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Subject: "The Ziaxan Chronicles: Chapter 5: The Ice Princess" (M//ff, Fantasy/SciFi)
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Here is some more of my story... check the webgroup for the previous
chapters!
>>>>>Lord Ziax
>>>>>http://groups.yahoo.com/group/ziax
Chapter 5 - The Ice Princess
After my first taste of power I became obsessed with rape. Any
guilt at the destruction of the young slut went away when I started to
feel her power manifest in me. The virginal energy was intoxicating
and difficult to control, but over the next couple days, as I fucked
Thora, I was able to focus it and make it mine. Thora herself was
shocked at how powerful I was becoming. Every day, we had another
sacrifice, and each night we'd fuck wildly. Thora acted as a sort of
lense or focal point, enabling me to shape and control the raw energy
I obtained from my victims. Our own fucking was wild and raw, I could
sense the initiates and other priestesses in the temple as we fucked.
I somehow knew that our energy was touching them, maybe even driving
them to orgasm as they lay in their beds, overcome by the powerful
energy of our fucking.
There was no sign of Kata, or of Christina however. Thora
explained that both her sister and her mistress were too afraid of
Cynthia to join in Thora's plan. They might agree, but out of fear or
loyalty they chose not to take part. Yet their loyalty for Thora was
such that they kept the plan to themselves. Indeed, secretly they
hoped for it's success. Occasionally I would see Christina in the
halls of the temple, and it was obvious that she was eager to be
fucked once again, that she missed the connection that the three of us
had shared that night. When I felt particularly devious, I would
practice my mind fucking, probing her mentally, placing images of us
fucking into her mind, yet she was able to block them out. I knew
they would fester there however, and soon she'd be back for a fuck.
I was growing more and more confident that I'd be able to
dominate Cynthia. I began to enjoy my newfound power and fame a lot
more. I'd already fucked a couple of the initiate priestesses when
they came to serve me. They succumbed quickly to my seduction. Thora
didn't seem bothered by this at all.
Now I stood looking out the window. Across the sea was the
mainland of the Sindaran empire. Soon it would be mine. Soon the
entire world would be mine if I had my way. I was awaiting Thora. As
we fucked the night before, she hinted that she had something very
special planned today. Not the usual sacrifice she said. She was
hoping I could learn to control my power enough that the girl would
live, yet she wouldn't tell me who the girl was.
Thora opened the large wooden double doors to the chamber after we
reached the top of the tower. At the very top of the northern most
tower, the chamber was secluded and cut off from the rest of the
temple, as it was accessible by only one staircase which led up from
the inner sanctum. The doors creaked open slowly to reveal the
circular chamber. Our footfalls echoing as we walked across the
marble floor, Thora quietly closed the doors behind us as we entered.
With a wave of her hand she placed an enchantment upon the doors,
assuring our privacy. The air was still, and the chamber quiet,
except for soft muffled movements coming from the very center. We
were on the outside edge of the circular room, which had lower
ceilings and was not as well lit. About ten feet or so in from the
circular wall was a circle of marble pillars, twelve of them, which
marked the boundary to the inner circle of the temple. The pillars
themselves rose up to the central ceiling, which was much higher than
the one around the perimeter. The pillars were carved with ornate
scrollwork, and sconces were placed into each one that lit the central
portion of the room. The central ceiling was a large domed ceiling
with windows that would fill the central chamber with sunlight were it
daytime. As it was the dark, starlit sky could be seen through them
now. The air was cool and still, and the excitment palpable as I knew
another victim lie waiting for me. Thora pressed close and ran her
tongue along my neck as she stroked me through my pants. She had
gotten someone special for tonight, or so she said. Someone she
summoned from earth, a clone just like herself. I knew from what I
had learned that such women would die without being infused with the
D'ala-Ki, or the energy of the Sindarans. This could be done via the
ritual of birth in the temple, or as I had learned, through an
encounter with me. Once so infused, the Sindaran spirit awoke within
the earth body. Sometimes, like Thora, women became very different
people though such an encounter, other times they changed little.
According to Thora, once I learned to control my powers, I would be
able to shape the personality of those Sindarans I 'created'.
The goal of tonight's encounter would be to steal from
whatever slut Thora chose the raw energy and make it my own. The goal
would be to take as much as possible without destroying her, and then
to fill her with my seed. Through my seed, and the infusion of
D'ala-Ki it provided, a Sindaran would be born.
Thora herself looked delicious this night. She wore what was
basically a black evening gown, it was strapless with a bodice that
lifted her large breasts, showing off the cleavage and upper curves.
It curved tightly around her waist with a long black skirt that fell
to the floor. A slit up the side revealed her stocking clad legs and
high heels. She wore her hair up, accentuating the sensual curves of
her neck. On this night her power was evident and my body ached to
have her. Yet, I had new prey awaiting, and from the sound of it, very
special prey. So kissing Thora deeply, my hands feeling her nice
round ass, I approached the center of the room.
In the center of the twelve pillars was a wide dais, there
appeared to be something in the middle of the dais, and as I
approached I noticed it appeared to be suspended above the dais. As
the object writhed, and muffled moans could be heard, I realized it
was a girl. She wasn't much more than five feet tall from the looks
of it. Her body was tight as she struggled, suspended in the air
above the dais. Two chains hung down from opposite pullars to a belt
around her waist, and then each limb was chained as well, forcing her
body to hang in mid-air, spread eagled. She struggled futilely, her
lean muscular legs tight and glistening with sweat. Her face was not
visible to me at first, as her head hung back, as she had to work to
keep it up. Her body however was tantilizing. She wore a leotard of
sorts, with a short skirt. Her legs were definitely lean, but they
were very muscular and shapely. Her arms too appeared to be those of
a gymnast or athlete. Her breasts were small, but her waist lean. I
got the impression that she held quite a bit power in her little body
as I watched her, her body tensing to pull at the bonds.
By the sounds the girl was making, I could tell she was
gagged. She groaned and whimpered as she hung there. As Thora moved
to where the girl could see her, the moans turned into muffled screams
and the writhing became more of a thrashing. I was afraid that she
might hurt herself, but she began to calm down. She was definitely
physically strong, and I imagined that would translate nicely into
sexual power.
As Thora gestured for me to join her, I walked around the girl. I
couldn't help but run my hands along her helpless legs. Her body was
hard and tight, and seemed oddly familiar. I squeezed her calves as
she squirmed, feeling the tight hardness of her calves and thighs was
driving me crazy. Releasing my grip, I stepped around to where I
could see the girl's face.
"Holy shit," I said outloud as I made eye contact with the
girl. She thrashed about some more, threatening to hurt herself.
Thora struck her hard, ordering her to be quiet. Fear of Miss Thora
must have done it because the girl quieted down. "Now this is a
pleasant surprise," I added. Laying there before, suspended and
helpless, mine to fuck and rape at my pleasure was none other than
Sasha Cohen. Now I knew why the body seemed familiar. I had
fantasized about the hot little figure skater more times than I could
count. Her petite, but hard body, her lean muscular legs, it was all
just as I imagined, only it was real, and it was mine. As I smiled at
her, Thora removed the gag.
"THORA!" Sasha screamed, "what the fuck are you doing to me!
What is this place, let me th fuck go you bitch!" Once again Thora
struck her and pulled a knife from her bodice. It even took me by
surprised as she put it to Thora's throat.
"Keep your mouth shut bitch," Thora commanded, "unless you
are spoken to. You are my prisoner now, and you will shut the fuck up
or die whore!" Sasha's eyes grew wide with fear at the sight of the
knife. She grew quieter, yet there was still anger and hatred in her
eyes.
"Why are you doing this?" she asked quietly, whimpering,
"please let me go."
"I'm afriad that's not an option," Thora told her. Thora
preceded to explain that she had been kidnapped and brought to a
different world at the same time that her clone was left to continue
her life on earth. It was likely that she wouldn't believe a word,
but Thora made it clear that she was my property now and nothing could
save her. I leaned down and caressed her cheek and she sobbed, lying
suspended and helpless.
"My pretty little slave," I told her, "you are one I've
wanted to have for a long time. I wonder if that pussy is as tight as
the rest of you." I ran my hand down her neck and along her chest and
belly, watching her squirm. "I wonder what sort of Sindaran you will
be..."
"Please whoever you are," she begged me, "let me go. Thora,
tell him to let me go. Please.. god please I want to go home."
"This is home girl," I told her, and slapped her across the
face, then on the ass, making her jump. She screamed out as Thora
shoved the gag back in her throat. "Nice choice her my precious," I
told Thora, "just what I've always wanted. She should be able to
tolerate being fucked by me well." She squirmed and thrashed as she
heard us talking about her. I gripped her strong muscular thigh and
squeezed tightly, watching her reaction. "Does she understand where
she is?"
"I explained to her," Thora answered, "but of course she
doesn't believe it. Part of her believes she is still on earth, and
that this is some nightmare she will wake from, or at the very least
she will be rescued. She has no idea how her life has changed. No
one will miss her, because we replaced her with a clone. No one will
come looking, nobody cares. She is yours and yours alone. Please my
lord, fuck her." Thora slowly wrapped the skater's hair in her hand,
tugging at it as she squirmed, the knife still held close to her
throat.
"She seems powerful," I observed as I walked to stand between
her legs, her body still gyrating in the bonds, "it's amazing she
hasn't been torn apart." It was clear that her body was powerful. Her
legs, abdomen, arms, all were tensed, her well formed but lean muscles
tight with pain as she struggled to keep herself from dislocating a
limb.
"I think she might even join us my lord," Thora whispered to
me as Sasha struggled, shaking her head in denial, "if she were
properly awakened." Thora looked down at the helpless athlete, "yes,
yes you'll soon be begging to serve the master. Your sindaran soul
just needs to be awoken and rid itself of the bias and constraint of
your exposure to earth." Thora leaned down and kissed and sucked at
Sasha's neck hungrily. Sasha squirmed and writhed as she screamed
through her gag. The muffled screams stirred my passion, my cock
growing harder as I continued to stroke and admire the skater's
beautiful legs. Reading my mind, Thora handed me the knife as she
continued to lick and suck at the girl's neck and face. Thora held
her hair and head tight as I stroked the strong white thigh with the
knife edge. Sasha must have guessed what it was because she began to
thrash in the suspension device violently. Thora quieted her quicky,
threatening to kill her if she didn't stop and telling her she would
only hurt herself. The next caress of the knife blade against her
other thigh brought only a twitch and a whimper. I could feel the
dark thoughts arise in her however, she wanted to lash out and kill us
both. I placed the knife between her legs and in a quick motion cut
open the crotch of her little skater out fit, I then grabbed the top
of her leotard and tore it open roughly, baring her small breasts.
Thora quickly moved to sucking at the tiny skater's tits, even as she
continued to hold her by the hair, tugging every couple minutes to
remind the slut who was in charge. As she worked I pulled my own
pants open and took my already hard throbbing cock out from it's
confines. It pulsated and throbbed wildly as I prepared to rape the
helpless figure skater. Thora moaned as she could feels it's power.
Grunting, Thora began to bite and suck the girl's tits harder, trying
to keep her own hunger under control. She looked at my cock, hard,
erect, throbbing, pulsating with powerful energy and licked her lips.
"Do it," she whispered, "Make this girl scream!" I put the tip
against Sasha's pussy, just touching her tight little hole as I
gripped her thighs roughly. Sasha squirmed and bucked, knowing what
was to come. Her helpless, suspended body aching, her fear welling up
inside her. She cried and moaned beneath the gag, Thora's breast
pressed up against her face as Thora sucked her small tits. "Oh god my
lord," Thora moaned, she was close to cumming herself, simply from
being in the presence of my cock, "do it please I want to this girl
raped please " As Thora continued to beg, I thrusted my shaft deep
and hard into the helpless figure skater. Her cunt was extremely
tight and nearly tore as I rammed into it with a single powerful
thrust. Her whole body shook and spasmed as the power of my cock was
unleashed on her. While the physical shaft raped her body, the power
of my sex raped her mind and soul. I had grow much in power since I
first raped Kari, and even since I claimed my first sacrifice. I had
learned to focus it, shape it. I could use it to create pleasure, and
to inflict pain. Right now, I wanted this slut to feel pain. As I
thrusted again, spikes of pain shot through Sasha's cunt, up into her
mind and through her soul. She bucked with each thrust, her arms
threatening to be pulled from the socket by her violent thrashes.
Thora was leaning over her now, her tits nearly suffocating
her, occasionally sucking at her tits, but spending more time watching
my cock invade the girl's small body. Thora's eyes and mouth were
wide open as she watched, moaning in delight. It was obvious that she
could feel every thrust herself, the pain and the pleasure, through
our connection. I focused my mind on Thora even as I raped Sasha,
willing her cunt to feel each thrust as powerfully and fully as the
helpless skater. Thora herself shook where she stood. "Oh god my
lord," she whispered, "fuck me use her pussy to fuck me." I raped
Sasha mercilessly, caring nothing for her body or mind, wanting only
to see Thora cum. Brutally my cock invaded the tiny skater's body,
her pussy aching, her arms tearing, she was raped. Thora's eyes
rolled back in her head as she could feel the throbbing wild cock
invading her own body, she grunted and shook, holding tight to the
helpless Sasha as she lean over her suspended body. Thora couldn't
help but lean into her as she enjoyed the mind-fucking, but it placed
increased strain on Sasha arms and legs. The skater's muscles tensed
in an effort to keep her body from breaking as Thora began to cum
wildly, overwhelmed by the power soul-rape she was receiving. She
stood up, an intense fire in her eyes as she looked at me deviously. I
was continuing to rape Sasha's tiny body, invading her pussy with my
powerful cock. Thora then reached down and gripped her nipples and
pinched them hard.
Sasha screamed through the gag, but it was obvious she was
nearly broken. No longer could she fight me off, and her screams were
weak and pathetic. "She's nearly done," I observed as I grunted and
thrust into her again and again, "Her body his strong, but her mind
weak, it was easier than I thought it'd be."
"Such a shame," Thora observed, "a body like hers, she could
withstand a tremendous amount of abuse, maybe we'll train her better."
Thora pinched harder at the girl's nipples as Sasha twitched and
shook, moaning beneather her gag. Sasha's head was drapped back now,
she was unable to keep it up as he body hung there while I raped it.
Deeper and harder I thrust into the broken skater's cunt.
Sasha still moaned in protest but she no longer seemed to have the
will to fight me as I tore through her, tearing her apart. I focused
hard on her sexual spirit now, preparing to rape her soul and claim
her fully. My hope was to take her near to death and then infuse her
with my power, thus awakening her Sindaran soul. Both Thora and I
placed our hands on her body, gripping her as I fucked her deeper, my
mind working it's way into her's, my cock raping her body as my mind
raped her soul. Her eye's opened wide as she felt the invasion, her
mouth opening in gasps as the pain of the soul-rape overwhelmed her.
She bucked again and again as I probed deep inside her soul with my
mind, raping and fucking her, abusing her, causing her pain. Slowly I
began to drain her energy from her, making it mine, growing in power
as she lie there, her own destruction approaching, unable to do
anything to stop it. The fear was so real, so palpable that it nearly
made me cum.
"She's nearly finished," Thora moaned, "we could end her now,
destroy her. It's so tempting " Thora licked her lips.
"More power," I moaned, "but then what a waste that would be
of suck a powerful body. What a waste she was until this moment. I
never imagined she would break so easily. She could be very powerful,
I could feel it." Sasha groaned and tossed her head, her body
twitching as her broken mind and soul struggled to hold on. I thrust
again into her, moaning loudly "I am gonna fill this bitch with cum "
Thora moaned as I thrust harder and deeper into her, slamming
wildly as I raped Sasha's broken body as she hung from the ceiling of
the chamber. Harder and deeper I thrust. "Fill her, make her yours,
she will be Sasha reborn, I will make her my sister," Thora moaned in
excitement as I raped Sasha wildly, my own orgasm approaching. "God
yes my lord!" Thora cried out, the power of the ritual causing her to
orgasm again, she fell to the ground, groping her own cunt as she came
hard. "OH GOD MASTER!" Thora yelled as I slammed into Sasha one last
time and unleashed my cum into her. Instantly her eyes flew open, and
she screamed beneath the gag. She thrashed and bucked wildly as I
allowed a portion of my own energy to flow out into her. My cum
seeped through her tight cunt and filled her body, mind and soul. She
shook and bucked as she had a seizure from the power of it, shaking as
she hang there, gasping and grunting beneath her gag. Sasha came for
me as I reclaimed her, groaning in a powerful orgasm as she was reborn
a Sindaran. Thora herself was overwhelmed and lay on the floor
cumming in delight as the power of the moment overwhelmed her.
When it was done, Sasha hung there limp, hanging by her bonds
from the ceiling. Cum dripped from her cunt as she hang there, her
body swaying slightly. Thora was able to compose herself, and
apologized to me for losing control. Yet I was glad to see my power
had grown to such an extent. Thora licked the remaining cum from my
cock hungrily. "Return to your quarters my master," she whispered, "I
will have this one taken care of. She will live now. In a few days
we will see what she is like reborn. In the meantime, I will begin
preparing for tomorrow's ritual. I turned and started to walk from
the room, and then a thought crossed my mind.
"Miss Thora," I said in as commanding a voice as I could.
"Yes my lord," she turned to me.
"After you see to this whore," I told her, "come to my
chambers, I think I'll enjoy your cunt tonight." Thora bowed her head
slightly before responding.
"Yes my master." I smiled inwardly to myself. I was
definitely growing more powerful.