[Episode 185547] [Episode 185547]
"Hey! Hey! You okay?" Someone called from a continent away. She didn't care. She floated in the middle of nowhere with delicate ocean waves lapping her naked skin and jellyfish wrapping their rough tentacles around her wrists and ankles. Hmm...their grip was too tight. She willed tendrils of power to free herself only to have them dissipate into nothingness. It was actually annoying enough that she had a mind to actually open her eyes. "Wake up, Evil-Lynn, Evelyn - WAKE UP!"
"Oh, what is it?" She hissed, opening her eyes and sitting up, or at least tried to until she realized she was bound to the four posts of her own bed. "What is this? Who are you?"
A shadow pulled out of the deep blackness around the door to her bedchambers with a chuckle as soft as unilope hair. There wasn't anything she could do, which should have been impossible since she'd carved runes into the walls of her chambers that magnified her powers. It should've been impossible for anyone to erect a nullification field, even Skeletor! The shadow stepped into view.
"Feeling better my creator?" His skin was pale white like hers as was his hair, naturally she observed since he was totally nude, but his eyes were crystal blue. Idly she recognized that she was also nude and that her unintentional arousal must be plainly evident between her spread legs.
"Who are you? Why have you done this?! Skeletor will detect your magics and come to investigate!" She smirked at that. "There won't be enough of you left to fill a teacup!" She began laughing.
"I...think not," the stranger intoned in perfect mimicry of the Overlord of Evil. "You're not in his good graces anymore since your betrayal to King Hiss. Why, if it wasn't for He-Man's delightful distraction you'd have been sacrificed to the ancient gods. Lucky-lucky, dear creator."
Her laughter stopped. "How did you know that? How long have you been spying...- wait just a moment! You-you're the copy? The spell worked?" So interested in the results of the experiment was she that the stranger's soft fingers running up her inner thigh didn't register.
"Oh, not as you intended, dear Evelyn." His fingertip reached the dark-red nexus of her body tattoos. Everything that gave her power came from the tattooed nub of sensitive nerves above her vagina. Her clit was larger than a normal woman's (as large as a thumb)and totally colored blood red. A silver shaft pierced through the meaty centre of her external genitalia, fixed at both ends by faceted Chorodite studs. A visible pool of wetness seeped from her needful gash onto her silk sheets. As such, his middle fingertip slid easily across her wet flesh, increasing her desire and forcing a harsh, guttural groan of pleasure to bubble from deep in her throat.
"Now I wonder what this little bauble is for, hmm? Can this little fetishistic piercing be the source of the great Evil-Lynn's powers? Can these priceless pieces of Chorodite that you bartered and eventually killed for be the reason why you are the most feared sorceress after the long-dead Enchantress? I wonder..."
He pinched the Chorodite jewels and tugged gently.
"Ah! N-no, don't - please I'll do anything!" Pain was shooting through her tattoos, as if her whole body became her super sensitive clit that was slowly being torn by her own creation's hand. She felt blood begin to pearl from the rough, puckered holes around the shaft of the barbell. "J-just stop it! Please, please I'll do anything - anything! Ahh!" He tugged ever so slightly harder.
"Tsk, tsk, I expected better of you - although I'm not surprised at your reaction." The nude semi-copy of herself smirked before pulling his hand away. Blood dripped off his fingertips. He brought his index finger to his lips and licked the crimson fluid off with relish. "The great sorceress reduced to a pleading pup! Whatever would your father say?"
"Don't you dare bring him into this you mystical abomination!" She felt like she'd been stabbed, power bled from her body like heat and she felt the very cells around the barbell shaft screaming in pain.
"Do you feel that, Evelyn?" The creature's fingers pried open the slick, tightened opening to her sex, rubbing the trembling tissues inside. "The pleasure and pain boiling through your skin? The fleeting explosions clenching your bladder? The need inside your womb?"
"Ah!" She was dying, drowning, floating, where was she? What was this horrible creature doing to her? "You'll - Pay! - Ah! - For this!"
He frowned. Clearly this wasn't the reaction he'd hoped for - but then again such a defiant hellion such as Evil-Lynn was bound to put up a fight. He flicked one of the crystal studs. She wailed and thrashed in pain. The blood-red chorodite tattoos pulsed gently in time with her heartbeat. "Do you feel that?"
"Yes, yesyesyesyesyes! Stop, please stop, oh Elders stop, just don't stop!" His smirk turned into an ear-to-ear grin. He stopped tugging and knelt beside her head. There was a sizable tear almost clear through her clit and blood dripped down the crease of her ass to pool on the sheets. Her eyes were glassy and rolled up and down totally dilated. Trails of drool rolled inelegantly from the corners of her mouth and her entire body pumped out enough sweat that the linens couldn't absorb it all, leaving her to splash as she thrashed in her own fluids.
"When I pull this catalyst out of you, you'll feel the most pleasurable sensation you'll ever experience in your life. It will also be the last time you feel pleasure through your dirty cunt. After this is removed, your power will decrease to normal levels and you'll find no pleasure in intercourse. Do you want that?"
She spasmed. He took that as a 'no'.
"I know everything there is to know about you, Evelyn, even your original name. I know how your twisted mind works. You betrayed your father for Skeletor, your betrayed your lover for King Hiss, and you betrayed the snake for Hordak's favor. Each time, power was what you sought, the power to rule Eternia and make those around you kneel." The creature blew on her ear. "What would you do when you ruled Eternia? You'd grow bored and try conquering something else. You're no ruler, you just want power. That's why you duped Marzo into trying to free Hordak - you thought the sorcerer-warlord would reward you for freeing him."
With the clarity that only comes from a heightened emotional state, Evil-Lynn realized that the creature had her powerless, utterly, and that she was about to die.
"What...do...you...want...?"
"I want you to serve me, Evelyn. I want you beside me in battle and the bedroom. Will you serve?"
Would she? This wouldn't really be any different from Keldor; she'd join him until she discovered his weakness then destroy him...
"I can tell what you're planning in that pretty head of yours, Evelyn. I won't have any of it! Either you serve me body and soul, or I castrate you in all meanings of the word." The creature stood back on his legs, bobbing his turgid member (easily as big as the stranger's down in the dungeons) in her face. His index and middle fingers wrapped around the chorodite studs with his thumb pressing against the thin flap of bloody clit holding the barbell shaft to her body. "What do you choose?"
What did she want? Was she willing to be a slave to this sick amalgam of arcane magic and ancient energy? Then again...could she live without magic or sexual pleasure? It was a choice.
He tugged at the piercing, tearing her clit even more and sending fresh blood across the inside of her thighs. "DECIDE EVELYN!"
"YES! YES! YES! I WILL SERVE YOU! I'LL DO ANYTHING!"
Suddenly her world exploded in a searing corona of pain and pleasure. She was certain he'd torn her power gems off, that she'd be doomed to never feel down there again, that she'd live a boring life cast out of her milieu. She couldn't see, she was blind, pressure built up in her bladder and stomach and bowels and she let it all out in a glorious baptism, cataclysm, explosion, implosion, big bang of her entire being. It didn't matter that she pissed in a long arc across the room, the urine stinging her bloody clitoris, or that she felt her sphincter relax and loose an embarrassingly long movement that slide off the sheets onto the floor. None of it mattered.
Momentarily she returned to her senses. She felt...good? Her hand went down to her clit and found it miraculously whole, the barbell firmly fitted and in place. Wait a minute, her hands were free?
"Surprised?" The creature waved a hand and her waste disappeared and the sheets were clean and pressed. He crawled over her so that the purple head of his cock swung up and down to tickle her outer lips. He lay atop her and slid upward, entering her wet hole to the root. She screamed out in climax, throwing her arms around his back and wrapping her legs behind his buttocks, pulling him closer. He bit her nipple and ruthlessly sodomized her with his fingers as his thick rod danced against her needy nerve endings.
He raped her mouth with his tongue and she nipped at it playfully, groaning as each thrust brought her closer to being reunited with the wonderful experience of before.
"With you by my side, creator, Evelyn, we'll enjoy these encounters often - just as long as you realize I am not - one - to fuck - with!" He punctuated each word with a powerful thrust that battered against the puckered entrance through her cervix.
She felt the same wave of euphoria spring up and explode all around her for the second time. She screamed and screamed and screamed until she felt nothing but rough bloody pulp in her throat.
He filled her womb with his seed and pulled out, spraying the front of her body and face, before rolling beside her.
"What...what do you want me to call you?" She wasn't really sure where she was anymore.
"You can call me...Faker."
(Posted Sat, 17 Mar 2007 00:46)
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