Allura laughed throatily as Sebastien approached her, his surging prick leading the way. She admired its length and girth, and licked her lips at the thought of it filling her.
Sebastien, for his part, was almost in a daze, his eyes filled with vision of Allura's beauty, his ears filled with her enticing laugh, his nose filled with her intoxicating perfume. He had come here with a mission, but right now all he could think about was her. As he walked towards her he divested himself of any remaining clothing and, without further ado, swept aside the folds of her silk dress and plunged his throbbing cock into the folds of her silken pussy.
Sebastien let out a long, low groan as he entered her. She was hot, wet, and tight; wrapped around his cock as though they were made for each other. He thrust his hips back and forth, lost in Allura's magical pussy.
Allura, for her part, was impressed with Sebastien's strength and endurance. She raked her long nails along his back. "Yes," she hissed in his ear. "Harder! Faster! Pound me like the warrior you are!"
The warrior ploughed forward frantically as he approached climax. The chair had long since been abandoned, and Allura now lay on the carpeted floor with Sebastien on top of her. Her huge tits surged against his chest, her ebon eyes boring into his as he bored into her. Allura's pussy was so tight around his cock that with each upstroke Sebastien drew her hips away from the floor, only to slam them down again. The floor seemed almost to shudder as he pounded her harder, faster, spurred on by her raking nails and the constant encouragement she hissed in his ear. He grew more and more frantic as his climax appeared to dangle constantly just out of his reach. In some small corner of his mind he wondered if she was using her magic on him, making him last, but that thought was silenced as she suddenly pushed him out of her, reached up, and began jacking his cock in short, quick strokes.
"Cum, my pet," she purred. "Let it all out, let us seal our arrangement."
With a roar, Sebastien did just that. Long, thick ropes of cum shot out, coating Allura's face and heaving chest. For a full minute his cock spat out gobs of semen that spattered against the skin of the Enchantress. Finally, with a groan, Sebastien slumped backwards.
"That... that was something else," he said, looking up at her.
Allura closed her eyes, and threw back her head. Her lips moved in a silent incantation, and Sebastien watched as his cum was absorbed into her skin, leaving not a trace of it behind. She caught his questioning look and smiled. "Your seed has power," she said simply. "It would be a shame to let it go to waste, no?"
Sebastien felt his strength slowly returning, and with it his focus. He got to his feet. "All right," he said, trying to sound professional - a difficult task with Allura sitting stretched out before him, her dress torn in several places revealed large expanses of creamy soft skin - "I think we know each other pretty well now. What's next?"
The Enchantress regarded him for a moment before getting to her feet as well. She had been right about him. Most other men would be grovelling at her feet now, but this one remained focused; his desire for vengeance lent him great strength. He would make a useful ally indeed, but she would have to watch him closely. She did not like the thought that he might be able to resist her control.
"There are several places we can begin," she replied. "The tribes of the eastern plains have only recently been subjugated, we could try to talk to their leader and convince them to join us. Or we could speak to the mercenary clans in the south. And I have heard talk of bandits in the Sharwydd forest that conduct raids against the King's trade convoys, perhaps they could be persuaded to focus their efforts under our direction."
Sebastien nodded, considering. Before he could respond, however, Allura cut him off. "It's getting late, and you need your rest. Think about it over the night, and we can decide in the morning." |