Mystic Ink - Ch. 55 Desire

--I have never written a chapter like this before, and am unsure how it turned out.  When I started this story, I clearly did not think about what it meant to have a female lead and the fact that scenes like this would be neccesary.  I hope it is a decent chapter--

Haj’s weather was much nicer than Beergmutar’s, but it was still horrible.  The roads were such that it was impassable by carriage- however, without the slopes that would have to be dealt with in the mountains, the flat land allowed other options to be taken.  Although it was expensive, Cass was able to hire locals from a village not far from the tunnel exit to take them by sleigh to Tyine.

After so long away, to be back so suddenly was stunning to say the least.  However it was quite welcome.  The only issue Cass had was how to contact her Master…  It was not something she had ever had to think about before, and frankly for a person of her stats- even discounting the fact she was a slave, asking to see a lord, and a mage on top of that, was ridiculous and impossible.

Which was why Cass was a little taken aback when her request had not even been questioned.  They had presented themselves at one of the castle gates, met quickly with the officer on duty, and had been ushered into a sparingly, but comfortably, furnished side room to wait for a reply.

The surprise must have showed on her face because Rowig started laughing and explained to her, “You don’t look like a slave, you know.”

“No guard would expect an unimportant person to be accompanied by two soldiers, while dressed in fine clothes and jewelry.”  Odal confirmed, “of course they would not stop you.”

Odal and Rowig were very relaxed, in contrast to Cass and Natalie who were both on the edge of their seats- though Natalie was comforted to know that Odal would look after her if Hall was uninterested in them.  Cass didn’t think that was likely at all, and was anxious for her own reasons.

The day before she had been kidnapped…  Cass had not thought of that for a while- what if her Master did not want her after that display?  Or was furious with her for being captured, or for bringing the other three back?  She was terrified, to the point where when the door finally opened she just about jumped out of her skin.

The soldier entered, and Cass willed herself to be calm and listen to the reply that had been sent- except another person entered behind the soldier, who Cass instantly forgot as Hall entered the room.

“Master!”  Cass did not quite jump out of her skin, but only just restrained herself from throwing herself at Hall.  It was a sort of awkward motion that Cass turned into kneeling before him, all the grace and power afforded to her from her glyphs absent from her display.

“Cass,” Hall’s reply was cool and collected, which worried Cass even more- though she was glad for his calm in some ways.  “I am so glad to see you again, and you even brought friends with you.”

“Yes Master, these are-” Cass began to explain, but was interrupted by Hall.

“Introductions can wait for now,” Hall said smoothly.  “I am sure you are all weary after your travels, and I have much to discuss with Cass before anything else.  I have already found you all temporary quarters, once you have rested a bit we can have introductions over dinner.”

This worried Cass even more, it seemed somewhat unlike her Master and unlike normal courtesy.  Still, Odal, Rowig, and Natalie acceded to Hall’s wishes and departed with the soldier, leaving Cass alone with her Master.

For a few minutes, there was nothing to break the silence but Cass’s own fearful heartbeats and her worried thoughts, before Hall told her to look up.  Cass obeyed, meeting the deep blue of his eyes- caught by the intensity of them.

“Why were you afraid to look at me Cass?”  His voice was quiet, and hearing his voice again sent shivers through Cass.  She was not compelled to tell the truth without a collar, but she decided to do so anyway.

“I am scared, and ashamed…”  Cass mumbled, though she would speak honestly, it was difficult for her to make the words come out.

“Why even come back?”  Hall reached down and brushed her hair aside, touching her neck where the collar would have been.  “You were free, and it seems you were able to do quite well.”

“I missed you…  And I needed you,” Cass looked away again, unable to meet his eyes as she said this.  “The things I did without the collar scare me.  I am too…  Wild, without you to hold my leash, and I truly enjoyed having you hold it.”

“Wild?  What have you been up to while I wasn’t looking?”  Cass could almost hear her Master’s smirk in his voice, and she gasped slightly as pain filled her.  It was only a small taste of what her Master could do, and even after the decisions she had made regarding herself and her freedom, she still worried at how happy she was to feel it again.  “A lot, I would guess based on those three you brought back- but we can talk about that later.  At the moment, I have…  Other... Concerns, and a few regrets that I need to address.”

“How may I serve, Mast- ah!”  Cass flinched as the level of pain in her jumped- and pleasure began to fill her body as well.  It was like…  That time in the carriage…  And just as then, it was hard for Cass to control her thoughts and her body.

“Ma- Master!”  Cass stuttered, “I- I can’t con- control myself like this!”

She barely managed to gasp that out as Hall grasped her by the chin, turning her to face him and pulling her up to her feet.  The look on his face could only be described as feral and domineering, perhaps even savage.

His smirk turned into a full smile as he said to her, “Don’t worry, I can control you.”  Then, to Cass’s shock, he kissed her.

Cass’s mind, which she had been struggling to keep as the waves of pleasure and pain went through her body, went blank.   The only reason she knew she was not dreaming was from the pain that barely kept her anchored to reality.  When she was finally released from the embrace, she was barely coherent.

“Ma- Master, you said…”  She nearly stumbled back, not from distaste but because Cass did not have the wherewithal to keep her balance at this point, but was caught by Hall’s arm around her back and drawn close- no, crushed against him.

“I know what I said,” His voice was husky with anger, and unless Cass was hallucinating all of this, desire.  “And it was correct- but that did not change how I felt when you went missing.  The regret and anger and sorrow that hit me when we could not find you the next day.”

Cass found herself unable to look away from her Master’s eyes, and the dangerous glint in them.

“I will not make that mistake again,” Hall growled.  “Nor will I wait!”

Cass’s dress was of Beergmutar design- sturdy, and made for travel in the mountains during that country’s dangerous winters.  Had any normal man tried, even someone as heavily muscled as Rowig or Odal, they would have failed to rip it off someone.  In fact, they likely would have hurt the person in the process.

Hall, on the other hand, improvised a system that weakened the dress.  Even through the haze on her mind, Cass found it strangely entrancing- a demonstration of magical power by accurately weakening, but not destroying a target.  And a show of pure physical strength by leaving just enough resistance to allow her to feel it as he tore it off, and to even have the clarity to be able to think to do that in this situation!

That was the last semi-coherent thought Cass had, Hall’s control over his magic had grown in their absence- his ability to manipulate what and how Cass felt left no room for analysis in her head.

Hall’s expression as he looked down at Cass was triumphant- and hungry.  But as Cass tried to move towards him, he stopped her.

“Now, now Cass.”  Hall murmured as he moved his hand to her waist, “no need to rush…”

Cass’s response was caught somewhere between a whimper and a moan as that hand on her side was slowly drawn up along her skin.  Hall used his magic exquisitely.  As his hand meandered up her body, just before it the pain would increase, but as his fingers touched an area the pain would fade to pleasure that lingered after his hand passed on.

Again, Cass reached for him, only to be stopped again.  

“You wouldn’t disobey your master, would you Cass?”  Hall teased, “You wouldn’t deny him the chance to play with his toy, would you?”

“N- no Master,” Cass moaned.  “I- I just…”

“After all,” Hall continued, his fingers brushing against Cass’s breast, disrupting her already scattered thoughts.  “You do need a punishment for your failure and capture, and you would not try to avoid that either would you?”

Cass’s reply was unintelligible, just a collection of whimpers and moans as she begged her Master with her eyes.  He was right, those words from Hall were more effective than shackles on her.  She could do nothing at this point but endure, knowing that driving her wild while denying her any outlet was both her Master’s joy and her punishment.

But that was sorely tested when his hand finally drifted a little further up, and he cupped one of her breasts.

“You know,” Hall murmured as he explored her breast with his hands, playing with her nipple idly with his thumb.  “This magic was meant to control people- and it certainly does that- but with you I start to wonder about more…  Recreational purposes…  For example, I wonder if..?”

Cass moaned and trembled as the feelings from her breast intensified, and gasped as she seemed to feel light carreses, and even bites, from where her Master’s hand lay.  It was almost too much for Cass to process.

“Hmmm,” Hall on the other hand, seemed disappointed.  “Your reaction is lovely, but I think I would probably enjoy it more if I did it myself.”

The waiting room had a couch, and Cass was not entire sure how she had ended up on it.  Hall had been playing with the different sensations he was causing Cass, sending waves of pleasure, pain, or both through her at random- she was unable to tell what to expect, and unable to brace for it, and occasionally simply lost herself to it.

However, she was on the couch now, the shredded remains of her dress open and leaving her completely exposed.  Hall was above her, one hand pinning her arms above her head and the other exploring her trailing pleasure and pain wherever it went.  He was lowering his head to her chest- to her breast…

He bit her nipple, far more gently than Cass had expected- more gently than she wanted- but before she could think to complain the bite became brutal for a moment before going back to a light nibble.

Her cry of pain turned into a moan of pleasure, quieted when he moved his lips back to hers and his free hand glided down her stomach, exploring lower.  The amused look of superiority Hall had on his face as Cass shifted to make it easier for him was captivating- how could he keep such control while methodically driving her wild?

“You know Cass,” Her Master spoke casually as his hand played with Cass, causing her to write under him as much as she could considering how he had pinned her down.  “I have experimented with most of the human body, but there were some parts I ignored for a variety of reasons.”

Cass wished he would stop talking and just take her, but she knew it was part of the fun for her Master to make her wait- and to be under that control thrilled her too.  Still, she was not really able to comprehend his words as he spoke, she was to focused on what his fingers were doing between her thighs.

“Counterintuitively,” Hall continued, as he took a long look at the girl panting with desire under him.  “Sensitive areas are not very useful for this magic.  The point of this system is to control, and too much pain or too much pleasure incapacitates.  For that matter, it is a mix of both that leads to control- and there is no balance that works well in those places.  But today is an experiment in recreation, and I would imagine the proper proportions would be about this.”

He lightly touched Cass’s clitoris and she suddenly exploded with sensation, her back arching as much as it could under him.  Unlike her upper body, where his touches had caused sharp pain and lingering pleasure in addition to the low level of both that he had flooded her with- this was constant.  There wasn’t much pain, but it was there- just barely enough to keep Cass conscious at the incredible feelings she was having.  She arched and twisted as tension built up in her body, and released like lightning flowing through her.

She collapsed back on the cushions, trying to pant but unable to stop herself from moaning as the sensations continued- Hall had set the system up to continue even without his attention!  Cass could feel the tension building again, and barely noticed Hall shifting over her, and as that tension reached its peak she felt almost a pinch, followed by a feeling of warmth and ‘fullness’ that made the release of tension more pleasurable than before.  Almost too much for Cass to handle, an extra sting as her Master bit her neck was all that kept Cass from passing out from sheer pleasure.

She wrapped her arms around him, only now noticing that they were free, trying to pull him even closer.  Hall’s own hands continued to explore even now, and every time he discovered a sensitive spot he left another system there- Cass was completely unaware of this awesome display of magic, used for no better reason than to drive her wild.

The first words she managed to gasp out between her moans and cries, words she was only semi-conscious of, were “too…  much…”  As another build of tension released and she shook from the sheer pleasure of it.

Hall just laughed, “consider it part of your punishment.  Rather than torture you with pain, today I am doing it with pleasure.”

It really was too much for her, pain and pleasure wracked her body in waves, her Master was inside her and his hands and mouth all over her- Cass had lost track of time, and even her own identity.  She had never realized pleasure could be so overwhelming- more than pain even, because it seemed impossible to resist.

Hall eventually went quiet, and sped up holding her tighter and closer.  She felt another system on her, one preventing her building tension from releasing, which was the worst torture her Master had ever devised.  It just built and built and she did not even have the ability to beg for release!

Finally, Hall grunted and pushed into her, releasing the systems that held Cass as she felt warmth fill her as Cass herself felt like storms ran through her body and she collapsed and blacked out.