Sorceress Lori - Beyond Death

Sorceress Lori - Beyond Death

After Lori had delivered the old lantern into the hands of her field instructor, she was given another assignment. The instructor said the task would be an easy one. They had learned that the long forgotten graveyard had a crypt, where one of their guild members stashed relics so they wouldn't fall into the wrong hands. The relics had been waiting to be picked up for years, and now the Guild Librarians had found clues about those items. Of course, the Mage's Guild wanted to have the items returned, and Lori was sent to pick them up.

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She was given a map that showed where the old cemetery was located, but after Lori made her way to that region, she discovered that the forest had swallowed the old cemetery almost completely. Lori wasn't too happy with this assignment, and the thick overgrowth made her search for the crypt that much more difficult.

The sun was setting when she finally found an old door that looked promising. At least it had all the markings that were expected, but the door was jammed by thick tree roots. Lori cast a few simple spells to clear her way. She had to cast the spell several times, until roots were cleared away from the door so that she was able to open it.

The air inside the long forgotten crypt smelled damp and dusty. There were stairs that went downward, and Lori looked around the surfaces of the walls and ceiling, using the light from her magic ring. She wanted to be sure that it was safe to enter, and the structure wouldn't cave in. The stairs appeared to go deep into the ground, so maybe the crypt rooms would still be untouched by the tree roots. There had been plenty of these crypts long ago, as noble families buried their kin here. For some reason the Royal's had moved their capitol, and this cemetery was abandoned. Noble families were more keen to take care of living relatives, than dead relatives buried here, so the forest took back what the people had abandoned.

 The wise choice would be to go down into the crypt in the morning, but it seemed likely to rain soon, and Lori didn't have a suitable camp prepared to spend a night outside. She made sure that her horse was secured and safe from the worst of the rain, before she descended the stairs, into the world of the dead.

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The stairs went deep underground. Down here, the old walls were intact, holding off the tree roots above.

The first room was unremarkable, with a few stone coffins, and old painted pictures of deeds long done. Lori knew that there was a hidden door somewhere, but she needed to find the lever. Librarians from the Guild did not provide all of the details, and only told her that there was a hidden door. Find that hidden door, fetch the items, and return. It sounded simple to them.

The only light source was Lori's ring from the Mage's Guild. The illumination was not very strong, but good enough. She tried to save her own magic for when her spells would be needed. It was not smart to waste mana on small spells, and end up with a problem that needed spell binding, if she didn't have enough mana. So she searched the whole of the room with only the light from her ring.

It was raining heavily outside now, and she could hear the wind was picking up. Thunder rumbled in the distance, but inside the crypt, it was dry. Dirty and dusty, but dry. Her horse had a water resistant blanket on it, so it should happy enough, as long as no tree fell on it.

Lori searched for the hidden lever. She checked the coffins, paintings, and torch hangers. Then she inspected the engravings on the walls. Finally, after crawling in that dust and sticking her hand into alcoves, she found the old locking lever and pressed it with a small smile.

There was a click, and a hidden door started to slowly slide upwards. The mechanisms were old and rusty, and the hidden door jammed when it was only half open. After pushing up on the hidden door, Lori determined that there was no way that she could open it fully. It would not budge. She would have to get on her belly and slide under the partially opened door.

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The hidden door led into a dusty corridor. With the illumination from her magic ring, Lori stood up and crept forward, wary of traps set for grave robbers. She didn't want to get stuck with poison darts or be the target for other deadly traps. Some could argue that Lori was a grave robber, but that's a debate for later.

The end of the corridor opened into an inner chamber, where stone tablets lined the walls. Each tablet was carved with names, long forgotten titles, and dates. The chamber also had three large alcoves with wooden doors. All of the doors were painted with dark colors and were locked. Lori searched the inner chamber for keys to those doors, and did not find any.

This was one reason to save mana. Lori cast a spell to unlock each of the three doors.

Behind the first door, Lori found another chamber with two stone coffins. Using an old burned-out torch as a wedge, she was able to open each coffin lid just enough to see inside. Both coffins contained old, dried bodies, and no hidden items. Lori started to wonder that if someone hid something in here, that person would have the key to the doors. Lori also considered that if someone stashed items in here, she should have found them already... or someone else could have found them already. Something here didn't fit together.

The second door opened into another chamber that contained old jars, wooden boxes, and old books. Lori checked the books first, and found them to be written in an ancient language she did not recognize. They looked to be worn, old leather-covered books, but nothing really special about them. Some collectors might pay a few coins for those, but the Guilds Librarians would confiscate them for free. These books were not the items she was looking for.

The old jars were dirty, and don't contain anything valuable that she could tell. Maybe someone had left offerings of food in the jars, which had crumbled to dust with age. The wooden boxes were empty. The room looked to be just a storage space. Still, someone cared enough to place the books and jars in this room. Lori searched the whole room for hidden doors, but did not find any.

Behind the third door, she found another corridor that led into a big chamber. There were are at least six stone coffins arranged in a circle. In the middle of the room was a dark wooden table, and Lori could see another alcove on the other side of the room. The chamber looked to be more decorated than the other rooms. There were unlit torches on the walls, and Lori took one of those. 

She cast a simple spell to light the torch, and dispelled the light from her ring. As she walked towards the table in the middle, she felt something change within the room. When she turned to look around, everything appeared to be the same. The room was quiet and a bit scary, with the coffins in a circle. The stone coffins were stained with dark colors that were faded with time and dust.

Lori didn't like this room, and hurried around the table. She found the alcove on the other side of the room was actually a passage that led into a smaller room. The small room was lined with shelves. There were plenty of odd figures, items and talismans. This was what she had been looking for. Neatly arranged on the shelves was everything on her list. She wrapped the items in cloth and put them into her backpack. Lori inspected the other items, and took a few of those for herself. Who would miss them?

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As she stepped back into the decorated coffin room, she noticed that a few of the coffin lids were open. Lori didn't remember opening the coffins in this room. She had what she came for, and was eager to get out of there. That was when she saw a dark figure standing on her left side, and another on her right side. On the other side of the room, was her way out.

As she took a step towards the corridor, the dark figures took two steps towards her. The dark figures may have been humans a long time ago, but they aren't so human anymore. What kind of dark spirit possessed them and made them rise up?

Lori swung around with her flaming torch, keeping the dark creatures away. While backing away from the two creatures, she stumbled onto a third creature.

The undead thing wrapped it's arms around her, pinning her arms to her sides. The other two creatures moved to surround her.

Now Lori could see that these creatures were some kind of lich. She had read legends of necromancy and raising the dead, but these creatures didn't seem to match the information that the Guild had. Maybe there was an old experiment that had gone wrong, and the lich bodies have been buried here, so nobody will know anything about the failed test.

- Yess... Fressh woman... we'll convert her into uss... Her blood iss sstrong... it'ss giving itss sstrength to uss...

The creature behind Lori hissed and held her firmly. It pushed her to the middle of the room.

Lori didn't want to become one of these thing, not now, not ever. She tried to free herself, wriggling and squirming, but the undead creature's hold was too strong.

The three liches pulled her near the table and began to tear her clothes away. Her clothes were torn and ripped to pieces, and she was forced to bend over the table. Her hands were locked into old iron manacles, and she couldn't escape. She felt their rough hands on her bare skin, and then all three lich creatures started to chant something weird.

Lori looked over her shoulder, and then wished that she did not see what she saw. The lich behind her had opened it's rotten pants and pulled its shriveled member out. Their chants seem to be waking their dried penises, gorging them with unholy energy, to grow into full glory again. Lori panicked and tried to pull her hands out of the manacles.

She begged for mercy.

- No... please let me go.

The lich behind her, felt no pity nor mercy to this sobbing female. It only wanted to take her energy to feed it's hunger. Withered, black fingers directed the swollen, blackened cock against the captive's womanhood. One slow, penetrating thrust, pushed the erect dead cock into the female's pussy.

- OOhhh.. P-please.. n-no..

Lori felt the cold, cursed cock push deep, stretching her to her limits. She panted and grit her teeth as the lich used her body for it's pleasure.

- Aaahh.. I'm bursting.. p-please.. slower.. aaaahh..

Lori begged in that humiliating position, while feeling the lich cock fill her completely. Her hands were tightly secured on the dark wooden table, and Lori felt scratches in the wooden surface under her hands. Maybe she was not the first victim subjected to this ritual. Rough, dry hands grabbed her naked hips, while the hard cock moved back and forth in her pussy.

The young mage grunted loudly every time the undead creature pushed it's hard tool deep into her. The lich seemed to have a lust for tender female flesh.

Lori was defenseless in this position, and her body trembled from pain and pleasure, at the hands of this cruel lich. She panted, and began to feel strange pleasure from the sex. She could feel her nipples harden on the surface of the table, and was aghast that her body was enjoying this, against the protests in her mind.

- Yesss... it'sss been centuriesss... pleasssure taken... pleasssure given... 

The cursed undead creature enjoyed the young female in his darkened hands. It had been a long time since he had experienced a woman so soft and tender. The lich enjoyed the female's hot and tight pussy around his cold, dead cock. He continued a steady pace with unnatural strength.

Lori panted, and groaned with arousal. She couldn't believe that she was close to an orgasm, aroused and fucked by a dead man. Then she gasped, and her hips shook with her orgasm.

The creature behind Lori suddenly stopped thrusting, and began to spew thick, slimy goo deep inside her. The blackened hands clenched her naked hips, and the dead cock inside her spurted again. The other two liches stood nearby, their magicked cocks stiffened as they waited for their turn.

For some reason, Lori felt excited that her body could give pleasure to a magic creature, even if it was cursed and undead. Her hips quivered with aftershocks. She wondered if she was being influenced by the same magic that had risen their cocks. Why am I enjoying being molested by these creatures?

The orgasm, or the magic of the liches, had sapped her strength. As the lich pulled it's diminishing cock out of her, Lori's hands were freed and she was rolled over and lifted onto the table, to lay on her back. Then her hands were latched into the same manacles.

The second lich replaced the first lich, and pushed her thighs open. The undead creature smirked it's evil smile at the weakened woman. While she was still recovering, the lich slid it's curved cock into her used pussy.

Lori moaned as undead cock filled her pussy again. She panted heavily, as she watched the dried, dark lich creature between her thighs, penetrate her. The other two liches whispered to her.

- Over time... our ssseed... will turn her into one of usss...

She knew then, that she wouldn't be turned into one of them overnight, and she would be used again and again, until they turned her into an accursed being. That was not something that Lori wanted, and she refused to imagine herself to be a cursed lich like them. She would be damned from all grace and mercy, and live within these crypts, in a long forgotten cemetery.

The young mage panted heavily, as she felt the second Lich take her with long and slow thrusts. It's hard cock was rubbing her inner pleasure spots, and soon her hips were trembling from another orgasm.

- Ohh.. n-no.. no.. aahh.. not.. again.. arhh.. arhh.. Ahhhh!!!!

The orgasm made her scream from the pleasure, like a common whore. A whore who enjoyed being ravaged by undead cursed beings. Lori looked down and could see the hard, dead member sliding in and out of her, while she gasped with pleasure.

The first Lich was smiling, with it's partly rotten and dried face, watching the female serve them on their dark and crude altar. It moved next to her head and put its semi-hard cock between her lips as she moaned. Her hands were secured on the table, but the rest of her body was still available for these liches to use as they wanted.

Lori panted as much as she could while she sucked that foul cock and wrapped her legs around the waist of the second lich. Her body was trembling from the pleasure at that moment, and the pain had disappeared from her mind. She felt her body was on fire, with the flames of lust, and her skin was sweaty, and two cocks filled her holes. One in her mouth and another deep in her pussy.

The liches had turned her into a compliant servant, with their dark magic. She groaned loudly as she felt the second lich shoot it's undead goo into her with loud grunts.

While she was weakened with the second orgasm, the liches unfastened her hands and she was pulled up from the table. The third lich laid on the floor on it's back, and Lori was positioned to ride on it's hard cock. But that wasn't enough, as the first lich moved behind her and pushed her to lean forward. It wanted to feel her darker hole around it's hard tool. The young mage was tired from all the abuse, and bent over the lich beneath her, placing her hands on the dirty floor. When she felt pressure on her rear hole, it made her try to fight back. She might have succeeded, but she was too tired to fight.

She screamed from the pain, as a stiff dead cock forced its way into her ass. For a moment, the pain froze her whole body. The liches ignored her protest, and the third lich, stepped in front of her and pulled her face up, so it could make her lick and suck its cock.

Lori was forced to endure the sex, and soon enough she was moaning as loudly as before. She was turned into a slut for three cursed liches. Her body was ravaged in every way, and she seemed to love it. She felt one hard cock deep in her pussy, another in her darker hole, and a third in her mouth. Three cursed beings filled her holes and made her body tremble from unearthly pleasure that she had never experienced. Dark magic kept their cocks hard, and she moaned with pure lust.

Rough hands moved on her body, and Lori felt every touch. Her lust had betrayed her. The rough treatment had taken her to her limits, and she let the creatures abuse her. The young mage panted heavily and moaned loudly, while two thick cocks were buried deep in her tight holes. She had feared that those cocks would tear her to pieces, but now she pushed her hips against the cocks willingly.

The lich standing behind her, pulled her hair forcefully, so he could lick her neck. The lich underneath, licked and bit her stiff nipples. She moaned loudly from the pleasure, as the Lich in front of her pushed his cock deep into her mouth.

-- The female isss a lively pet... we will enjoy more from her... if we keep her alive and ssseduced... 

At the announcement that they would keep her alive and trapped, something woke her from the pleasure-filled clouds, and her lust for the cocks starts to fade. Lori had enough of this, and suddenly wanted to escape. She began to act like she was passing out from fatigue.

The liches continued to take their enjoyment from her. After all three had filled her with their seed, the lich behind, pulled her to her feet as the lich that was laying on the ground began to rise.

Lori waited for a moment when she could make her move. While the liches had their fun with her, she had been resting and spell binding to save herself. She raised her hand to her ear, and made her ring glow brightly, and directly into the eyes of the lich holding her.

The undead creature screeched from blinding light, and released her.

Maybe the magical light hurt it a bit, giving Lori more time to cast spells. She spun around and launched flaming fireballs from her hands. One fireball for each of her undead tormentors.

As the cursed creatures were taken by surprise, the fireballs hit their targets and they began to scream from the pain of the magical fire. Screams of the liches filled the chamber, and Lori covered her ears.

- AGGGGHHHHHHHHHHH!!!

She watched the cursed creatures burn to ashes. At first, the fire ate their dried flesh and caused them to fall to the floor. As the flames ate their cursed muscles, they couldn't move, and all they could do was scream. The pain was something they were used to inflicting upon others. Now this female mage surprised them, and sealed their fates.

The air in the chamber grew thick from the smoke of the burning, dead flesh. Lori coughed, and the smoke prevented her from seeing further than her own arms length. She moved away from the smoldering ashes and retrieved some of her clothes and her backpack. People would gossip, if she was seen riding nude back to the Mage's Guild. She would wear what she could salvage and get more on the way.

The rain had stopped before Lori climbed out of the crypt. She was tired, beaten, and her clothes tattered. At least she had retrieved the relics she had been searching for.

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Sorceress Lori's adventures continue...

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