Danica Pt. 02

Danica feigned being indecisive about that, shaking her head in the negative, but in a way that didn't seem too convincing.

"See, I told you," he said, and stroked her faster.

Danica stopped acting not long after. She was too turned on, and his big cock buried inside her felt incredible. She let him know how good it felt with her sounds of pleasure, as he took her harder, and faster.

At last, she exploded in orgasm. As soon as she clenched tight about him, she felt him erupt inside her too. She clenched her legs tight around him and they both rode out their climaxes. After the initial shockwaves passed, they both collapsed onto the bed.

After her orgasm died down, and she had relaxed for a few moments, Danica started to feel uncomfortable. She had been turned on -- certainly -- and the role-play had been fun. Now that the intensity of the moment was over, she wondered if the man would actually do this to a little girl. Danica felt her stomach tighten as she thought of a truly innocent young girl being violated by this man.

It must have showed on her face, because he rolled over and said, "I know what you're thinking. I will break character for a few moments to let you know this, so that you will not be uncomfortable, and will continue to play my game. I would never do this with a real girl. I have had the thoughts, but I have always resisted them. Liaisons like this allow me to control those urges, and not allow them to control me. Before, it has always been with prostitutes, for a few hours at most. It is very pleasing to me to be able to act on my fantasy for a longer time."

He sounded very sincere, and the revelation that he sought out women to fulfill his fantasy seemed to verify it. Danica relaxed, "I will continue to play my part. Thank you for telling me this."

"It is an adult's job to protect the little girls, and give them comfort when they are uncomfortable Danica."

Danica smiled and felt wetness gathering between her legs again, "Thank you for being so good to me."

{*****~~o~~0~~o~~*****}

The play continued much the same for the remainder of the two days. She served like a perfect little girl, and he took advantage of her innocence often. Danica found that she often offered enough resistance to get the belt -- once even enough to get a violent fucking of her mouth, followed by a hard fucking of her tight ass. Danica woke up sopping wet, and went to bed filled with cum.

"It is time for me to go again," he said, as he gathered up his things the second afternoon. "Come give me a kiss goodbye."

Danica walked up, and kissed him, pouting, as if she was sad he was leaving. Indeed, she was in a way, though she felt the need for something different after two days of the little game.

He lost the authoritative Daddy voice when he spoke his last words to her. "You have been a marvel -- the best I have ever been with. You play the game like none other. I only wish I might have the opportunity again," he praised her, and then left.

Danica put away the little girl clothes in the closet, had a bath and a meal, and then went to the library to read for a while.

It was late when she left, and she had wandered to Andrea's room before she even realized what she was doing. She knocked, and Andrea let her inside a moment later. They spoke for a short while, and then their desire overcame them.

Danica told Andrea to go pee, explaining that she was going to try to teach the young woman to experience the squirting orgasm, which so fascinated her when Danica did it. She explained the sensation was much like urination, and that knowing your bladder was empty seemed to help.

Danica wondered what had been awakened in her as she felt her juices begin to flow, listening to the sound of Andrea's golden stream falling in the chamber pot. It only happened every so often, but sometimes this ultimately private act aroused her to great heights. The very thought of her desires would have once repulsed her, but now she accepted them. She tried to shake the thoughts from her head, as Andrea returned, but she was between the young woman's legs, as quickly as possible, to lap up the tangy, bitter remnants of urine on Andrea's nether lips.

Danica explained to Andrea what she would need to do, in order to experience the gushing climax. She instructed her how to contract her muscles to make it possible, in between lapping and teasing the young woman's folds. As she had been the first time, she was fascinated by the taunt resistance and soft stiffness of the young woman's perfect, pink lips.

Danica slowly worked the young woman toward her release, hoping to build pressure that would erupt in a torrent. When she sensed Andrea was getting close to tumbling over the edge, she would pause a little. She never went to the torturous lengths Camilla had with her, but she did try to build up a lot of pressure in Andrea. When Danica decided it was time, she quickly rubbed the blonde's clit, whispering, "Don't forget to push."

When Andrea tumbled over the edge, she managed to leak a little trickle, with just the faintest hint of a squirt. The young woman nearly hyperventilated, from the intensity of the orgasm. Danica had to pull away to let Andrea catch her breath.

Andrea realized then that she was supposed to be on duty soon, and needed to go. Danica had been longing for Andrea's mouth on her, but she understood, and went to her chambers instead. She stopped along the way, and brought an off duty guard with her. He was unimaginative, and came too quickly, but he managed to fulfill Danica enough so that she didn't feel like seeking another.

{*****~~o~~0~~o~~*****}

Danica returned to the library the next day, but was distracted by thoughts of Andrea, and could not concentrate. She went to Andrea's chambers early, and the young blonde managed to squirt twice, while Danica was there. When she came this way, she squirted in streams, much as a man's cock when he ejaculated. Danica found it fascinating, and enticing, realizing it was probably her own large lips, and stronger pressure, which caused her streams to diffuse. If she could concentrate enough to pull her lips apart while coming, she thought she could probably soak the ceiling.

She thought to return to the library when she left, but she was burning with the need to be filled, once again. Finding she was near the chambers of the apprentice who she had come here with that first night, she turned toward his door. When she entered the room, he was instructing a novitiate in the ways of schooling here. The lessons were quickly suspended, because Danica was in no mood to wait.

She didn't even offer a word -- she simply shed her clothing as soon as the door closed. The apprentice knew the joys he was about to experience. The novitiate could certainly guess.

Danica walked over to them both, and pulled at their robes to indicate they should get undressed. They were both nude in moments, looking a little uncomfortable standing next to each other naked, but that feeling was overshadowed by their desire for Danica's nude body.

Danica took the novitiate first, explaining to the other that he had already had a turn, and should be willing to go second. Danica lay down and parted her legs, the novitiate wasting no time getting between them. He fumbled about for a moment or two, until Danica reached down and guided his cock inside her.

He was inexperienced, that was obvious, and just as obviously over stimulated. Danica tried to guide him with her hands and legs. He seemed to be picking up her cues for a few moments, but then youthful anticipation took over.

Danica knew he wasn't going to hold out, and completely released him to his instincts. "Do it. Come inside me," she gasped. After all, she had two cocks here, and between them both, she knew she would come soon enough.

Danica reached over and pulled the apprentice toward her, stroking and sucking his cock while the novitiate alternated between furiously pounding her, and fumbling to get back inside her when his enthusiasm caused him to slip free.

Finally, Danica released the apprentice's cock, with a kiss on the head, and then wrapped her legs around the novitiate taking her, to keep him confined, and inside her. Moments later, she saw his face tighten and felt his cum bursting forth inside her.

It took a minute or two to stop the novitiate from apologizing. Danica told him that he'd do better in a short while when he tried again, now that he had let off some pressure. The young man seemed to be delighted that he was going to have another opportunity. He pulled free from her, and Danica went to the chamber pot, to let the considerable flow of cum inside her drip free. She then returned to the bed, and used the convenient handle of the older apprentice's cock to pull him to the bed.

The apprentice took her from behind, and she was delighted to discover that, in this position, the curve of his cock perfectly rubbed her special spot. Danica came twice, before he exploded inside her.

Once again, she cleaned up, a slight smile crossing her lips when she noted that the novitiate was already hard again, and more than ready. He did give a better accounting of himself this time, making her come just as he reached his own peak.

Once more, she went to the chamber pot, chuckling when she saw the novitiate, sitting in a chair, dozing off -- still stark naked. Danica had the apprentice take her from behind again, explaining how much better it had felt, and how hard he had made her come this way.

She continued to talk to him, in sultry moans and purrs, as he fucked her, and it seemed to drive him over the edge. He pounded her, hard and fast, and Danica had just reached her own orgasm, when he slammed his member home, emptying his seed inside her.

A short while later, she left them both passed out where they had collapsed, and returned to her chambers.

{*****~~o~~0~~o~~*****}

The next day, she was able to concentrate, and spent most of the day in the library, reading and studying. She walked past the guard chambers as she returned to her rooms, and this time she turned inside when she heard the whistles, catcalls, and rude comments.

Danica immediately noticed a guard, whom she had never seen before. "Are you new?" she asked.

"Yeah, but not too new, I've heard some stories," the guard replied.

"Would you care to see if those stories are true?" Danica inquired, with raised eyebrows.

He crossed the room toward her, with a nod, and she led him to her chambers. Danica moaned in approval, when she got him naked. While his cock was not terribly long, it was quite thick. It was nearly as thick as the huge man, who had nearly split her in half, when she had first arrived here.

Danica sat on the edge of the bed and propped some pillows behind her back to help support her. She then guided the guard between her legs, and watched with excited fascination, as his thick cock stretched her lips wide while sliding between them.

Not only did his thick cock fill her well, but he also had remarkable control. He kept up a steady, powerful thrusting motion, for what must have been a full half hour. Danica was yelping through a fifth orgasm, before she realized how long they had been going.

"Do... You... Ever... Come?" she asked, every word proceeded by a sharp gasp for air.

He smiled, showing off his perfect teeth. "I just wanted to give it to you good, before I pulled out. Every time I got close, you would go crazy, and I would have to stop before I got there."

"Pull out? Why would you do that?" Danica hinted, with a satisfied smile, and a shudder.

"Well, I don't want to get one on you," he replied.

Danica shook her head, "That can't happen. I want your cum inside me."

His face lit up, and Danica knew, "You've never come inside a woman have you? Mmm, I'll be your first. Give it to me, now. Hold me down, until you fill me up, if you have to. I want it," she exclaimed.

He pulled the pillows from behind her, and lay her down, with one of them under her ass this time. Danica found that this position hit new, sensitive spots inside her, as he thrust his wide shaft inside her again.

Danica gasped to him to fill her, while he stroked his thick rod inside her. He picked up the pace involuntarily, and Danica could tell from that and the look on his face, that he was close. Danica teetered on the edge, herself. Soon, she felt her body twitching, and then she came. The young guard pressed down on her hips hard, and continued to pound her with steadily increasing speed.

Danica gasped and moaned as he kept her coming. Whenever she could summon up the breath, she begged him to fill her. It worked, because he shortly slammed his cock home and coated her walls with thick cream.

He had to leave soon after, and it was only after he had left that Danica tried to get up. She looked down -- with a yelp of pain -- at her pussy, when she did. His thick cock had split her lips, and the splits were burning like wildfire.

Danica then felt a cold numbness, from the amulet around her neck. Almost instantly, the same cold shot into the spits, and they closed. Danica gasped from the biting cold, and then ran her fingers over the healed spots. Zoraster had apparently told the truth about the amulet. Danica bathed, and then went to bed. She knew Zoraster would return the next day to tell her of her second task.

{*****~~o~~0~~o~~*****}

Zoraster banished the image in his scrying mirror, as Danica walked toward the tub. "Ah yes, my little rose, you acclimate yourself well to your new desires."

The light in the room dimmed, and Zoraster crossed toward the source of the dimming light, a globe of pure crystal, suspended over what appeared to be coffins below. The light of the crystal globe faded completely, returning the room to its normal, dim illumination. Zoraster laughed, and reached out a hand to caress one of the coffins.

"Soon, my pets -- perhaps even this night. Now, we must see if Danica will prove as useful, as she is entertaining. She grows stronger, doesn't she? It seems as if awakening her desires has awakened her mind, as well. Perhaps she will be a more powerful tool than I had originally thought. She shows promise in the art of crafting magical items. Will she show such promise in other studies? What do you think my little one?"

There was the faint sound of rustling within the coffin. Zoraster smiled wide, as he heard the rustling, and then laughed. "Oh, but I know what you think don't I? Exactly what I want you to -- no more, and no less. Yes, yes -- perhaps tonight indeed."

With that, Zoraster swept his robe in a flourish, and raised his hand to his brow, as a gentleman might to a passing lady in the street. With a final laugh, he left the room, and the dim light went dark as the door closed behind him.

Faint rustling continued to echo through the room from the coffins, growing more frequent as the hours passed.

{*****~~o~~0~~o~~*****}

Danica was up, bathed, fed and dressed in her most comfortable robes when Zoraster arrived quite early in the morning.

"You have done well -- so well in fact -- that the young man who was your company for two days went immediately about another task for me, without asking for compensation," Zoraster said, with a laugh that conveyed full well that he thought the man a fool. "Thus, you have earned a freedom. But first, I will reveal to you your second task."

Danica sat on the bed listening, waiting for her instructions, and showing no emotion. Zoraster laughed as he sat down in the chair at the foot of the bed.

"You will be provided with proper attire, as well as the tools of your mission, when you leave in the morning. Now, here is what you shall do. There is a certain woman in the city whose household I wish to keep a close eye on."

He pulled a small globe from a pocket in his robes. "You shall be provided with these -- many of them." He then spoke a word of command, and the globe shrank to half the size of a marble. "You will place these throughout this woman's household by whatever means necessary. I have devised the means to gain you entrance to her home. It is up to you to concoct a means to stay there long enough to complete your task. When your task is completed, you will leave the house, where you will be met by someone who will escort you back here. In exchange, you shall receive the freedom I spoke of before. Is this understood?"

Danica responded, "Yes. I understand."

"Excellent!" he said and laughed. "Now, an escort will be here shortly to take you into town -- to purchase furnishings and whatnot for your chambers here. You will also be shown the household where your task is to be. I suggest you begin to formulate your ideas, once you have seen it. You will be leaving for there quite early in the morning. Good day, little rose," he finished and left.

Celes arrived shortly thereafter, apparently her escort into the city. They did not walk through the complex, but instead teleported directly from Danica's room into a house within the city, which Zoraster apparently owned.

"Come," Celes said, and walked out the door. "There is where ye will be at yer next task for Zoraster," she instructed, while pointing at a large, well-appointed complex of buildings across the street. "Get yerself a good look, then let's be about yer shoppin'. Tell me what ye're lookin' for, an' I'll get ye ta the right shops."

Danica stopped in the street, and Celes had taken several steps before she realized she was walking alone. "What are ye on about?" Celes asked, and beckoned, "C'mon, let's be goin'."

"Why are you acting like this?" Danica demanded. "What have I done to deserve this?"

Celes' brow furrowed and her eyes darkened. She drew in a breath and looked as though she was about to deliver a stinging tongue-lashing to Danica, but then her eyes softened, and her lip quivered. She said, "I'm sorry dearie, ye've done nothing."

"Then WHY!" Danica shouted, walking up to the old woman.

"Zoraster stole my hope that day, when he stole yer believed innocence. Aye, I knew all along there was no spell about ye. I have no hope -- no reason to live fer meself. I'm sorry ta be takin' it out on ye," Celes sighed.

"Never give up hope," Danica said raising Celes' face up so she could look into the old woman's eyes. "I have not given up hope. I will escape Zoraster's clutches one day, and I will make him pay. Whatever he said, there is nothing done with Art, which cannot be undone -- even a wish. The curse cast over you can be ended. If you let your spirit die, he has won."

Danica's words, and her strength, appeared to penetrate the fog of hopelessness in Celes' eyes. The old woman's eyes brightened. "Aye, yer for bein' right dearie. The madman's probably laughin' his fool head off right now, but damn him to the hells, I won't let him win!" she exclaimed, and then hugged Danica.

Danica hugged the old woman back, and felt tears in her eyes. Her words were strong, and full of conviction, but she wasn't sure how strongly she felt them herself.

"Let's be on about our shoppin' dearie. Turn that room inta yer own, an' get ye some clothes ye'll be likin'," Celes declared with a clap.

Danica selected several pieces of small furniture from a pair of craftsman's shops. She instructed the craftsman about some other things she wanted built, as well. The small items were delivered by porters to the house they had teleported to here in the city. The others would be delivered there when completed. Danica was especially pleased to find a well-crafted chamber pot seat, which would allow her to sit comfortably, instead of squatting.

They browsed the shops, carts, and booths for most of the day. Danica selected clothing, jewelry, toiletries, and numerous other items. Each time, Celes' paid on the spot, with a seemingly endless supply of coin.