Vampire 42-59

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The day after Mileus sent Aidan through the portal, he opened a second one to the same pocket dimension for Morgana but to a hidden chamber where the ancient one will not find her. As Morgana was about to walk through the portal she gave Mileus a kiss and whispered in his ear "I'll reward you when I come back, until then you shall save every drop of your seed, they belong to me. Do you understand?" Her words instantly brought his cock to full hardness. "Yess, Mistress...." Mileus almost lost control of the portal as Morgana brought him to the edge of orgasm just by gently caressing his cock though his suit. Morgana gave Mileus a teasing seductive smile before stepping though the portal leaving him desperate for her touch and longing for her return.

Ever since his disciple Aidan came back, the ancient one's been having strange dreams every night. He kept dreaming of Aidan having sex with a beautiful girl in some sort of sexual ritual. It's always the same girl, Aidan seems to be submissive towards her and he could sense their bond growing stronger every time Aidan came inside her. The girl appeared to be some sort of witch except for the way she fed on Aidan's essence. The unusual circumstances led the ancient one to believe it was nothing more than a dream, instead he was more worried that Aidan might have brought something back with him but he couldn't sense any other presence besides the both of them. Unbeknownst to the ancient one, Aidan did in fact bring not something but someone back and those dreams were Morgana's doing. They were meant to have a subtle effect on his concentration in order to compromise his daily meditation.

Aidan was having a discussion with the ancient one when suddenly they heard a voice coming from the stairs."How deceptive of you to call yourself the ancient one. You do indeed look as young and handsome as Aidan told me. Is it also true that you're an immortal and you used to be a Necromancer? I can use a man like you."  "Who are you?!" The ancient one was startled to find a stranger who knew so much about him in his inner sanctum. "I'm Queen Fiona of the Kingdom." The ancient one for obvious reasons didn't believe her, he could sense that she's a witch but there's something different about her. "Liar! I can smell a witch from a mile away and there can only be one reason you're here!" Morgana smiled and walked into the light. "Oh really? then why haven't you discovered me earlier? I've been fucking your disiple every night right under your nose for the past week. One thing you're right about me though, I'm here for the Necronomicon." The ancient one suddenly realized that Morgana was the girl in his dreams. "Do I..... look familiar? Perhaps you've dreamed of me before?" "Those dreams......" "Those were no dreams my dear. What you saw was me rewarding your disciple for doing my bidding. He's been very busy sabotaging all your protection spells for me." "Impossible! I should have sensed it if Aidan's under your spell." "Spell? I no longer need to put any spell on him. I've mind fucked your disciple so thoroughly his body and soul belongs to me now. He's more than happy to do anything for me, even betray his master."

Even though deep down the ancient one knew that Morgana wasn't lying, he still couldn't believe that his disciple had betrayed him. "Aidan! Activate the protection spells!" Instead of doing what his master told him, Aidan walked towards Morgana and bowed on his knees in front of her. "I'm no longer your disciple, I serve Mistress Morgana now." Morgana caressed Aidan's face pleased to actually hear him proclaim the revocation of his apprenticeship and the declaration of his new allegiance in front of his master, not that she had any doubt he belonged to her.

"Oh, feeling a bit difficult to concentrade? Not only did your ex-disciple sabotaged your protection spells, he's also drugged the water you drink with my love juice." The ancient one not intending to go down without a fight immediately went on the offensive and attacked Morgana. Unfortunately the ancient one's ability to focus was compromised and Morgana's vampiric ability which allowed her to move at super human speed gave her an unfair advantage.

The ancient one was caught by surprise as Morgana super speeded around the table and grabbed him by his neck. Before the ancient one could fully comprehend what had happened he was magically and physically secured against the wall by Morgana. "What happened?" "By now you should realize that I'm not a regular witch." Morgana smiled revealing her fangs. "Impossible! Every attempt to create a vampire witch hybrid had ended in the disintegration of the witch." "And yet here I am. With the help of the Necronomicon I shall take control of my Master Vlad." "Vlad! Of course who else would be arrogant enough to think they can keep a hybrid under their control. He has no idea what kind of monster he had created. You can torture and kill me but you will NEVER get your hands on the Necronomicon!" "Why would I do that? All I need to get my hands on are these." Morgana caressed his crotch but was surprised to find that the ancient one didn't have a hard on. "That's a first. Oh my... Who would've thought you'd cast an anti arousal spell on your own cock? You must be a masochist to deny yourself the pleasure of the flesh. We'll have to fix that don't we?" A chill went down the ancient one's spine as Morgana gave him a wicked smile.

"When's the last time you had an orgasm? a month? a year? You poor thing, can't remember? You must have so much cum backed up in your balls just waiting to be liberated." Morgana pressed her body against the ancient one and gently caressed his face. "Join me, let me show you the orgasmic bliss of serving me." "Never..." The ancient one managed to express his defiance but being this close to Morgana, her scent is starting to affect him. Morgana knew it's only a matter of time before his defiance crumbles.

Despite the ancient one's defiance, Morgana knew his body better than him. She gave him a passionate kiss and his body couldn't help it but responded exactly the way she expected. Their tongues and lips sucked and licked at each other as they exchanged their bodily fluid. The ancient one knew she was doing something to him and yet he was powerless to stop it.

The ancient one reluctantly parted with Morgana's lips as she revealed her secret to him. "Do you know that when I'm aroused my body secretes a very addictive aphrodisiac, it's in my scent you're breathing in right now, it's in the saliva we've just exchanged, it's even in my sweat but most importantly it's highly concentrated in my cunt, the one you will soon bury your cock in." The ancient one knew he needed to find a way out before Morgana carry out her plan but her sweet scent was clouding his mind. "You'll never break my anti arousal spell!" "Is that right? That's why you'll have the honor of getting a special blow job from me. With one kiss on the cock even a dead man will have an erection. Very few men were bestowed that honor, the last one who did paid for it with his life. He's orgasm was so violent he ejaculated his sweet tasty blood into my mouth until he was completely dry." The ancient one gulped in fear that his spell might not hold. "But first, we'll have to get rid of these clothing" With a wave of her hand, a circle of light descended over their heads disintegrating their cloths from top to bottom.

The thought of subjugating someone as strong and powerful as the ancient one was enough to make Morgana's pussy sopping wet. "See what you've done to me." The ancient one could see Morgana's love juice flowing down her inner thighs as she swiped a sample with her index finger and pushed it into his mouth. Her juice tasted like sweet nectar, soon he was eagerly sucking on her finger. "You like it don't you?" Morgana teased. "Now, take responsibility for the mess you've caused." Morgana scooped her sweet nectar and dripped it into the ancient one's mouth and laughed as she watched him lapped it all up. With so much of Morgana's drug in his system, can the ancient one still think straight enough to come up with an escape plan? Or has his fate already been sealed?

While Morgana continued to feed the ancient one her sweet nectar, she slowly slid her body down his chest leaving a trail of wet sloppy kisses as she made her way towards his crotch.

Morgana could be heard casting a spell as she held the ancient one's limpy cock in her hand. A glowing snake rune could be seen on her tongue as she extended her it to lick his cock. "Oh crap! The Serpent Tongue spell! How do you know such a powerful dark spell?" Morgana gave a wicked smile. "From those I seduced of course. You're not the first powerful magic user to fall for my seduction neither will you be the last." The ancient one knew he was in deep trouble as he could feel his anti-arousal spell weakens with every lick from Morgana.

The ancient one was feeling light headed as his blood rushed down to fill up his cock. Morgana laughed at his futile attempt to fight his growing arousal as she continued to work her magic on his cock.














Morgana's tongue slowly grew in length as she licked the ancient one's cock until it became long enough to circle around his shaft. Morgana started stroking the ancient one's cock with her slippery tongue while his quickly expanding cock told her that his spell was weakening even faster and his mind slowly taken over by lust. The ancient one moaned loudly as Morgana squeezed the last of his spell out of his cock with her tongue. With his spell gone, Morgana's tongue pulled his cock into her mouth, Deep-throating him, burning away his rational thoughts with every stroke.

Once Morgana was satisfied that the last of the ancient one's rational thoughts were burned away by his lust she stopped fellating him and stood up. Morgana could see it in his eyes that his mind was now completely taken over by his lust for her. "Without your spells you're just an ordinary man aren't you? with the same weaknesses that I can easily exploit." Morgana teasingly caressed his chest knowing that just by showing him her naked body was more than enough to fan his lust for her. "You want me don't you?" "Yes." "Yes what?" Morgana wasn't pleased with his answer. "Yes Mistress." "That's better."







"Will you do anything for me?" "Yes, Mistress." "Follow me, we shall continue our business somewhere more comfortable." Morgana released the magic restraints and led the ancient one by his cock to his bed chamber.














Morgana bent over on the bed and presented her sopping wet pussy to the ancient one. "I'm giving you one last chance to escape. Walk out of this room and you can be a free man or stay and let me show you the bliss of serving me and experience the unimaginable pleasures that only this body can give you." The word "escape" triggered a moment of clarity in the ancient one's mind and he tried to open a portal to escape only to have his body betrayed him as he walked towards Morgana's inviting pussy. Morgana laughed wickedly at his pathetic attempt to escape as she beckoned for him. "Come to me... Take me... You know you want to..." Morgana enjoyed toying with her victims, giving them false hopes when she knew they couldn't possibly resist her, she wanted them to realize the futility of resisting her so that they would abandon all hope and embrace her.

"Fuck me immortal one," the witch exhorted. "Fuck me and seal your own damnation with your seed." The ancient one was lost. Her soft lips had smothered every inch of his manhood and now it throbbed with urgent need. Lust bubbled through his veins and boiled away the last of his resistance. "You are a slave to my body. Take your rightful place now!" The ancient one yelled a cry of loss as he abandoned all hope and plunged his manhood deep into the she-devil's waiting warmth. Her flesh enfolded him, squeezed him, undulated all along his length. He sobbed with shame as he pulled out only to plunge back in, deeper than before. Again and again he thrust into her, as if he was trying to pound out the guilt he felt, every stroke transformed his guilt into forbidden pleasure until there was only pleasure left, Morgana knew he's ready.