A Long Time from Home Ch. 20

All in all, the mage needed to be taught a lesson. Preferably one that didn't have severe consequences for her future in the Ordo Magica, which would be the case if I did something official, like arresting her or reporting it.

Fortunately, the law was entirely on my side in this and left me with a wide range of punishments I could use, including corporal punishment.

However, before I started anything, it would be nice to know who she was.

Thinking the staff might know, I contacted our elderly maid Kima, sending her a mental image of the intruding mage's face and asked if she knew who it was.

"< Yes, Sir. That is a young noble your mother is tutoring in painting, but I don't think any of the staff ever got her name >"

Along with the answer came a feeling of dislike, so I followed up with another question. "< What is your opinion of her? Be honest, please >"

There was a hesitation, but then Kima sent. "< She's a spoiled noble brat, young Sir. Somebody should have spanked that attitude out of her a long time ago, but didn't >"

"< Thank you, Kima >" I sent with a chuckle as her answer had given me a solution "< Advice the staff to stay out of the Atrium until I say otherwise >"

The mage was still calling me names and after a quick consideration, I decided to follow Kima's suggestion and treat her exactly like the spoiled brat she behaved like. "< Kima, please activate the soundproofing. I'm about to teach a lesson and I don't think she's going to like it >"

"< Yes Sir >" A wave of amusement filled the link. "< Good luck, sir >"

"< Thank you, Kima >" I sent and closed the connection before I looked at the mage again.

She was smirking as she watched me. "Let me guess, you contacted someone, and they told you to release me?"

Laughingly, I shook my head. "Partly correct, but still wrong."

Glancing at my backpack, I activated another Ars Mentalis trick, animating the rope I always carry.

A moment later, it glided towards me, moving like a snake over the tiles. With a thought, I had it curled up behind her, with a good length rising above it. Then the end moved like a whip, hitting the mages buttocks with about force to give a satisfying smack, but not enough to harm her.

"To be precise, they thought that you're a spoiled noble brat that is in dire need of a spanking." I smiled at her outraged expression. "I tend to agree with that."

She started cursing again, but that stopped when I took my scarf and gagged her despite her best efforts to avoid it.

"That was better... now I can explain the amount of trouble you're in." A thought from me made the rope smack her again, causing her to yank on the mental chains. "No matter who you are and how powerful you family is..." Another slap. "... you're in more trouble, than you can imagine."

She tensed, expecting another slap. I didn't give it to her. "You're guilty in trespassed on private property... " This time the rope did slap her, and another muffled yelp escaped her. "... unlawful use of spells..." Slap. "... Assault..." Slap. "... and of being a rude little brat, without any manners..." Slap. "... or common sense."

The mage was looking at me with tearful eyes and mumbled something I couldn't hear through the gag.

"If I were you, I would mind my words." Carefully, I removed the gag. "If you're rude, you're asking for it."

"You little..." She started angrily, but then gave of a yelp as the rope hit her butt again.

I just smiled at her. "You were saying?"

"Release me!"

"I don't think so." I said slowly as I looked into her eyes. "Someone clearly didn't teach you manners and I'm going to correct that mistake." I used my powers of levitation to sit down in the air before her, rising up so we were of equal height. "Now let's start with something simple. Would you please list the Virtues?"

"Oh, piss off!" The sentence was followed by another yelp as the rope hit her.

"The Virtues, please... and the next time you're rude, it will be two strikes."

With a sign, she listed the Virtues, sounding like an angry little girl, but when I started to ask why a specific virtue was important for the Baylon Empire, I discovered that she didn't have a clue.

The virtues she had listed were just root learning and not something she really understood. That was a surprise, as virtues like self-control and temperance typically was drilled into young mages to avoid any major disasters when they became better at magic.

With a sigh, I said, "How did you manage to get past even the easiest test at the Ordo Magica? This is children's knowledge!"

"Screw you..." Two strikes hit her bare bottom in rapid succession.

"I asked you a question. How did you manage to pass the tests at the Ordo Magica?"

"None of your business."

It was clear, that I wouldn't get an answer, so I returned to the virtues. Deciding to correct the lack of learning, I spent some time asking her question, guiding her towards an understanding of those, while using the rope on her buttocks as soon as she started to become rude or showed any lack of attention.

It was during one of her punishments for being rude, I realized I was turned on, mostly because the scent of aroused women filled my nostrils. My eyes drifted down her body. Her nipples were rock hard and threatened to pierce the silk covering them.

The mage had stopped talking, watching me as I as I in turn looked her over. Well, so much for this being a punishment, I thought, watching her wetting her lips with the tip of her tongue.

"You're enjoying this." I stated, causing her to widen her eyes in surprise. Then her facial expression turned into one of denial.

"Go fuck yourself, little man." She spat, moaning at the rope hit her butt a heartbeat later.

"Please answer that again. Truthfully this time." I said, adding mental power to the request.

Yanking angrily against the chains of force holding her, she sneered. "Yes, you bastard! I love it! Nobody has ever had the guts to do anything like this before." She yelped and then moaned, as the rope hit her again. "Shit!"

With a thought, I changed the way the rope would hit her and then had it deliver four quick, but not strong, strokes to her backside, starting at the shoulders and ending at her thighs. She moaned with each of them.

"You want more, don't you?" I asked softly, causing her to nod. A moment later, the rope hit her butt again. "Say it out loud!"

"Yes!" she squeaked. "I want more!"

"You're still not going to say how you passed the test at the Ordo Magica?"

"No." She shook her head and looked me with eyes burning with lust. "I wanna be fucked, so stop asking questions and fuck me!"

With a slight shrug, I reached out, touched her dress, and teleported it to the floor.

That left her only in her underwear, giving me a nice view of her body.

The mage was wearing a stylish silk corset that made her waist even slimmer and pushed her sizeable breasts upwards. Below that, a silken loincloth completed the outfit.

Levitating down, I walked around to her backside and unclasped the golden chain of her loincloth, making it fall to the ground and leaving her hanging in the air with the lower half of her body exposed.

"What...?" She started, but I interrupted her by slapping her butt with the flat of my hand. The Mage gave off a startled yelped as my palm hit across both her cheeks with a meaty 'SMACK' causing a crescendo of wave-like ripples to wash over her rear before her flesh gently subsided to leave only the tell-tale red blemished palm print in its wake.

"Silence." I commanded and walked around her, viewing her from all angles. Being all soft and curvy, her body was well-shaped, and I enjoyed the sight.

She was also extremely aroused, to the point where the lips of her pussy were puffed and drops of juices ran down her legs, until they dripped on the ground.

Well, so much for this being a punishment, I thought, watching another drop of juice running down her leg. Whoever she was, she clearly loved the rough treatment, which meant it was useless as a punishment and I still wanted to know how she got past the tests at the Ordo Magica without actually knowing the answers.

I pondered the problem for a moment, while I ran a hand along the soft skin of her inner thigh, immediately getting my hand wet from the juices on her skin. Unlike most other Baylon women, her pussy was trimmed, but not shaved, and she moaned longingly, when my fingers brushed against the soft hair between her legs.

The moan turned into a lusty groan as I pushed two fingers into her drenched pussy.

"Finally!" she hissed and tried to move her hips against my fingers. "Shit, it's good!"

I didn't reply. Instead, I slid my thumb over her love-pearl, while pressing my fingertips against the pleasure zone just behind the pubic bone, making her moan and shiver.

"Faster!" She commanded.

Since it sounded like she thought she was regaining the control, I quickly withdrew my fingers from her pussy, maintaining the pressure all the way out.

That alone almost made her come, but I wasn't ready for that yet.

I reached around her hips and ran a hand lightly over her buttocks. They were warm and red from the repeated strikes of the rope. "You've not earned an orgasm yet."

Keeping my hand as flat as possible, I slapped her butt without warning.

"Ow!" She yelped and then moaned when I used the other hand to rub her love-pearl.

I slid my fingers further down, enjoying the feeling of wet pussy lips between my fingers, when I slapped her butt again. This time the moan was louder, more heartfelt and filled with pleasure, like she was on the edge of coming in an orgasm.

Resisting the urge to hear her scream in pleasure, I removed my hands from her and levitated up in front of her again. "Good. Let's continue... You were in the middle of explaining why self-control is important for a mage, so please do continue."

She looked at me with utter disbelief in her eyes as they wandered down my body to my erection, clearly visible even in my clothes.

"Yes, I'm enjoying this. Yes, you're beautiful and the situation turns me on... However, this is more important than getting off, so answer the questions, show some insight and I'll give you what you want."

Motivation is a great factor in learning and as I changed the 'rules' of the game to spanking her when she got an answer right, the mage did her best and it became even better, when I removed her corset, leaving her totally naked. Her breasts were smaller than they had looked in the corset, but they were nicely rounded, and the stiff nipples pointed proudly out and slightly upwards.

She almost came, when she gave a particularly good answer and I closed my fingers on the nipples, pinching them.

It took almost a glass before I was satisfied. By then the mage was constantly on the edge of orgasm and the ground under her was wet from the amount of juices that had dripped down from her. I knew she had deserved an orgasm but mixing pleasure with pain was one of the few areas in sex, where I had little knowledge or practice, leaving me largely guessing on how to progress from here.

However, since the mage was almost certainly a noble and used to be in control as well as being the one to be pleasured, turning the table on her seemed like a good idea.

I started out with a good spanking, working the rope up her backside. She yelped and moaned every time the end of the rope hit her quivering flesh, leaving red marks on her skin. The moans intensified when I started using the rope to hit her front side and she almost came, when the rope hit both her breasts at the same time.

As the rope worked its way down to her thighs, again causing moans from her, I took the time to look at her mind shield. The core was just as solid as before and discovering her identity was impossible.

However, the part that protected other parts of the mind had been weakened a lot by her arousal, especially the parts controlling her body. As the end of the rope hit just above her love-pearl, sending waves of pleasure through her body, I discreetly entered her mind and placed a few temporary conditions on her actions before I withdrew again.

The rope hit her soft inner thighs, making her squirm as she groaned.

"Here's the thing." I said, as the rope hit her again. "You may seem all prim and proper, but I know what lurks underneath that noble exterior." Reaching up, I fondled her breasts and pinched the nipple, again bringing her to the edge of coming. "You're a lazy brat and I will enjoy disciplining you."

As I talked, the rope stopped hitting her and the mental chains loosened their hold on the columns. I placed her on her knees next to the garden sofa I had been sitting on. As soon as she touched the ground, the chains of mental energy wrapped around her arms and legs, binding her arms on her back and locking her legs in the kneeling position.

Then I quickly undressed and sat down on the sofa, leaning back to relax, while my stiff cock pointed at the sky. "Now suck my cock."

She fastened her eyes on me in defiance. "No way. People lick me, I don't lick people. It's ..."

I slapped her, interrupting what she was saying and causing her to look at me in shock. "I said, suck my cock."

This time, she just shook her head, instead of answering, but with her shields in scrambles, I had no trouble feeling the lust emanating from her.

With a sigh, I reached up, took a hold of her hair with one hand, and used the other hand to direct the rope to give her a hard whipping strike on her plumb butt, as I pulled her down towards my stiff cock. "I'll keep doing this until you start."

The whipping strikes were harder than before and by the fifth stroke, she opened her mouth and took my hard cock into her warm mouth. Now connected, I could feel her quivering with lust, as her lips surrounded the head and she started bobbing her head, sliding her wet lips over my dick a few times.

Then she tried to bite down, but that was against one of the conditions I had placed in her mind and try as she might, her teeth didn't even scratch my skin.

"Stupid brat." I growled as I stood up from the sofa, with my cock still buried in her mouth. The sudden move pressed my dick further into her throat, but strangely she didn't seem to mind and actually moaned instead of gagging.

As soon as I was on my feet, I pulled back a little and started to fuck her mouth, while the rope delivered a series of slow strikes on her butt. "Don't you think, I knew you would do that?"

I drove my hard dick into her mouth, fucking it roughly. The sense of lust in her soared, when I shoved my cock down her throat, making her gasp for air when I withdrew it again.

If I had any doubts that she loved the treatment, it was dispelled a moment later, when she started to lick and suck my cock for all she was worth.

Once she got rolling, she was good at it. Her skills were lacking, and she clearly wasn't used to it, but after the initial hesitation, it started to feel like she was really into it and I enjoying every heartbeat of it.

"Better, but still not good enough." I said and interrupted her rhythm by tightening my grip on her hair again, fucking her face roughly.

She groaned in delight as she accepted my cock into her throat, her nose gracing my pubic bone, before I pulled out to a point, where she could use her tongue and lips on the head. Her pace was faster now, and I could feel a tingle starting in my balls.

Not wanting to come just yet, I pulled completely out of her mouth, lifted her with my mind and placed her on her back and arms on the sofa I had occupied before I was disturbed.

A mental command made the mental chains on her legs uncoil just enough to bind them to the legs of the sofa, spreading them in the process.

Kneeling down between them, I roughly shoved two fingers into her wet pussy, causing her to moan and shiver. Then I removed the fingers and waited a few heartbeats, before inserting them again, drawing a circle inside her and then removing them again.

The mage was breathing heavily by now, so I placed a wet finger against her lovely little anus.

"No! Not there."

"Shut up, brat." I growled and pressed a finger up her butt, while two other fingers went into her pussy. Since my whole hand was covered in her slick juices, it wasn't that hard, and she groaned in pleasure at the penetration.

"See, brat? You love it." I growled and bend down to lick the upper part of her pussy, while fucking both her holes with my fingers.

"Oh shit!" she cried as my tongue slid between the spread lips of her pussy to slither over her exposed love-pearl, giving it a few good licks.

Remembering how she reacted earlier, I reached up with my free hand and massaged her soft breasts, before finding her rock-hard nipples and played with them.

Now she was shivering all over and when I looked up, I could see her face was contorted in pleasure. Judging it was time to enhance it, I added another finger in her butt. That caused her to squirm a little, but that stopped when I sucked her love-pearl into my mouth and licked it.

"Uhhhhhhhhh." She breathed.

I could sense the energy in her starting to build. She was going to come soon.

"Time... to... come... brat." I said, licking her love-pearl between every word, before I began to finger her holes hard and fast, while my tongue and lips gave her love-pearl a solid licking.

The mage stopped breathing for a few heartbeats, until I pinched her nipple hard and gave it a tug.

That pushed her over the edge, and she came in a massive orgasm. Her body shuddered so violently that she seemed to be having a seizure, her legs trashing against the ropes and the muscles in both her pussy and butt clenching hard around my fingers. Her scream of release was so high-pitched and loud, that I was glad I had asked Kima to activate the soundproofing, or the staff would have shown up, expecting to see a murder.

While the mage was whimpering and lost in orgasmic bliss, I removed my fingers from her holes and spread her slick juices over my cock. I was as hard as adamant.

Moving a bit closer, I rubbed my cock over her dripping pussy, making it even more slippery and then pressed the head against her butt. A tentative push made it open a little, so I pushed again, harder this time.

The mage whimpered again, this time in a mix of pleasure and pain, as her muscle yielded, and the tip of my dick slid into her butt, stretching it around my invading pole.

Moving slowly back and forth, I kept easing my cock into her tight butt, going deeper and deeper with each stroke and enjoying the incredible pressure of her warm anal channel enveloping me.

The mage was barely breathing, just the smallest of whimpers escaping her parted lips whenever I moved further into her tight butt. I had half my cock embedded into her snug little butthole when I simply couldn't move anymore, she was just too tight.

Her muscles were clamping around my cock and her rectal passage seemed to be cramping, constricting it so hard that it almost hurt.

It had to hurt her as well, but she didn't seem to mind. Quite the opposite.

Reaching down, I began to massage her love-pearl with a thump and after a few moments, her constricting muscles relaxed a little, just enough to continue my journey into her again.

A moan escaped the mage's lips, causing me to begin fucking her butt with short hard thrusts, forcing her butt to accept more of my cock with each firm push until the entire length of my cock was buried in her. Then I started fucking her for real while still massaging her love-pearl. The muscles in her butt began to relax even more and the groans left little doubt that she loved the rough treatment.

Juices tickled from her pussy, running down onto my cock, lubricating it even more as I settled into a nice rhythm, pushing forward until I was balls-deep inside that gripping anal sheath and then sliding out as her muscles massaged my dick all the way.