Fantasia
As I was browsing a copy of the The Neverending Story by Michael Ende, I came upon a scene that just begged to be rewritten. (The original is on page 294 of the particular copy that I read, in the chapter titled The Seeing Hand.) The godlike Bastian has a gorgeous woman who foolishly threatened to kill him throw herself at his feet, pledging her body and soul to him and repeatedly professing that she would readily fulfill his every desire. Any red-blooded male would at least have a dirty thought at such a moment, but not chaste Bastian. This is why I felt the need to rewrite the scene. (The bulk of my original content, and hence the main divergence of the two versions of the scene, begins when Damion turns to address the others in the court.)
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For those of you who have no familiarity with the mythology, there is supposedly a magical book called The Neverending Story. Whoever reads the book is magically pulled into the story in order to remake via wishes the the world called Fantasia which has been destroyed by a supernatural evil called The Nothing. The wishes are granted by way of a magical amulet which makes its bearer into a god. What would you do with godlike power?
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Xayide's Punishment
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Our memories inevitably shape our wishes, and this is what accounts for the similarities between Bastian's version of Fantasia and Damion's version. Unlike Bastian however who was fat and unliked by the girls in his school, Damion's slender form and androgynous greenish blue eyes induced more than one game of "Show me yours; I'll show you mine" on the playground. Damion recalled Bastian's meeting with Xayide, but even as he read Bastian's account Damion had imagined the scenario occurring differrently. When the Childlike Empress magically transformed young Damion from a boy into a man as she had once likewise done with Bastian, this difference was manifested dramatically.
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When Damion, followed by his companions, entered the magic throne room, Queen Xayide arose from her red-coral throne. Damion proceeded up the steps to the elevated platform upon which the throne itself sat. Xayide was wearing a long gown of violet silk whose neckline plunged to just above her navel, barely covering her nipples, and it had leg slits that ran so high it was obvious that she wore nothing underneath. Her tantalizingly exposed flesh was as pale as marble. Her flaming red hair was coiled and braided into a fantastic edifice, and two ornamented braids were left to hang down and frame her beautiful face. There was something strangely disturbing about her eyes. It took Damion a fraction of a moment to figure out what it was -- they were of different colors, one green, one red. She was trembling, evidently in fear of Damion. With his penetrating gaze he looked her straight in the face and she lowered her long lashes.
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There were costly censers to each side of the throne from which rose heavy clouds of different colored smoke, which spilled down the steps before the throne and crept over the floor like fog.
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Thus far Damion hadn't said a word. That seemed to shatter Xayide's composure, for suddenly she threw herself on the floor in front of him, took one of his feet and set it on her neck.
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"My Lord and Master!" she said in a throaty voice that sounded somehow mysterious. "No one in Fantasia can withstand you. You are mightier than the mighty and more dangerous than all the demons together. If you wish to take revenge on me for having been too stupid to recognize your greatness, trample me underfoot. I have earned your anger. But if you wish once again to demonstrate your far-famed magnanimity, suffer me to become your obedient slave, who swears to obey you body and soul. Teach me to do what you deem desirable and I will be your humble pupil, obedient to your every hint. I repent of the harm I tried to do you and beg your mercy!"
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"Arise, Xayide!" said Damion. He had been very angry, but her speech pleased him. Since she wished to learn what he deemed desirable, he could see no reason to reject her plea. His mind plotted and his cock hardened.
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Xayide arose and stood before him with bowed head. "Will you obey me unconditionally? he asked, "however hard you may find it to do my bidding? Will you obey me without argument and without grumbling?"
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"I will, my Lord and Master," said Xayide.
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"Very well," said Damion with a devious grin. "Then I will take you into my service. Do you have any idea what you have gotten yourself into?"
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For a fraction of a second Xayide's eyes glowed red and green and a powerful tingle surged between her legs, but then, veiling her eyes with her long lashes, she said: "I am yours to command, my Lord and Master."
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"Indeed you are," said Damion as he turned away from her. Then more loudly he proclaimed, "...As are all who would otherwise be under your command." With that Damion scanned the room and quickly set his eyes upon one of Xayide's former underlings, a petite yet buxom young maiden with wild black and red hair. He motioned the beautiful young lady towards him with a gesture of his hand. She hesitated out of disbelief and fright, but compensated for that with the haste in which she ascended the steps to the royal platform on which he was standing. He bent towards her ear and whispered a series of commands to her, and she quickly departed.
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Damion turned back to Xayide and commanded her: "Undress." He then casually strolled past her over to her former throne and seated himself on it. The servants did not so much as breathe as they watched their queen completely expose her nakedness before Lord Damion. The skin of her face burned with heat. He lanquidly allowed his eyes to soak in the beauty of her pale, naked form, and then commanded her, "On your knees before me." She did as she was told, but could not look him in the eyes. "Now suck my cock," he commanded. She reached for the buttons of his fly, undid them, and reached in to wrap her hand around his hard cock, relishing the feel of it in her hand only a second before pulling it out into view. She lowered her head and took his rigid member into her mouth. She was a queen and a powerful sorceress, and now she was being degraded like a common whore. She could not help but admit to herself though that her pussy now ached to be taken by such a man powerful enough to do this to the witch-queen.
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The girl that Damion sent away returned and ascended the steps to the royal platform and stopped beside the throne. In one hand she held a bowl with water in it, with a towel draped over that arm. She also held a jar in the other hand, which she held outstretched towards him. It was at this point that Damion took note of the fact that this girl's garments were too exquisitely crafted to be those of a mere servant. This girl was perhaps a noble herself, or at the very least the daughter of someone wealthy. All the better he thought.
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Damion grabbed Xayide's hair and lifted her head from his cock. For the first time since being told to undress she looked him in the eyes. In that instant she truly knew that she would do anything he asked. Despite that, his next instruction still managed to shock her. "After the proper lubrication has been applied, you will impale your ass upon my cock, " he stated flatly.
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Damion turned his eyes toward the other girl, who did not meet his gaze. After a second or two he asked her, "What are you waiting for?" Her face flushed once she realized that he wanted her to be the one who would apply the lubricant not only to his cock but also to the anus of her aunt, the Queen, and in front of all these people no less. The girl set down the bowl and the towel, and opened the jar, leaned over the arm of the throne, and began applying the greasy salve to his cock in deliberate strokes. She was envious that this cock in her hand was not for her. He then commanded Xayide to stand, turn away from the girl, and bend over. With one hand Xayide grabbed an arm of the throne for support. Damion then commanded the girl: "Tongue her anus well before applying the salve." The girl kneeled behind her aunt and readily began tonguing her quivering anus. Both women were secretly thrilled to be made to perform such an incestuous deed. It was a fantasy they each had yet neither had dared to explore. Not knowing if she would ever have this chance again, the girl found that one of her hands seemed to rise of its own volition and began fingering her aunt's pussy and clit. Damion was indeed pleased by this and so allowed it to continue, but it was an infraction that could not be allowed to go unpunished. He could tell by her sounds and bodily gestures that Xayide was nearing orgasm, at which point he sharply commanded: "Stop!" The girl reluctantly stopped, and then completed her previous instructions by appying a dollop of the salve to her aunt's anus.
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Damion then commanded Xayide, "Sit on my cock." She spun her ass towards her cruel new master. The hand that was on the one arm of the throne remained there, and with the other she grabbed his cock so that she could guide it into her eager ass. Her sphincter was already relaxed from the pleasuring that her niece had given her, so Xayide took his cock into her ass like a pro. After Xayide broke into regular up-and-down rhythm Damion instructed the other girl to finger Xayide's clit. Within seconds the pain and pleasure and sheer sluttiness of the act caused Xayide to begin making the noises of a rapidly impending orgasm. Damion instructed her: "You are not to orgasm until you feel me blowing my load inside you." He could have allowed himself to cum much sooner than he did, but he was rather enjoying the blissful torment that he knew she was experiencing from her own dutifully delayed orgasm. He grabbed the soft flesh of her hips lustfully. "Do you love being made into my little slut before all these people? Do you love having your asshole stretched upon my cock?" he asked.
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"Yesss," was the breathy reply that she barely managed.
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"Do you forget to whom you are speaking?" he sternly reminded her.
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"Yes, my Lord and Master!" she exclaimed loudly. With that she heard the groan of his orgasm escape his lips and felt his cock begin to throb. Even if she had not been given permission to cum right then, she could not have delayed her orgasm any further even if her life depended on it. Her entire body was taken over with violent spasms and her moans echoed in the royal hall. This orgasm was one of the most powerful she had ever felt, and after the climax subsided she collapsed, thoroughly exhausted, upon Damion's lap. He had enough command over his body that even as his cock slowly softened within her ass he was still able to flex targetted muscles and make it twitch. Each such twitch was like an electric jolt to Xayide's body, with which he enjoyed tormenting her.
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He then instructed her: "Get up." She wanted to remain laying upon him indefinitely, but she obeyed. He then said to Xayide, "Go bath yourself. When you are done you will dine with me in the banquet hall. You will seat yourself on the floor to the right of my chair, and you are to wear no clothing." Damion sadistically enjoyed watching Xayide descend with shaky legs down the steps and then make her way through the crowd.
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To the other girl he commanded: "Clean my cock now." She grabbed the bowl and the towel and proceeded to do exactly that. He then stood and fastened the buttons of his fly. He then turned to the girl and said, "While Xayide is bathing you are to acquire slave collars for yourself and Xayide, which I know are in ample supply here. You will put yours on, then you will undress and seat yourself on the floor to my left in the banquet hall. Your punishment for acting without instruction shall come after I have sated my appetite for food."
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While in search of the slave collars, the girl finally became aware of the fact that he had never asked her for her name. Not only did this somehow not bother her, but she found herself eagerly awaiting her punishment to come.
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That, however, is another story and shall be told another time.
.
For those of you who have no familiarity with the mythology, there is supposedly a magical book called The Neverending Story. Whoever reads the book is magically pulled into the story in order to remake via wishes the the world called Fantasia which has been destroyed by a supernatural evil called The Nothing. The wishes are granted by way of a magical amulet which makes its bearer into a god. What would you do with godlike power?
.
Xayide's Punishment
.
Our memories inevitably shape our wishes, and this is what accounts for the similarities between Bastian's version of Fantasia and Damion's version. Unlike Bastian however who was fat and unliked by the girls in his school, Damion's slender form and androgynous greenish blue eyes induced more than one game of "Show me yours; I'll show you mine" on the playground. Damion recalled Bastian's meeting with Xayide, but even as he read Bastian's account Damion had imagined the scenario occurring differrently. When the Childlike Empress magically transformed young Damion from a boy into a man as she had once likewise done with Bastian, this difference was manifested dramatically.
.
When Damion, followed by his companions, entered the magic throne room, Queen Xayide arose from her red-coral throne. Damion proceeded up the steps to the elevated platform upon which the throne itself sat. Xayide was wearing a long gown of violet silk whose neckline plunged to just above her navel, barely covering her nipples, and it had leg slits that ran so high it was obvious that she wore nothing underneath. Her tantalizingly exposed flesh was as pale as marble. Her flaming red hair was coiled and braided into a fantastic edifice, and two ornamented braids were left to hang down and frame her beautiful face. There was something strangely disturbing about her eyes. It took Damion a fraction of a moment to figure out what it was -- they were of different colors, one green, one red. She was trembling, evidently in fear of Damion. With his penetrating gaze he looked her straight in the face and she lowered her long lashes.
.
There were costly censers to each side of the throne from which rose heavy clouds of different colored smoke, which spilled down the steps before the throne and crept over the floor like fog.
.
Thus far Damion hadn't said a word. That seemed to shatter Xayide's composure, for suddenly she threw herself on the floor in front of him, took one of his feet and set it on her neck.
.
"My Lord and Master!" she said in a throaty voice that sounded somehow mysterious. "No one in Fantasia can withstand you. You are mightier than the mighty and more dangerous than all the demons together. If you wish to take revenge on me for having been too stupid to recognize your greatness, trample me underfoot. I have earned your anger. But if you wish once again to demonstrate your far-famed magnanimity, suffer me to become your obedient slave, who swears to obey you body and soul. Teach me to do what you deem desirable and I will be your humble pupil, obedient to your every hint. I repent of the harm I tried to do you and beg your mercy!"
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"Arise, Xayide!" said Damion. He had been very angry, but her speech pleased him. Since she wished to learn what he deemed desirable, he could see no reason to reject her plea. His mind plotted and his cock hardened.
.
Xayide arose and stood before him with bowed head. "Will you obey me unconditionally? he asked, "however hard you may find it to do my bidding? Will you obey me without argument and without grumbling?"
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"I will, my Lord and Master," said Xayide.
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"Very well," said Damion with a devious grin. "Then I will take you into my service. Do you have any idea what you have gotten yourself into?"
.
For a fraction of a second Xayide's eyes glowed red and green and a powerful tingle surged between her legs, but then, veiling her eyes with her long lashes, she said: "I am yours to command, my Lord and Master."
.
"Indeed you are," said Damion as he turned away from her. Then more loudly he proclaimed, "...As are all who would otherwise be under your command." With that Damion scanned the room and quickly set his eyes upon one of Xayide's former underlings, a petite yet buxom young maiden with wild black and red hair. He motioned the beautiful young lady towards him with a gesture of his hand. She hesitated out of disbelief and fright, but compensated for that with the haste in which she ascended the steps to the royal platform on which he was standing. He bent towards her ear and whispered a series of commands to her, and she quickly departed.
.
Damion turned back to Xayide and commanded her: "Undress." He then casually strolled past her over to her former throne and seated himself on it. The servants did not so much as breathe as they watched their queen completely expose her nakedness before Lord Damion. The skin of her face burned with heat. He lanquidly allowed his eyes to soak in the beauty of her pale, naked form, and then commanded her, "On your knees before me." She did as she was told, but could not look him in the eyes. "Now suck my cock," he commanded. She reached for the buttons of his fly, undid them, and reached in to wrap her hand around his hard cock, relishing the feel of it in her hand only a second before pulling it out into view. She lowered her head and took his rigid member into her mouth. She was a queen and a powerful sorceress, and now she was being degraded like a common whore. She could not help but admit to herself though that her pussy now ached to be taken by such a man powerful enough to do this to the witch-queen.
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The girl that Damion sent away returned and ascended the steps to the royal platform and stopped beside the throne. In one hand she held a bowl with water in it, with a towel draped over that arm. She also held a jar in the other hand, which she held outstretched towards him. It was at this point that Damion took note of the fact that this girl's garments were too exquisitely crafted to be those of a mere servant. This girl was perhaps a noble herself, or at the very least the daughter of someone wealthy. All the better he thought.
.
Damion grabbed Xayide's hair and lifted her head from his cock. For the first time since being told to undress she looked him in the eyes. In that instant she truly knew that she would do anything he asked. Despite that, his next instruction still managed to shock her. "After the proper lubrication has been applied, you will impale your ass upon my cock, " he stated flatly.
.
Damion turned his eyes toward the other girl, who did not meet his gaze. After a second or two he asked her, "What are you waiting for?" Her face flushed once she realized that he wanted her to be the one who would apply the lubricant not only to his cock but also to the anus of her aunt, the Queen, and in front of all these people no less. The girl set down the bowl and the towel, and opened the jar, leaned over the arm of the throne, and began applying the greasy salve to his cock in deliberate strokes. She was envious that this cock in her hand was not for her. He then commanded Xayide to stand, turn away from the girl, and bend over. With one hand Xayide grabbed an arm of the throne for support. Damion then commanded the girl: "Tongue her anus well before applying the salve." The girl kneeled behind her aunt and readily began tonguing her quivering anus. Both women were secretly thrilled to be made to perform such an incestuous deed. It was a fantasy they each had yet neither had dared to explore. Not knowing if she would ever have this chance again, the girl found that one of her hands seemed to rise of its own volition and began fingering her aunt's pussy and clit. Damion was indeed pleased by this and so allowed it to continue, but it was an infraction that could not be allowed to go unpunished. He could tell by her sounds and bodily gestures that Xayide was nearing orgasm, at which point he sharply commanded: "Stop!" The girl reluctantly stopped, and then completed her previous instructions by appying a dollop of the salve to her aunt's anus.
.
Damion then commanded Xayide, "Sit on my cock." She spun her ass towards her cruel new master. The hand that was on the one arm of the throne remained there, and with the other she grabbed his cock so that she could guide it into her eager ass. Her sphincter was already relaxed from the pleasuring that her niece had given her, so Xayide took his cock into her ass like a pro. After Xayide broke into regular up-and-down rhythm Damion instructed the other girl to finger Xayide's clit. Within seconds the pain and pleasure and sheer sluttiness of the act caused Xayide to begin making the noises of a rapidly impending orgasm. Damion instructed her: "You are not to orgasm until you feel me blowing my load inside you." He could have allowed himself to cum much sooner than he did, but he was rather enjoying the blissful torment that he knew she was experiencing from her own dutifully delayed orgasm. He grabbed the soft flesh of her hips lustfully. "Do you love being made into my little slut before all these people? Do you love having your asshole stretched upon my cock?" he asked.
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"Yesss," was the breathy reply that she barely managed.
.
"Do you forget to whom you are speaking?" he sternly reminded her.
.
"Yes, my Lord and Master!" she exclaimed loudly. With that she heard the groan of his orgasm escape his lips and felt his cock begin to throb. Even if she had not been given permission to cum right then, she could not have delayed her orgasm any further even if her life depended on it. Her entire body was taken over with violent spasms and her moans echoed in the royal hall. This orgasm was one of the most powerful she had ever felt, and after the climax subsided she collapsed, thoroughly exhausted, upon Damion's lap. He had enough command over his body that even as his cock slowly softened within her ass he was still able to flex targetted muscles and make it twitch. Each such twitch was like an electric jolt to Xayide's body, with which he enjoyed tormenting her.
.
He then instructed her: "Get up." She wanted to remain laying upon him indefinitely, but she obeyed. He then said to Xayide, "Go bath yourself. When you are done you will dine with me in the banquet hall. You will seat yourself on the floor to the right of my chair, and you are to wear no clothing." Damion sadistically enjoyed watching Xayide descend with shaky legs down the steps and then make her way through the crowd.
.
To the other girl he commanded: "Clean my cock now." She grabbed the bowl and the towel and proceeded to do exactly that. He then stood and fastened the buttons of his fly. He then turned to the girl and said, "While Xayide is bathing you are to acquire slave collars for yourself and Xayide, which I know are in ample supply here. You will put yours on, then you will undress and seat yourself on the floor to my left in the banquet hall. Your punishment for acting without instruction shall come after I have sated my appetite for food."
.
While in search of the slave collars, the girl finally became aware of the fact that he had never asked her for her name. Not only did this somehow not bother her, but she found herself eagerly awaiting her punishment to come.
.
That, however, is another story and shall be told another time.