Wild Sorcery - Chapter 11

Chpter 11

Spirit Hunter of Lastrene

Lastrene was a large, well-populated city beside the sea, best known as the site of the great Battle of Lastrene, where the mighty armies of the Romany Empire were forced back by the united armies of the Saxon Tribes, but perhaps also known as the place where I had met the wizard, an eccentric magician who made his living as a healer.

I had need of him now.

Outside the gate stood a looming half-centaur guard. She had a world-wise look about her. She appeared mostly human yet as the sun shone down on her, the shadow she cast was that of her non-human species.

As I made to walk in through the gate, she stopped me, slanting her polearm across my path.

“What is your business in Lastrene?” she demanded, looking at my unclothed state.

I wore nothing more than my tall black boots and my sword belt, after a terrible time in the forests of Namarkand, including being eaten by a carnivorous plant. One of the reasons I sought the wizard. No one knew his name. He had come to the city a long time ago and set up shop as a wizard and healer. Everyone simply called him The Wizard. He owed me, and I was in need of healing.

“I seek The Wizard,” I replied to her question.

She looked at the cuts and bruises on my body, and spent an extra amount of time looking about my breasts, before she raised the polearm with a grunt.

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The Wizard kept his home and office in a fairly large brown house. Beet-red from embarrassment, I hurried through the crowded city streets and into the door to escape a band of boys who pursued me.

Lucy, the assistant sat by the door. This seductive magical girl had slanted turquoise eyes and neck-length, straight, red hair worn in a complex style. She had an slim build which was displayed well by a semi-transparent dress of striped gray and green that oddly suggested geological strata.

She glanced up as the door opened as I stubled in. “Oh, dear!” she exclaimed on seeing me. “Miss Adrienne! What happened to you?!”

“A lot,” I hissed through split lips. “Can The Wizard see me?”

“For you, of course! Sit here,” she said, helping me to a seat. “I shall be right back with The Wizard.”

She hurried away and returned almost immediately with her employer. He was very thin and had long hair the color of silver and drooping eyes of gray iron that looked upon all with a sad expression, like a hound looking upon a master who confounded and confused him, but nevertheless he remained loyal. He looked like a total twerp, to be honest, but not an asshole twerp.

“Mistress Adrienne!” he said, then stopped in surprise on seeing me. He looked at my wounds  “Come in, come in!” he said, waving me into his office.

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He had me sit upon a raised couch while he worked about me, studiously trying not to look to closely at my naked assets. Not because I was ugly.

I was all and muscular, with a head of long black hair tumbling across my shoulders. I had round breasts that stood forth proudly from my chest, wide hips, long legs, and a bare pussy. I was quite beautiful. But I was grateful that he tried to spare my feelings.

He looked once more at my body, then glanced away uncomfortably. He rather hurriedly fiddled with some instruments, poured out a blue powder on his palm and blew it over me. I began to feel a little light-headed, and he chanted something I couldn’t quite hea. There was an odd moment of... disconnection.

Then he stepped back, satisfied. “There,” he said, "that should do it. How are you?”

A little light-headed, I slowly stood. “I feel...” I said a little blurrily.

“Are you feeling all right?” he asked, a trifle concerned.

My eyesight ws suddenly very clear and locked on him. “Yes,” I said, and licked my lips. “Yes, I feel just fine. Aroused.”

“Oh,” he said. “Oh. Well, that’s- that’s good, I suppose. But you should be sure to- to take things easy, don’t get excited!” he said hurriedly.

I took a step toward him, a wide, inviting smile on my lips. “I am feeling very hot,” I said softly,  “And you look so cool!”

Of a sudden, the wizard seemed so perfectly takable, I had to have him.

“This is, er- normal,” he said, a trifle woriedly. “A heightened sense of er- uh- heat, is a normal reaction to the- er, the healing magic,” he said, backing away behind a chair. “But I’ve never seen it, so- er, so strong, and-”

I grabbed the chair and tossed it aside, reaching for him.

“Mistress Adrienne! You need to control yourself!” he said, stumbling away from me. His back hit the wall and he found himself backed into a corner. “You need to- help!” he cried out.

I grabbed him by the shirt and tore it open, revealing his pale chest. I grabbed him and pulled him against me, brushing my erect breasts against him.

“Help!” he cried. “I’m being molested!”

The door opened and Lucy rushed in. “Wizard, there is a- oh, I’m so sorry!” she exclaimed on seeing us. “I didn’t mean to- uh. . .” she blushed, turned about and walked out.

“No, wait!” the wizard cried after her. “It’s not a- mmmph!”

He grunted as I grabbed him by the hair and dragged him into a deep kiss full on the lips. My tongue slipped between his lips and toyed with his. We parted after a moment and I gave him a sultry smile.

“Well!” he gasped. “I believe that a- that a wizard should not become in- involved with his patients.”

I leaned forward and nibbled on his ear, my right hand wrapped around his shoulders and my left hand rubbing across his bare chest.

He mumbled, “But there certainly are times when it is best for a patient to, a- to, uh...”

My left hand drifted down his broad chest and belly and slipped down into his trousers.

His composure was dissolving, “To- just, let it all out! Yes, er... to simply let loose with her, uh... desire.”

I grew tired of his talking, so I kissed him again. This time, when our lips parted, he didn’t start talking again, but ran his hand uncertainly up my side to rest on my breast. I gasped as he flicked it with his fingers, then he withdrew his hand. I grabbed him by the wrist and returned his hand to my breast.

“You’ve never done this before, have you?” I said.

He swallowed and shook his head.

I kissed him again, a quick peck on the lips. “Then you... Are going... To love this.” I said with a wide smile.

Continued in Chapter 12

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