An Assassin in the Tower of Khradex - Chapter 4

Chapter 4

Seyira screamed and writhed in her bonds, half in resistance, half in pleasure as the rubbery phallus she was seated over drove in and out of her tight asshole. The infernal device she was strapped into was a framework of wrought iron, leather padding and straps, clacking levers, and whirling gears that drove the machine to fuck the former rogue's ass vigorously as she struggled, several straps bound tight around her arms, legs, and torso. A small tuft of soft feather was attached to another arm of the machine, flicking back and forth over Seyira's clit as the machine fucked her ass.

Thrug chuckled, standing nearby and spinning the crank wheel that powered the device. Roldo supervised today, the rounded man lounging back in a soft armchair that he had commanded the orcish servants to bring down to the slave training room for him to sit in while he watched. A slave whip was coiled in Thrug's hand, though it was not put to use while the machine chugged on under the half-orc's command.

Seyira's mind was blurred with the sensations. It had been several days since the collar had been put on her, though she wasn't entirely sure how many. Sometimes the wizards drugged her or put her under the effects of spells, and day after day they'd had her brought down to the slave training rooms for Thrug to torment and toy with, coaxing out unwilling orgasms from the slender blonde with his expert stimulation.

The new slave still clung to her resistance, though, trying to hold the reason she'd first come to this place clearly in her mind above the things that were being done to her. She'd pretend to go along, and then when Khradex was lulled into a false sense of security and came to use her, she'd find some way to terminate him and make off with the evidence. At least, that was what she told herself when she rationalized her plight. In truth, the training was beginning to wear at her. Day in and day out, she was given just enough time to eat and drink after being awakened, then she was bathed just enough to make her clean before they sent her down to Thrug for another hard session.

It was tiring, being flogged, poked, tickled, slapped and constantly fucked with a variety of devilish toys. Sometimes the wizards supervising would have Thrug put the ring gag on her so that they could safely rape her mouth for their amusement and her training.

Thrug took a step back, crossing his arms as he watched Seyira buck and wriggle as much as the machine she was strapped to would allow. Then he took a firmer grip on the crank and began to churn the device faster, the phallus in Seyira's ass thrusting into her more eagerly as it matched pace with the wheel. The tight little ring of her anus was tugged back and forth slightly by the friction of the greasily lubed phallus, every ridge and knob on its surface easily felt by her.

The machine continued to rattle and grind, faster now as the rubbery phallus pumped up and down within her. Clamping her eyes shut tight, she shook her head from side to side and gasped for air. Thrug sped his turning of the wheel and the machinery spun faster and faster, making the former rogue arch her back as much as the bonds allowed, wailing out as she tried to keep herself from giving into her sensations, the little tuft that tickled her clit making her shudder and moan as the machine ground on.

Seyira's will, worn down as it was, could only hold out for so long, and with a wail of pleasure and a strong shudder of her body she finally gave in to orgasm from the tickling tease at her clit, even with the thick phallic device stuffing her tight ass. Small teardrops glistened at the corners of her eyes, but they did not fall, even as she panted hotly for breath, the sound of that and her pounding heart overlaying Thrug's chuckle.

The half-orc turned the mechanical crank a few more times, prolonging the former rogue's unwilling climax, then he let the machine come to a halt. "Now show your good behavior, slave." Thrug rumbled, lifting Seyira off of the machine and giving her a shove in Roldo's direction.

"How may this slave serve you, Sir?" Seyira said softly, keeping the venom out of her voice as she slowly and precisely knelt before the fat wizard. Khradex might hold a special place of hatred to her, but Roldo's body disgusted her more than those of the others of the Five. The others were each attractive in their way, she supposed, but Roldo simply reminded her of the worst sort of fat and lazy merchant who grew rich on his shady business dealings. The sort of petty target the rogue had preyed upon, in her former life.

This man was a dangerous wizard like the rest of the Five, though, and that coupled with the threat of Thrug looming behind her reminded her not to make any reckless moves. The half-orc's punishment tortures were almost as bad as the wizards' torment spell, brutal corporeal torments that left her bruised and bleeding in the tower's infirmary to be treated by cruel mage-doctors, her body pushed far beyond where the masochistic streak that her training was awakening in her could go.

She was jarred out of those thoughts as Roldo chuckled, a deep sound that shook his belly and jowls as he leered down at her, his little pig-eyes glittering. Tossing his robe open, he rumbled to her in his hungry voice, "Suck it, little slave, and show Papa Roldo how much you love him."

Seyira did her best to mask a grimace. The wizard's habit of calling himself "Papa Roldo" when he dealt with the tower's pleasure slaves was just another aspect of the man that disgusted her. Sucking the wizards who supervised Thrug's progress with her was a part of her training, though, and Thrug watched closely to correct any sign of disrespect that would be unbecoming of a slave. Moving slowly, but not so slowly as to seem hesitant, she gently placed her hands on the wizard's fancifully tattooed belly and lifted it a bit, her lips moving to capture the tip of his thick stub of cock. Despite the lack of a gag in her mouth today, the thought of biting was quickly dismissed from the former rogue's mind - it would be far too dangerous, she knew.

Closing her eyes and imagining herself somewhere else, anywhere else, the slave trainee slowly began to suckle the head of the fat wizard's cock, her blonde hair shimmering in the eerie light of the dungeon. Her teasing tongue, already absorbing some of the training despite her mind's resistance, began to harden him, drawing an approving rumble from the corpulent man.

Aiming to make the ordeal go as quickly as possible, Seyira sucked fervently, her dexterous hands caressing Roldo's thighs and sac as the fat man leaned back in his seat, his glittering eyes lidded as he grinned down at her, a wicked curve of toothy mouth between his two massive jowls. His thick-fingered hand clapped down on the blonde's silky-haired head roughly, pushing her to take him into her throat as she suckled, forcing her to do her best not to gag on the invading cock lest she anger the wizard by doing so.

Her face was pressed roughly into the wizard's thickly padded paunch when she was forced to take him this deeply, the scent of his body filling her nostrils as she was nearly smothered against him, her breath prevented further by the bulbous cock-head in her throat. She gasped for breath, saliva pouring unchecked down her chin, when she was finally allowed to pull back, her slender body shuddering slightly before beginning to lick the wizard's cock once more, stroking his balls with both hands as she did so.

Leaning close, Seyira quickly gulped Roldo's cock deep into her mouth once again lest the wizard grow rough with impatience. Still, his fat fingers tangled in her hair, pulling at it to draw her back, then pushing on her head to guide her forward, setting the pace of the blowjob for himself as Seyira complied with his rough treatment, mindful of the whip-bearing half-orc behind her.

With relief, she finally saw that Roldo was about to cum, and let his cock fall from her mouth, stroking it with her hand despite her loathing. The fat wizard cried out with pleasure, heavy panting heaving his corpulent body as his throbbing cock spewed hot, thick cum all over Seyira's face. She couldn't hold back a grimace as the thick goo, rapidly cooling and filling her senses with its distinctive scent, covered her face, but Roldo only chuckled.

"That's a good little girl." he rumbled after catching his breath, "Papa Roldo will look forward to playing with you again... maybe next time you'll be able to show him what your little asshole can do."

Seyira shuddered; despite the continued training with toys and machines, the anticipation of pleasing men's cocks with her asshole still disgusted her. With what little free time she had to think, however, she had no opportunity to hatch any plan to avoid the coming ordeal. Remembering her training, she did her best to keep her voice respectful as she replied to the fat wizard, "This slave is glad that she has pleased you, Sir."

Roldo clapped his hands softly, grinning from jowl to fattened jowl, and Thrug came forward, taking the new slave by her silky blonde locks and pulling her back as he growled, "Mealtime. But don't despair, little cunt, there'll be plenty more playtime for you soon."

The wicked chuckles of both the wizard and the half-orc filled Seyira's ears as she was led away, her cheeks flushed with humiliation as Roldo's seed slowly crusted on them.

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The next day, Thrug was absent from the torture chamber when Seyira was brought into it, but in his place stood the man the former rogue least wanted to see - Khradex himself. The pair of guard-orcs who had brought her thrust her towards the archwizard before each dropping to one knee, bowing to their Master.

Seyira kept her eyes downcast as she knelt on both knees, though inwardly she seethed. The wizard stood above her, his pale, crimson and ebon tattooed body bared and flexing subtly with his breaths as his cock grew erect. She'd been meticulously bathed and groomed by a couple of other slaves under Se'tarsis' supervision, her pale hair shining, her lips glossed. The sweet, subtle scent of perfume clung to her silken skin as she lay adorned in white lace sleeves and stockings.

"You are ready now, slave." Khradex rasped, a wicked grin showing his pointed teeth as he reached down to run his fingers over her forehead.

Seyira knew better than to retort or retaliate now. Though she inwardly struggled against the training she'd been being inundated with, she made every outward show of being an obedient pet. If only she had access to some weapon... but no such luck.

With a gesture from Khradex, an orc lifted Seyira from her knees and tossed her across the round, cushioned table at the center of the room. It was somewhat like a bed beneath her, though restraining cuffs poked out of the softer material that covered the frame of this custom-made piece of furniture, and the former rogue soon found herself bound down in the now-familiar rump-raised position. Her cheek rested against a slightly padded spot, head turned to one side where the front of her body was lowered at an acute angle. The orc's rough hands forced her limbs into the restraints as Khradex watched, smiling, and then he withdrew as the archwizard approached, slowly and deliberately caressing gleaming lubricant onto his steely shaft, making sure that the former rogue could see.

"Yesss... this shall be most enjoyable..." Khradex rasped to the bound girl, stepping up behind her, his virile loins looming over the pleasing curve of her rump as he caressed the slave tattoos that so humiliated her. Slowly, he guided his greased cock between her buttocks, finding the pink, puckered anus that Thrug had trained daily for this moment.

Seyira let out a soft whimper, but relaxed herself as she had learned through hard training, allowing the archwizard's cock to slip easily into her asshole to fill her rectum with its veiny, throbbing length. She could feel him so acutely inside her as he savored the feeling of her soft rear sheath enveloping him, his cock pulsing hotly with anticipation.

She would not cum, Seyira promised herself. She would not cum. No drugs had been applied to her for two days now - if she came she could not blame it on intoxication by the aphrodisiac brews. Blushing and gritting her teeth, the former rogue lowered her head, closing her eyes and doing her best to ignore the sensation of a hot, living cock in her ass after all the toys that had prepared the way.

The old wizard pounded eagerly into the little blonde's bowels, his seed-heavy sac swaying with his movements above her as he plowed her most intimate hole, and Seyira shuddered, biting her lower lip as she resisted the temptation to give in as best as she could. Thrug's training coursed through her mind with every thrust of Khradex' shaft into her asshole, the tight muscles twitching and massaging, pleasuring the wizard's cock just as she had been trained.

Khradex' shaft plunged into Seyira's rectum to the balls, exploring the vulnerable, silken passage that had been trained for his cock as he moaned his pleasure. He grabbed the new slave's shoulders roughly, gripping them tightly as he reamed the slender girl's asshole vigorously, savoring the delightful feel of her backdoor sheath tight around him. Imbued with the power of magic brews, he fucked his slave with the vigor of a young warrior, his wiry, tattooed body flexing in the throes of dark passion.

Seyira gasped as she felt the wizard's pointed teeth nip at the side of her throat, lightly teasing the skin as he bit at her, leaving temporary indentations but not wounds.

"You are my property, slave. Your only purpose is to please me and any other whom I desire you to please." growled Khradex in the former rogue's ear, his rasping voice low with sensual enjoyment as his hand moved to stroke her tattooed navel.

"I am yours, Master." responded Seyira, knowing the sort of response that was expected from her even as she tried to rebel against it inwardly - but the feeling of that veiny cock stroking in and out within the forbidden intimacy of her rectum could not be ignored. She felt so vulnerable with the wizard's shaft invading her bowels - perhaps, even, like she really had been claimed by him in some way. Struggling with those thoughts, she closed her eyes tightly, her sweet lips curled into a slight grimace as the archwizard had his way with her.

Khradex grinned down on her, holding tight to her shoulders as he thrust eagerly, feeling his pleasure growing as he reamed his new slave's ass until he could hold it in no more. Seyira blushed hotly as she felt thick, hot gushes of cum explode into the nether reaches of her intestine from the archwizard's pleasured cock, the shaft pulsing mightily as Khradex' roar of pleasure echoed in the little blonde's ears. As his seed spewed into her, Khradex' gnarled finger found its way under her and pressed on her clit, teasing and toying with it mercilessly.

Caught unawares, the former rogue climaxed, a whimper rising in her throat as her whole body shuddered, betraying all the resolve she had tried to build up. Tears spilled from the corners of her cold blue eyes, her head held low in an attempt to conceal the emotion as pleasure and shame mingled in her consciousness.

Slipping from her, Khradex' strong hands gripped Seyira's hair, and the wizard's thick cock, fresh from her ass, was pressed firmly against her unwilling lips. The slave trainee shuddered, a wordless moan of protest in her throat. The idea of bringing a man's penis to ecstasy in the grip of her anus had been vile enough to her, but the thought of being expected to suck it afterward hadn't even crossed her mind. Humiliation and disgust flared in a hot blush across the lithe blonde's face as the wizard's cock pushed into her throat, her eyes clenched tightly shut through the ordeal.

Khradex chuckled wickedly as he forced his shaft into the little blonde's grimacing mouth, his fingers grabbing her neck warningly lest she think to bite. Seyira choked back a gag, doing her best not to anger the archwizard as he thrust into her throat. Her tongue rolled unbidden over his veiny length, her eyes tightly shut as he fucked her mouth while she did her best not to think about what was happening. His shaft stroked over her unwilling tongue with every thrust, making her blush deepen as her body shuddered, waiting for the ordeal to end.

With time, Khradex drew back out of Seyira's warm mouth, but her ordeal was far from over. Fueled by the magical brews whose power coursed through his veins, the archwizard continued to rape Seyira's ass several more times, forcing himself into her mouth after each release, before finally tiring.

With a snap of his fingers, Khradex called forth the pair of orcish guards who were waiting outside the door, and the bestial men strode forward to chain the girl in manacles once more and lead her off into the dungeons while the archwizard adjusted his robes, a smug smirk upon his face. The little thief would be pleasing, he mused to himself, most pleasing indeed.

Continued in Chapter 5

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