WARNING

SLIGHT SEXUAL ABUSE 

The Dark Magician’s Revenge 

Chapter 2; 

She became increasingly flustered and anxious as her gaze became ensnared by Gerard's impressive manhood.  

"Evanora, are you all set?"As his masculine essence gently caressed the entrance to her womanhood, he breathed seductively in a deep, sultry tone.  

And she couldn't help but admit, oh my, he was quite the eye-catcher. His ample bosom and his luscious golden locks glistened alluringly under the enchanting moonlit sky. 

"Ahhh…" She experienced an irresistible desire to feel his presence deep within her, and she let out a gentle exhale through her subtly parted lips.."Y-yes, please e-enter me, Gerard." 

She was filled with anticipation, delicately parting her legs, granting him effortless entrance to her intimate depths.

He showered her with a seductive smile, whispering, "You're such a naughty little vixen."

Caressing the supple curves of her thighs, he sensually guided his throbbing desire into the depths of her womanhood. Even in the sultry darkness, he was starting to radiate with a heightened allure, his glistening perspiration cascading down his brow.

Little did she know, as Gerard plunged his throbbing member deep within her core, his grin morphed into a wicked smirk. With irresistible allure, he swiftly seized her delicate arms, firmly restraining her on the inviting bed, and sensually pressed his luscious lips against her ear. Saying, "You, my dear magician, are a fool," 

Suddenly, a bone-chilling metal cuff constricted around her wrists, mercilessly binding her hands together.   

"Ahhh…G-G-Gerard?!?" She unleashed a blood-curdling shriek of terror and an agonizing moan as he relentlessly plunged his monstrous appendage into and out of her most intimate depths.

At first, she brushed it off as one of his obsessions and tried to laugh it off. Once, in the adult book she discovered, she even read about the concept of fetishizing. Occasionally, males wanted to be dominant in the bedroom, and at times they wanted to hurt their spouses physically.

Evanora moaned with pleasure and anticipation as Gerard passionately ravished her with his impressive member, his laughter filling the air with an intoxicating blend of desire and ecstasy. "Hahahahaha"  

"Ahhh…"  "G-Gerard. What-what's happening? "Hmmm…" Amidst sultry moans, she finally inquired.

"Ugghh…"  

"Hmmm…." 

As the intensity of the pain grew from his forceful actions, she tightly closed her eyes. She experienced intense pain as his sex organ seemed to be causing significant damage.

‘Painful as it is…’  As a result of intense pain, she contorted her face into a grimace, while a slight surge of anger reverberated within her mind. ‘I have to stop him…’ 

Evanora, with her crimson eyes, opened them with an intense glow. She silently muttered a spell in her mind and fixed a fierce gaze upon Gerard. The magic that was supposed to take control of his body and enable her to manipulate his actions never materialized.

Her words came out in a squeak: "My magic, I can't use it," and she quickly clamped her mouth shut. ‘It appears that something is holding it at bay. Is it Gerard!?!?’ 

Gerard leaned in so close to her face that they were almost about to collide.  He wore a wide and satisfied sneer filled with malice.  “Did you finally get it, my darling magician?” 

The tip of his index finger was resting softly on her aghast lips. “You may find pleasure in this seeing as it will be your last moment in life.” 

“Aren't you overjoyed to have me dwelling inside you at last, my lovely magician?” He displayed a sneering grin and averted his gaze from her face, directing his attention towards the ceiling. 

"Since you helped me out so much, I figured it was only fair to satisfy your every want. Me, for just the evening.” He chuckled while delivering a forceful thrust, deeply penetrating her. 

“I've got to give it to you; you're a tight one. If you are executed, it will be a shame.” As he gave her another devilish grin, he pitted the top of his finger.  "Perhaps it would be best if I had you serve me in my private quarters, where I could enjoy your body at my leisure." 

Evanora responded with a chilling gaze and a furious shout.

 "I REFUSE!" 

She convulsed violently in his clutches, her fury steadily intensifying. "GERARD, LET ME GO!" 

“Why would I ever do such a stupid thing? I am fully aware of your abilities as a magician, my dear.”  He sensually leaned in once more, capturing her lips with an insatiable hunger, leaving her breathless. 

Evanora blinked, intentionally biting his lower lip, resulting in it bleeding. Despite the presence of blood dripping from the corners of their mouths, he persisted in kissing her with fervor. His sharp claws scraped against her restrained wrists, causing blood to trickle down and stain her arms. 

She closed her eyes tightly in response to the intense throbbing ache. As he increased the intensity and force of his actions, she found herself developing a hidden attraction to the treatment. 

Reluctantly, she yielded to him, though she remained cautious due to the pleasant sensation. Because her magic had been sealed away, she was now helpless and unable to flee. According to him, it seemed like the most sensible decision for her to maximize the limited time she had left. And then, shortly before her death, she vowed to curse and haunt him as a vengeful ghost... 

After a prolonged period of time, he had completed the act of ejaculating his sperm into her. Saying, "Damn, that was really good, Evanora."  

His fingers delicately brushed aside a few beautiful tendrils of her luscious hair, revealing the captivating contours of her face. “My lovely magician, you truly performed miracles tonight.” 

He sensually planted a tender kiss upon her delicate forehead before gracefully departing.  

"Haaaa... Haaaa..."  Evanora huffed angrily, unable to muster the energy to move more than a few inches. ‘Will I die right now?’ As she pondered, her eyelids gradually lowered, enveloping her vision in darkness, leaving her with nothing but a void to perceive.

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Evanora slowly opened her eyes, feeling a heavy sigh escape her as she anticipated the daunting task of revisiting the difficult experience. Despite his status as the crown prince, there was no obligation for him to embody traits such as kindness, gentleness, and strength.  

Why was she still alive? That was all she could wonder. ‘I thought he was the one who threatened to murder me after that. Or maybe he changed his mind and really did want me to serve as his bedchamber slave.’  

It had been a few days since that fateful day.  And if her memory served her properly, this was the festival commemorating the expulsion of the demon army from the empire. Which was all because of her. 

‘Will I be so lucky as to get out of here?’ In the dimly lit prison cell, she muttered quietly to herself, her words barely audible amidst the soft glow of the moonlight. 

The ethereal orbs were still hovering anxiously around her body. 

She felt a sense of defeat as she looked down at the grimy ground, causing her shoulders to droop. "I'm really useless, aren’t I?" 

Tears filled her eyes, cascading down her cheeks and leaving damp marks on the floor below her. 

"No, I can't. I need to muster all my might and…” With a gentle touch, her pink hair caressed her cheeks, framing her face. Suddenly, her blood-red eyes snapped open, filled with a fiery intensity, radiating anger. 

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A bit later, she became aware of an approaching sound. 

Step 

Step 

Step 

She said, "Tch," beneath her breath, in a furious tone. "For sure, it's Gerard who's trying to intimidate me."  

A sly grin spread across her face. ‘Bring it, Gerard.’  

step 

step 

step 

The noise that had been heard outside her cell had now reached its destination and suddenly stopped. The vicinity surrounding the gates of her prison was enveloped in darkness, making it challenging for her to discern the identity of the visitor.

Click  

The sound of the cell door opening made her laugh. "Have you come to abuse me, Gerard, or use me for your own sexual pleasure?" 

Creak   

Soft footsteps entered her cage and stopped directly in front of her as the door was eased open. As she peered down, she spotted a pair of shoes that appeared like they belonged to a servant. 

"You're not Gerard, who are you?!?" She gave him a chilly spittle spit.

“Nothing more than an admirer, miss.” The servant respectfully lowered himself in a bow before her. As she glanced towards him, she observed his short black hair, slightly disheveled on top of his head. His face bore a serious expression, unwavering and focused. The individual appeared to be approximately 14 years old, displaying a petite stature and wearing tattered, soiled garments in a shade of brown. ‘Ten years younger,’ she thought.  

"Is that right?" She inquired with a devious grimace on her lips. "I'm not convinced, young man. I do not remember you at all." 

Somberly, he replied, "Well, I suppose it's comprehensible if you don't remember. Four years ago, you rescued me and my siblings from an attack by demons.”

Evanora blinked and raised an eyebrow in response to his claim. ‘When was it that I intervened to safeguard him and his siblings?’  She failed utterly to recall the memory, no matter how many times she attempted to. 

"You still can't remember?" With a look of complete disbelief on his countenance, he inquired and then stated "We didn't leave much of an impression, and I get that." 

He cautiously approached her imprisoned body and explained, "But you changed our entire world and our purpose." He reached out for her bound wrists. "So, thanks again, dark magician." 

As the man carefully inserted a key into the small keyhole of the shackle, he observed how the handcuffs twisted and contorted in his hands.  

Thud   

Before her gaze, the chains that had once restrained her power were now shattered and broken.

He turned on his heels and faced her with his back. "Dark Magician, leave this location immediately and do not return." 

"I'm sorry, but this was all I could do for you because I lack the strength for anything else." The boy's voice carried a subtle undertone of sadness, and she noticed that his hands were tightly clenched into fists. 

Evanora's face displayed a clear expression of disbelief. The woman was amazed by the fact that such a young child had stepped forward to help her. She had not anticipated escaping this place in this manner. 

With a radiant smile on her face, she warmly hugged the young boy from behind, encircling her arms around his waist and embracing him with a firm grip. 

She murmured, "Thank you… Thank you…." while tenderly embracing him as a mother would. 

Tears welled up in the boy's eyes, streaming down his face and leaving damp trails on his cheekbones, clothing, and her arms. 

Evanora stood up, her face contorted into a sinister grin. A sudden gust of wind struck her hair, causing it to spin wildly in the air. 

"Crown prince Gerard, be ready for your punishment."  She spoke erratically while chuckling ominously. 

"And you, child, I will seal you up in this cell in my place, and when they discover you, I will control you. I only require a small amount of your blood." 

"Yes, miss," he responded quietly before handing her his index finger. 

She said, "Good," as she touched his finger with her index finger and drew some of his blood using her magical abilities. She infused some of her magic into his blood, causing a red radiance to emanate. 

"Now then, I thank you again, child,"  The palm of her hand gently stroked his scalp, while her fingertips ran through his jet-black hair.  

step 

step 

step 

creak 

click  

She locked the cell after herself and bid him farewell as she walked through the corridors of the empire's prison.   

Her pink tresses moved back and forth as she walked, and her heavier footsteps followed the movement of her hair. Her sneering annoyance blazed across the gloomy hallway like a beacon. She was only able to speculate that all of the security personnel were present at the party since she did not see any of them, and as a result, the location was completely abandoned.

“Well, that sure simplifies things for me.” And then she let out a hearty chuckle. 

Chapter 2; End