Sex Wizards - Initiation Ch. 16

When I don my ruby red robes the next day, folks certainly take notice. Eyes follow me through the mess hall and corridors. The catcalls I get are enough to make me feel like I'm going to catch fire, but for the most part, folks keep their distance even though I wish they wouldn't. Some dare an occasional ass grab or stolen kiss that makes my pulse sing, but no one takes it any further than that. Not knowing when or where it's going to happen is enough to drive me mad.

Yet around me, things begin to tilt towards normal. Thaddius and Cancassi are released from the infirmary after a week. I start to see the recovered wizards at meals. After the chaos, the Crux is starting to settle.

Another week passes, and I'm starting to get a little fed up with this whole target punishment. No one has cast with me - by asking or otherwise. Part of me wonders if they're just waiting for me to let my guard down. The other part of me wonders if they're just not interested, which only bums me out more.

I should have been suspicious the second I saw Garrett enter the mess hall for dinner. In the back of my head, I knew he had gone back to his medical clinic in Straetham, but I don't think much of it when he takes a seat just down the bench from Galiva, Olbric and me. Across from me, Cancassi and Ambra are talking excitedly about a new transmutation spell they're wanting to try as Thaddius clears away our plates.

Allisande leans over and whispers something to Margeurite and her eyes lock with mine. Her lips quirk in a grin. Then I register someone big behind me.

I turn a second too late, catching a glimpse of Arlon right before he grabs me. Adrenaline spikes my pulse. Fight or flight kicks in, and since I can't run, I fight. Arlon swears as I thrash, but when Garrett hurries to help, they overpower me easily.

Then my brain catches up with what's happening. I pull my kick right before I connect with the half-orc's testicles as relief and excitement surge through me. Fucking finally. I see Olbric and Galiva's grins and realize they must have been planning this. Yet after making me wait two godsdamned weeks, I decide I'm not about to make this easy for any of them.

I struggle as my robe is pulled off, and I might have broken free if it weren't for Galiva. She sweeps my legs out from under me, and it gives Arlon and Garrett just enough leverage to pin my chest against the table, making the remaining mugs and plates rattle. "Fucking hell he's slippery," Garrett says, and I'm pleased that he sounds a little winded.

I hear the grind of the bench being pulled away from the table, and then someone is pulling my trousers off. "You should see me when I'm trying," I pant and kick out, only to have two more people grab my legs and pull them wide apart. They don't treat my underthings nearly as nice. I yelp as I feel the cold metal of someone's dinner knife against my skin before it saws through the fabric. When they come off, I'm left exposed from the waist down to the whole godsdamned mess hall.

"That's enough of that," Olbric says and leans over to shove my own underwear into my mouth to gag me.

There are cheers from across the room, and I see that those who were finishing up their dinner have stayed to watch the show. I even catch glimpse of the cooks and servants peeking out from the kitchens. There's people and laughter all around me, and I flush all the way to the tips of my ears.

Arlon adjusts his grip on my arms to pin my wrists to the small of my back, but he leaves my hands uncovered, giving me a way to stop. Good thing I don't want to. Mortification at being stripped in front of the entire Crux is quickly eclipsed by arousal as someone grabs my cock.

I blink and suddenly Garrett is in front of me, hand gripping my hair. He releases his cock from the slit in his trousers and yanks the gag out. I barely get a breath in before his cock replaces it, thrusting deep enough into my mouth that I nearly choke. "Suck," he orders, and it doesn't even cross my mind not to obey.

Behind me, someone slicks my hole with lotion even as the hand continues to tug at my cock, so rough it borders on painful. I'm having a hard time keeping track of who all is around me. There are hands everywhere, groping at my ass and thighs, pinching and teasing. Garrett's sizable cock fucking my face isn't helping my concentration either. His girth is makes it so I have to concentrate not to gag.

"You know, someday I'll have to test how much his ass can take," Margeurite says from somewhere behind me.

"Today might be that day," Galiva says. I shudder as a finger presses into me, but the teasing little thrusts aren't enough. After two weeks of being denied, I'm desperate, my nerves already alight with desire. I wiggle my hips even as the hands on my legs pull me open a little further. A stinging slap cracks against my left cheek. "Don't be greedy," Galiva admonishes. "You'll get plenty."

The promise of that makes my cock throb, but whoever was giving it such attention suddenly lets go. My cry of disappointment is muffled by Garrett's cock, but apparently the vibrations do something to him. "Fuck," he gasps, and I feel his sizable girth swell in my mouth. I brace, ready to swallow what he gives me, but he catches me off guard when he pulls out. I gasp as cum hits my face, hot and wet.

A full bodied shudder runs through me as my head swims. It saps the last of my fight away from me, throwing me deep into a headspace. It's humiliating but my cock throbs with need at the degradation. "Gods he's got a talented mouth," Garrett pants as he tucks his cock away again.

"Talented fingers, too," Cancassi says even as their long fingers run through my hair to grip at the roots. They slide their length into my mouth next and though my jaw is already aching after Garrett's girth, I'm not exactly in a position to complain. I give them as good as I gave Garrett and am rewarded with their musical little moan.

Then, someone is pushing into me from behind, stretching me. I recognize Olbric's cock, but I'm only certain it's him when he snaps his length sharply into me. I shout around Cancassi and hear Olbric's moan. I forgot how much I had missed that sound. He sets a fast pace, and I feel the table shudder with every hard thrust. For a tortuous minute, Cancassi and Olbric work in tandem, fucking me from both ends.

Abruptly Cancassi pulls away and gives their cock a few hard strokes to bring them over the edge. This time I'm expecting it, but I still shudder as Cancassi's cum hits my cheek. The gag is shoved back into my mouth to muffle me as Olbric shifts for better leverage, fucking me deeply. His hands grip my hips hard enough to bruise as I feel his cock swell inside of me. He rolls his hips, once, twice, and I moan into the gag as he fills me. He pulls out of me far too quick, leaving me empty and dripping and wanting.

"Flip him over."

I yelp as I'm scooted further onto the table and flipped suddenly onto my back. My shirt is stripped off as they do, leaving me fully exposed to the room. With this many people, they move me like I weigh nothing. Someone grabs my hands and pins them over my head, but I'm so deep in my own submission to what's happening that I've lost any desire to fight it. Someone grabs my legs and yanks my ass just to the edge of the table, and then another cock is sliding into me. At least this time, I can see that it's Thaddius.

Margeurite slides up onto the table beside me and pulls her skirt up. "Let's put that talented mouth to better use," she says and pulls the gag out again. She straddles my head, and I see the folds of her pussy framed by neatly trimmed hair before she sits. I barely get a breath in before her slit is grinding against my face. I know what's expected of me, and I lick and suck her folds like my next breath depends on it.

And it might. I start to feel a little lightheaded before Margeurite lifts herself up. I gasp, drawing in a ragged breath that is forced back out of me when Thaddius shifts my legs and thrusts in at a new angle. But then Margeurite lowers herself back down again. I suck and nip gently, focusing on rolling my tongue around that little button of pleasure at the crux of her legs. It feels like an eternity, but then I feel her thighs tighten around my head, hear her moan rattle out of her. She pulls off of me again, and I gasp like I'm surfacing water.

Thaddius tenses, and I arch as he fills me again. I'm panting hard, but then Galiva and Ambra float into my field of vision. "Are you alright, Dominai?" Galiva asks.

I'm far past the point of being able to form words, so I just nod. I shudder as Galiva finds a dry spot on my cheek and kisses it.

"Of course you are," Olbric says, and I blink, realizing that he's the one holding my wrists pinned. "You're far more durable than that, aren't you?"

I shudder as Thaddius pulls out of me. My cock aches, jutting up hard and untouched. But then Galiva slides five focuses down my length, one at a time. As soon as they touch my skin, they spark and start to charge. I shout in surprise, arching off the table. She scoots them down until they're snug around the base of my cock.

"We got very lucky with him," Arlon says.

"He really is a treasure," Margeurite says from somewhere to my left.

"Gods, look at that face."

"He's deep in it."

"A perfect conduit," Garrett says, and I feel his fingers pick a glob of semen out of my hair. "Yet I can't wait to see him start casting."

I shudder as I feel the tip of Arlon's slicked cock press against my leaking hole. Galiva crawls up onto the table and lifts her own skirts aside even as Ambra does the same over my face. I draw in a breath, but it's immediately robbed as all three of them descend at once. Arlon splits me open even as Galiva envelopes my length. Ambra smothers me, and I will my aching tongue to do its job one more time.

They ride me mercilessly, pushing my endurance past the point I thought I could take. As exhausted as I am, apparently my tongue is still able to do its job, because I bring Ambra to climax first. She cries out and shudders before she pulls away from me. "Gods how I'd like to get you to myself," she purrs into my ear. "The ways I could violate you."

I whimper, not sure how much more violated I could get, even though part of me wants to find out. I look up at Galiva, seeing her haloed by the light behind her. She smiles as she looks down at me, rolling her hips at a slow, leisurely pace. Her hand travels up my neck to cup my cheek even as Arlon starts to speed up.

"Please," I beg, and it's the only word I'm capable of forming. "Please, please."

Galiva stills her hips and looks at Olbric thoughtfully. "What do you think? Should we let him have it?" she asks.

Olbric hums and looks down at me. He's got both of my wrists clamped under one of his hands, but his free thumb strokes a bit of cooling seed from my cheek. "I think he deserves it," he says with a smile.

Arlon groans even as I feel him seat himself deep inside of me as he cums. I can't stop an anguished little cry, my ass aching and sore from all the rough treatment. He pulls out of me, and I feel a trail of semen follow him. Round focuses are slid into me a second later and they don't even need lotion with how wet I already am.

Olbric leans down and catches my lips, plundering my mouth with his kiss as Galiva starts moving again. I lose myself between them, ecstasy racing through my exhausted and used body. I scream when my orgasm comes, my vision going fuzzy. My hands clench under Olbric's grip, entire body tensed as the pleasure overwhelms me. The focuses spark, and I arch as the string of marbles are pulled out of me one by one. My hoarse scream of bliss is echoed by Galiva as she curls against my chest, shuddering with her own orgasm.

My nerves sing as I float just outside of my body, exhausted and satiated. I don't know how long I stay in that comfortable place before I'm vaguely aware of someone scooping me up. Voices surround me, and though I'm too tired to keep my eyes open, I hear the quiet praise that's whispered at me.

"So very willing."

And so full of potential."

"He's going to be an incredible wizard."

The person carrying me chuckles, and I recognize Olbric's voice as he says, "He already is."

I feel the brush of air against my skin, and the voices start to fade away. Soon, steam caresses my skin, and I moan as I'm lowered into hot water. Then someone's arms are around me, holding me secure as someone else starts to bathe me. I feel the gentle brush of a washcloth against my face, cleaning me off. They handle me carefully, as if in apology for all the rough treatment, but it's effective at coaxing me back. I slowly start to sink back into myself, my thoughts returning after they'd been thoroughly fucked out.

My eyes flutter open, and I see Galiva smiling at me. She cups my cheek. "Hey," she says.

I blink and glance back, seeing that I'm reclined against Olbric's chest. Somehow we've made it down to the baths. I can't quite form words yet, but Olbric leans down and kisses the tip of my nose. "You fell into it pretty deep," he says. "Don't worry, you'll come back out."

"You're safe," Galiva says and wipes the washcloth over my forehead.

I close my eyes and sink back against Olbric, just enjoying their gentle attentions. When I open my eyes again, I'm a little confused. "Where is everyone?" I ask, finding my voice at last.

Olbric chuckles. "They didn't want to overwhelm you more than they already had," he says. "They left the aftercare to us."

"Though expect them to check in on you anyway," Galiva says. "Arlon was afraid we'd pushed you too far."

I can't stop a small laugh. "I'm sore in ways I didn't think possible. Does that count?"

Olbric chuckles and nuzzles against my neck even as he tightens his embrace around me. But then it hits me, overwhelming me all at once. Tears prick at the corner of my eyes. Galiva must see the change, because she moves forward to wrap her arms around me as well. I sink into the both of them, feeling like they're the only thing keeping me grounded as tears streak down my face.

"What are you feeling?" Olbric asks gently.

My shoulders shake as I try and sort through it all. "Grateful?" My voice shakes as it comes out. "Guilty."

"Why?" Galiva prompts.

I wipe my eyes with the heels of my hands, but the tears won't stop. "Because I'm a fucking nobody! I-I don't belong here. Who the hell am I? Just some penniless idiot who walked down the damn mountain and got lucky. I'm not worthy of this place! I don't deserve any of your praise, don't deserve any of you," I say, all of the insecurities pouring out. "I keep thinking I'll wake up and someone will get wise to it and kick me out."

Galiva silences me with a kiss that steals my breath away. I shiver when she pulls away, and Olbric tilts my head up so he can kiss me next, his fingers stroking lightly down my neck. "You are worthy, Dominai," Galiva murmurs, her lips brushing my cheek.

Olbric smiles against my lips, his hazel eyes looking straight into me. "One of the most endearing things about you is how humble you are," Olbric says, his thumb brushing my lips. "But with that, I've noticed that you also sell yourself short every opportunity you get." He tightens his embrace and says, "If the past couple of weeks have taught me anything, it's that we can be our own worst enemies. Don't let that idiot part of you convince you that you don't belong here."

"You belong here, Dom," Galiva says with a smile. "You're one of us."

I swallow and a part of me knows how absurd it is. Arlon didn't make me a master of the Crux for no reason. No one is going to kick me out. Maybe all the rest of the things they said about me during casting are true, too.

Galiva strokes my hair away from my face. "I think you've just experienced your first drop," she says gently. "Arlon may have been right. We pushed you a little too far."

I shake my head as I scrub the tears from my face. "No - no," I say. "That was... fuck. I didn't know anyone could make me feel like that. It was... incredible."

"Did you have fun?" Galiva asks.

I give a wet laugh. "Absolutely. It's the type of fun that'll make me sore for a week."

Olbric chuckles. "I'm glad you enjoyed it," he says. "You know, we don't plan an elaborate gang bang for just anyone."

That startles another laugh out of me, but this one doesn't want to stop. I laugh until my sides hurt. Both of them tighten their embrace on me as I bury my face against Olbric's shoulder to try and stifle it. "My God, he's still loopy," Olbric teases.

"We did fuck him to oblivion and back," Galiva says. "Though I am curious to see how strong of an overwhelm spell you created."

"Oh that's what that was? If that's not the most literal spell I've ever conduited for."

The whiplash of emotions slowly start to subside, leaving me exhausted and satisfied once more. I sink against them, feeling safe and secure wrapped in their arms. I close my eyes with a sigh.

"You were amazing," Olbric says.

"You are amazing," Galiva adds.

I smile. Coming from them, I might finally be able to believe it.

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Author's Note: Thank you so much for reading! This is the final chapter for part 1, but part 2, Sex Wizards: Mastery, is well in the works and should be appearing in October or November. Thank you so much for your kind comments, DMs and encouragements throughout this story. I love writing this world, but your interest is what keeps me motivated to continue it (and I still have a LOT of ideas). I'll offer you all the same thing I offered my readers elsewhere. I'd still love to play around in this world while getting Mastery together, but wouldn't mind getting out of Dominai's head for awhile. SO, let's play a game. Leave a comment with two (or more) characters and the school/things you'd like to see. When I can, I'll write them and post them here. Thanks again for your support of this story!