The Initiate Pt. 01

'Yes, it is as real as the physical.' She said.

'Have you not learned this already? What is born in the Astral Plane soon comes to exist in the physical.'

'Er... No I didn't know?'

'Stop.' She withdrew from his touch and sat up.

'Are you initiated?'

'Kind of. I've read a lot about...'

'Kind of? Oh how interesting...' Her voice was low in her vocal register, letting out a ring similar to a cat's purr.

'You do have a Tilan yes?'

'Tilan?'

'A purpose for this ritual.'

'Yes. I want to...'

'Don't tell me. That is for you to hold on to. Just wait one moment.'

Xig'ra took a breath in closed her astral eyes, then reopened them almost instantly.

'Right, I'm sad to inform you, that you do not have the ability to wield enough Maya for you to succeed in this ritual. However, you are very lucky to have come across someone me today little one. I unlike you, am a creature born in the Astral plane, it is well within my grasp to shape the Maya to your Tilan.'

'Why would you help me so freely?'

'For you are a Duskaxe Orc, and frankly, the idea of initiating a mage hunter in the ways of magick will be both amusing and beneficial. You just have to do precisely as I say.'

Turk felt an air of caution. His gut told him to not trust someone so soon, but all he could focus on was the burning desire between his legs, he had to get satisfaction.

'I'll do it, but promise me you'll help me to make Bor'a's wife and lover invisible to his sight.'

'My pet, if you do precisely as I say, you will be starting down a path that leads to many powers. No one in the realms of the mortal will ever be able to command you again. Imagine true freedom.'

She switched her poser, sitting up to face Turk. She slowly began to open her legs revealing more and more flesh. He traced her legs and caught his first sight of her purple-skinned, bald pussy.

'You like what you see?'

She shook her hips up at him, giving him an even closer look. He wanted to cum there and then, but managed to resist the urge. She giggled demonically.

'First my pet, I want you to cover me in oil. Surround me in its slippery embrace.'

'What oil.' Turk said.

She moved her hands in a ball and created a violet ball of energy. It began to take the shape of a bottle, then became solid matter.

'You have so much to learn little one. Remember, do as I say, and you'll be fine.'

He had feared that the spirits would not be friendly, because of the way he had banished the space, but the more time he was spending with Xig'ra the more it was easing his mind.

'I'll do anything you say, beautiful Xig.'

'Oh good. Now go and anoint your picture of me with the oil. It will allow you to place it onto my skin.'

Turk did as he was commanded. It seemed funny to him, how the promise of liberation required him to do steps as a thrall. He placed a few small droplets on the figure, coating the paper with its glisten. He turned around and saw dotted on Xig, where spots of oil, precisely where he had placed them on the bit of paper.

'Well? Are you going to rub them in?'

She turned onto her front arching her hips up into the air, spreading her cheeks wide, giving Turk a view that made him shudder. Xig smiled at the feeling of his eyes on her holes. She giggled seductively as she began to sway her hips backwards and forwards. Turk's mind couldn't help but picture himself behind her, plunging his cock deep inside of her.

He moved over to her and began to spread the oil that had manifested. Her skin grew shiny which just turned Turk on even more. Her body alone was enough to fill him with aching desire, let alone her oiled naked flesh. He finished rubbing in the last dot on her ass and gestured for her to turn over.

She turned to look at him over her shoulder and slowly turned her body, revealing more and more of the pleasure the front side had to offer. She sat up and faced him again. This time, with a much more inviting look. Turk was dumbstruck.

Xig reached towards his cock. Her touch sent sparks through to his physical bodl. She cradled the tip of his cock with her fingertips and began to move them up and down his head, rotating with each movement. Spirits he wanted to explode.

'If you want to conduct magick little one, you're going to need to learn to control that.'

She squeezed the base of his shaft and stopped stimulating. The urge subsided, but before he could fully get rid of the feeling, she started to pleasure him again, enhancing the feeling tenfold.

'Little one, I need you to do something for me after I give myself to you. It is very important you do this, else this ritual will fail for you.'

Turk's gut twisted even more inside. This was powerful magick. If he fraxed up here he had no idea the repercussions that would occur back on Sopora, but he knew they would be bad. Yet pleasure still continued, and the more she thrust, the more it clouded his clarity. She moved stopped using her hands, then moved her hips over his cock, putting her pussy so close to his tip, he could feel her wetness.

'You want this so badly, I can feel it throbbing.'

'Spirit's yes.'

'Then all you have to do is dip that picture in the salt water, then burn it. Do this for me and I will see your amulets power fully realised. Bor'a will be oblivious to the secret love affair and you will have your ten trophies. That I promise you, Just do as I say.'

How did she know all of this? Turk thought.

'In the Astral plane, all beings are one. A lesson that you should seldom forget little one. Do you promise me Turk'an Duskaxe.'

A vow and now a promise. Turk was walking so far against the grain it was starting to scare him. The longer he waited, the more she would tease him. She thrust her hips up and down, moving his cock to her clit and then down to her hole, but never penetrating it into her cavern of lust. Turk was overwhelmed with pleasure. He had to have her.

'I'll do it. I will burn your picture.'

'I was hoping you'd say that. I've wanted this cock the moment I saw it.'

She rolled onto her back and spread her legs wide in front of him.

'I bet your little virgin mind has long wondered what a woman feels like, well it will have to wait a little while longer. I want your fingers first.'

His cock grew even harder at the thought it almost made him cum again, but this time he grabbed the shaft himself and calmed the sensation down. He put his hands on her stomach and moved them straight down tot he flower between her legs. Spirits she was so warm and wet. Her lips felt like the softest elven silks. He didn't know what to do, so he explored every inch of her pussy. He reached her clit which sent Xig into a roared moan. He stroked it again as she began to rock her hips with delight.

Turk shifted his finger from left to right but was interrupted by Xig grabbing his hand. She put his fingers in her mouth and sucked them as if it were Turk's cock.

'Mmm... I love the taste of me. Try it little one.'

She inserted her fingers into her pussy pulling them out slowly. They glistened with her juices.

'Taste me' she said as she put out her fingers towards his mouth. Turk obliged and enngulfed them into his mouth.

It was like a tang mixed with the sweetness of the local berries. He'd never tasted anything like it before. He had to have more. He moved his head down towards her nectar but was stopped.

'That is a lesson for another time. Tonight you are going to frax me. Come here sweet Turk'an of the Duskaxe tribe. Let you walk amongst the men from now on, knowing your cock has been dipped into the pools of ecstasy.'

Xig grabbed his cock and placed it at the opening between her legs. He could feel the warmth yet again. He wanted to be inside of her so badly. She moved her hands to his back whilst she wrapped her legs around him. With one united movement, his cock plunged deep into her ocean. It sent a huge wave of energy through the entirety of his mind, body and soul. He let out a moan as he allowed his body to be guided by her experienced movements.

'You cannot cum until I say. It's very important. Is that understood?'

Turk nodded, for his words could only form breaths of pleasure. Her pace was slow, each inch of his cock sliding against every inch of her cavern. From tip to shaft. A sphere of violet light began to surround them. So this is what Maya is?

Her face was that of pure concentration as she began to take pieces of the energy and distribute at her will. He did not know what she was doing, but he could feel the flow of it all.

'Ok Turk. Frax me hard. Do not stop until you cum inside of me.'

'But don't you need to cum too?'

'Not with your stamina as it stands. Stop talking and frax me. Hard!'

He did as commanded grabbing her hips as he took control of the thrusts.

'Let it go.' she said. ' Give me you're all. You cannot hurt me.'

He thrust harder. The collision of his stomach against her clit began to send her into her own spiral of pleasure, which only led to more excitement for Turk. At this pace, he felt the urge to cum build at an unwelcomed speed.

'Oh Spirits, I can't hold it.' As much as he wanted to make her cum so badly, but he couldn't hold it.

'Fill me little one. Burst your intention deep within my belly so I may birth it into the planes of existence.'

Turk only just managed to picture Bor'a being blind. He shuddered three times as he felt the pulse of his cum squeeze into the cradle of Xig. There was a moment of euphoria as the hormones of bliss cycled his body, then the purple light faded around him.. Turk took a breath in and opened his eyes. He had cum in his pants without anything even touching him. The picture he had drawn was now a perfect representation of Xig and on the floor lay the bottle of oil he had used.

'Holy' Spirit's, this is strong.' Turk whispered.

Turk grabbed the amulet and dipped it into his fluids as it said in the book. A deep hum boomed out, but it was more of a feeling than an audible sound. Who the hell was Xig'ra? A question he would have to answer later. He had a promise he had to keep.

Turk grabbed the image on the table and his cock twitched at the sight of her again. If he could do it again he would. He dipped his hand into the water then flicked it 5 times onto the paper.

'Hmm. I wonder?'

Turk scooped some of his fluids and dotted a bit to the four corners of the page, then tossed it under the flames. The room burst into a purple light as the paper began to crumple in a ball. Then just as quickly as it lit up, it returned to normal. Turk was happy how it went, but equally as exhausted.

He turned to his bed and got turned on again remembering the pleasure he had just felt. He curled himself under the covers, knowing the amulet would work tomorrow. He would have his ten trophies and he would taste the sweet nectar of Neh'dia like Xig had shown him.

***

A breeze blew the page over where it read:

'More important than the initial cleanse is the final banishment. For many beings, both lesser and greater are attracted to all works of Magick. I repeat, banishment is the cornerstone for all magickal practices, failure to do so, is at the Shaman's great risk.'

As Turk lay oblivious in his bed asleep, the fire in the hearth turned to a midnight black with a galaxy of stars within it. Three figures rose from the flames, two of them walked out of Turk's hut and into the moonlight, the third walked over to Turk and pushed his hair from off his eyes.

'Thank you little one.' She said as she then followed her two brothers.

***

Fifthsday, Turk had was at the meeting point he had agreed with Bor'a yet he was nowhere to be seen. He looked down at the Amulet, and then back up into the distance. Where was he? It was nearly time for Midfeast, and he had been there nearly all of the morning. A crowd began to form around the feasting market stand and over the hustle and bustle, Turk couldn't help but hear one conversation.

'... Did you hear about that Hightooth?'

'The one that was cursed this morning?'

'Yeh, went completely blind, just like that.'

'I heard he has the demon eyes himself, that they glow a deep red, like the volcano of Viran'

'The chieftain's not happy about this, he reckons there is a mageblood hiding in Youg'Zard. What other reason could there be?' The man spat at the ground.

'Bah, fraxer deserved it if you ask me. Fraxing Hightoothed...'

Turk took a step back. Shit. What had he done? He wanted the ritual to affect the lovers, not Bor'a. Though part of him couldn't help but agree with the Lowtooth, he did deserve it, but how was he going to get his trophies now?

There was a rattle to the left of him, then a puff of purple mist. When it cleared there lay a tether full of ten trophies.

'Xig'ra.' he muttered.

Turk looked up to the skies and smiled.