider... good..."

Her mouth felt so full she was growing nervous. How much further did he want 
it to go? And should she be letting him do this? It seemed okay... tasted 
good, and her body was beginning to tingle pleasantly... was her dress off? 
No, of course not... what was going on?

"AH..." he sighed. "Just like that... don't stop... gently, gently... good!"

She followed his instructions as her mind cleared. This was Gorgin, the man 
who was going to help her find her friend. But what was going on? Oh yes, 
she was tasting his penis... and gripping it, too. She'd seen her first 
penis. How strange.

Gorgin was oblivious to the fact that young Lessy's mind was clearing up. In 
fact he was oblivious to a lot of things, like the sounds of footsteps 
coming down the alleyway. He couldn't hold back much longer, he needed to 
cum, and this girl's mouth was so fresh and soft and warm and perfect...

"Oh gods!" he moaned. He reached out his hands and clasped her head, 
bringing it forward roughly, sliding his penis a full six inches into her 
mouth, and began to cum.

Lessy panicked when he grabbed her head and nearly tried to pull away before 
her mind reminded her that this was nice. And then suddenly she felt 
something filling her small mouth: something warm, and gooey, and slightly 
salty in taste. She nearly gagged.

"Ahhhhhh!" Gorgin sighed as he spurted his semen down her throat. He looked 
down hastily and saw her eyes staring up at him, a little panicked, and he 
said, "Just swallow it, swallow... oh... ahhh!"

She had no choice, really. She swallowed the sticky goo down her throat and 
decided it didn't taste so bad, at that. He let go of her head, finally, and 
pulled his penis (which had shrunk considerably, she noticed) out of her 
mouth.

"That was good," he smiled. "You're a natural!"

"What... was that?" she asked, wiping away a trail of jizz from her lips 
with the back of her hand. She was nearly herself again, although more 
confused then anything else.

"A blowjob, dear," he said, putting his robe back in place. "And you did it 
perfect."

"Oh," she said, bewildered. Remembering her manners she added, "Thanks..."

"Har! Couldn't wait for us'n, eh?"

Lessy and Gorgin both turned toward the voice booming from the shadows. A 
large, hulking man a good six feet tall stood there, eyeing the girl and her 
breasts lewdly. Next to him was a man quite a bit shorter, wearing a 
studded-leather chest plate over a fattening body. A sword hung from his 
belt.

"Sorry lads," Gorgin said, standing up. "I had to... break her in."

Break me in? thought Lessy. She shook her head, and began to stand, too. 
Then she felt the cool breeze against her tits, and the eyes of the two 
newcomers on them, and managed a full deep blush as she pulled the dress up 
in embarrassment.

"Oh, dear!" she exclaimed.

Gorgin turned to her, confused. "It's okay... leave the dress down," he 
tried.

"Uhm, sorry," she said a little franticly as her mind fully became her own 
again. "It's just, well, it's not appropriate... where I come from."

"Har!" bellowed Brech. "Looks like yah didn't break 'er in fully, eh?" He 
stepped towards her, followed by the other man.

"I don't understand," Gorgin mumbled. "I had her mind."

"Eh, I don' like your mind tricks, anyways," Brech grumbled. "Too spooky."

The thought suddenly occurred to Lessy, as the three surrounded her, that 
she might be in trouble.

"Uh," she began, "are you going to... help me find my friend? I'm in an 
awful rush..."

Gorgin grinned. Brech laughed. The third man looked confused.

"Well then," Lessy said, stepping backwards nervously. "I'd better get going 
then... she's expecting me..."

Brech looked down at the small elf girl and smiled evilly. "Yar, you'll get 
going, but first we're all gonna get a little of what Gorgin got..."

Lessy blushed. "I'm not... I don't think I should do that anymore. I'm 
sorry!" She managed an apologetic smile.

Gorgin sighed and said, glaring at her, "It doesn't matter what you want. I 
was hoping it wouldn't come to this but your mind seems to recover quickly.

"We're going to do to you, whatever the hells we want," he concluded. "And 
you're just going to have to take it."

Lessy finally realized for certain that she was in trouble. The three pairs 
of leering eyes were on her, she was surrounded, and she had a desperate 
feeling that what they wanted involved more of that sticky goo.

What on earth was she going to do?

***END OF CHAPTER ONE, 2/2***

There will be one more chapter to this story, but (hopefully) many more 
stories to come!

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This is my first story ever! Chapter two, its
conclusion, is cumming <g> soon. After that I
hope to "put out" other Lessy stories, so please
e-mail me and let me know what you thought! Thanx!!!
galadriel678@hotmail.com
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