The Corrupted Forest

"What!" He gasped as something closed around his dick. He looked down to see that red rose bud attached to his crotch. "Why!?"

He couldn't understand why a plant would--- then it squeezed! He gasped louder and watched in horror as Knigrith stopped in her tracks and turned around. Her head tilted and slowly she approached the vines.

"Have you caught my prey, my pretties?" She said in a motherly tone; as if speaking to her offspring. The vines blocking her view tightened and she snorted. "Show me."

All humor had left her voice. Slowly but surely enough they obeyed her. The slithering vines arched up and opened. Then the raven haired women really laughed.

"A bit tied up are we?" She approached the wizard with a knowing look. She pet the red flower as she would an animal companion. In a panic he tried to blink again. His body shimmered, faded and reappeared several times.

"Not this time sweetie. Don't you feel that pleasant sap seeping into your flesh?" Her hand moved from the flower to his stomach. His muscles flinched and spasmed, causing her to smile. "Your body is so desperate. Look at you jump at my touch."

"Get away!" He cried out. "What do you want with me?"

"For you to prove to that crippled old man that my way is best for everyone." She said as her hand continued up his chest. Her fingers pinched at his chin and forced him to look at her. "For you to worship at my feet like a dog."

He moaned and his eyes rolled back as the flower's suction increased.

"It's what your body wants."

"N-ooo!"

"Don't worry, your mind will crack over time. It's too hard to think when you're too hard to think." Her words wormed their way into his skull. Yet something inside him said he didn't have permission to cum. That part of him resisted the sorceress' charms. Her arrogant smile returned as her other hand swatted at the flower. It reluctantly released his desperate member and moved off. She looked down at his twitching, bobbing dick and licked her lips.

"No one has ever made me feel the way you did. That lightning gave me chills. Show me what else you can do. Show me what you can do with this!" Her free hand once again closed around his member and squeezed. He stared into her eyes helplessly as she started to stroke.

"I can't!" He groaned out loud, clearly enjoying her touch.

"And why not? What secret are you hiding from me?" Her slender hand squeezed his tip hard and he screamed out in pain.

"I don't know what you're talking about!" He shouted back at her. His body wanted, no needed, to cum. But something held him back. He couldn't explain it. Soaked in sweat he panted and gasped for breath.

"Tell me and I'll give you the kind of pleasure that melts your mind. You'll be forever in my debt and eager to please me for eternity."

"I--" His body twitched uncontrollably, legs lashings out. He didn't plan on kicking her but he did. Knigrith doubled back, more from surprise than pain. His kicks were weak and flared out randomly. His glowing blue eyes entranced and amused her.

"Enough!" He yelled as all the blue hairs on his body lit up bright and the vines retreated quickly, as if burned. He fell back to the ground onto his knees.

"My, oh my. You are full of surprises. While you're down there..." She stepped forward, lifting her dress. Her silky smooth thighs came into view. They were soaking wet and not from sweat. Instinctively he licked his lips, remembering the divine taste of her juices.

It took all his will to resist closing that gap and lapping at her nether lips again. It didn't help when she scratched at his hair and scalp.

"What's the harm? Hmm? You've already enjoyed a taste. Make me cum with that tongue of yours and I'll give you what you want."

"You-you'll let me go?" His mind felt reduced to scrambles when his gaze locked onto her tasty snatch. He didn't even know why he listened to her.

She said, with a soothing voice, "If that's what you want, after I cum."

Her hand pulled him forward. The blue glow flickered out from his eyes, yet remained on his body. She placed his head mere inches from her pussy, wanting him to take the final leap himself.

He lingered there for a moment, taking deep breaths and allowing the scent to melt his resistance. Escape was a notion far from his mind at the moment. He licked his lips, barely coming into contact with her wet skin. A second later he couldn't hold back any longer. The young wizard's head shot forward, closing the gap and sealing his lips.

Enorim's cheeks hallowed as he sucked hard, causing Knigrith to gasp pleasantly. Her hand kept rubbing the back of his head, while her other kept her dress pulled up at her waist. His mind struggled to think as he savored her delicious taste.

"Oh that's so good. You're a talented young man." Her hand gripped his head hard as her hips began to buck. She fucked his face as he slid his tongue along her slit. Then he stuck his tongue out as far as he could, deep within her. "Yes! Just like that!"

Her thighs tightened around his head as her knees buckled.

The vines began to get bold again, slithering down into the clearing. The large mass of undulating plants descended like a curtain around them.

"By the heavens! You are good!" Her body tensed up as her breath caught in her throat. Movement barely caught her attention. Enorim doubled his efforts, keeping his tongue deep as he sucked hard, drinking in her flowing juices.

"I'm gonna, I'm going to! Oh my—" Her voice caught in her throat as building climax exploded within her loins. Vines wrapped around her limbs slowly. Three wrapped around each arm as two more slithered around her upper body. Those two circled and squeezed her breasts.

The plant texture around her tits caused her to open her scrunched up eyes, more curious than anything else. A large red flower filled her vision.

"What are you—" The flower shot forward, cutting her off. Her moans and protesting mumbles met Enorim's ears. Such a change from her screaming moans. After devouring her gushing juices he looked up. A slithering mass of vines entangled her struggling body. At that instant her body lifted up.

The young wizard fell forward onto his hands, without her body there to hold him up. By the time he regained his senses the entire area squirmed above him. They blocked his path from all sides and as he looked around pink flesh peaked his interest.

The vines attacked their own, um, creator, mother? He didn't know what to think. They held her up, slithering all over her upper body, while a vine wrapped around each ankle, holding her legs up and out. Her dripping pussy presented just for him. Enorim swallowed. He could leave right now and escape.

The young wizard couldn't help but lick his lips. The twitching member between his legs told him to get revenge. To take advantage of her while caught in her own trap. Never once thinking of tightening up his robes. That desperate little mind had control now, and it wanted to fuck.

He walked up slowly, her wet, dripping pussy his target. Lesser mind bobbing with each step. His blue eyes couldn't look away as her nether lips pulsed before his eyes. Her body gagged for it, needed it. He knew she wanted it. Another step and his hard-on met her tight sex.

A vine slithered down his back. He nudged it away with annoyance. Just about to push his hips when the vine touched him again. He rolled his eyes and reached back and grabbed it. The vine hissed. He looked back over his shoulder and saw that it wasn't a vine. He had grabbed hold of an actual snake.

He yelped and jumped as he shoved it away. His actions caused his dick to poke Knigrith's belly and point up as he jumped forward between her open legs. Once his feet touched the ground again his member sent pleasurable waves up his spine, pinned between his stomach and her pussy.

Violet energy shot out from the mass of vines and her legs sprung free. Those legs quickly wrapped around his waist as she bucked her hips. Enorim's eyes opened wide in shock as her wet lips slid along his cock. The act snapped him back to reality. He had come so close to giving up his virginity to his enemy.

Anger more than guilt filled his mind. It's not like he had saved it for a special woman or anything. But nonetheless... He couldn't give it to her. She boasted that he'd worship at her feet. He resolved just then to make sure that never happened.

He reached down to her interlocked ankles and pulled. With his muscles strained he remembered how exhausted that fight and flight had been. He couldn't tear her legs off of him. Her waist kept forcefully bucking at such an angle he feared he'd slip into her.

Enorim couldn't help but look up her body and watch as the vines slithered and squeezed. Her muffled moans barely reached his ears. The closer his body got to that desperate need for release, the more his mind became clear. His clear mind wanted to get away. Yet his body wanted to stay.

He felt her clit rub against his tip and he let out his own moan. Just a little more and he'd slip in. Just one thrust to see what it felt like. That's it and he'd pull out. His mind fought back with his body. His rational mind knew if he couldn't loosen her legs now, then he'd never be able to, once he slid within that warm tunnel of carnal delight.

He thought about trying to blink one more time. Just picture the path, he thought to himself. With his mind focusing on the path and not the silky pussy against him he attempted it. The wizard's body fizzled out and back a few times. Something hot squeezed his throbbing dick and he looked down. Still within her legs but now his entire penis glistened.

Blue eyes opened wide. Did he? That doesn't count, does it? Questions and thoughts ran through his mind in a panic.

Without even thinking bolts of lightning flashed between his fingertips. His hands grabbed her hips and she screamed into the flower. The raven haired woman's lower body shook violently as her pussy gushed. Enorim couldn't hold back his own grunt. The effects washed over onto him as well.

The attack backfired, and he felt his body tense up, balls ready to blow! His head rolled back as a mass of vines closed in around him. His only chance to escape had vanished because of the needs of his dick!

"I can't hold it!" He moaned out. All the blue flashed bright on his body as the climax built.

FLASH!

A blue spark went out around his midsection. The vines retreated from him and his body flung backwards. He slid and rolled upon the rough pathway, robes ripping in the process. For a long moment he couldn't move. Minutes, hours, days... He didn't know. He laid there completely exhausted, without any clue as to what had happened.

All he knew was that after he landed on the path, the vines closed back up around Knigrith. They'd have an angry sorceress to deal with if she ever got out.

******

The journey back felt like an eternity but he finally arrived back at the secret tree house. His long rest did nothing to rejuvenate his magic energies. His connection to the ley-line proved to be a form of addiction. He loved magic and needed it to survive. He'd been exposed to it for too long.

That thought made him wonder. If he got his power directly from the ley-line, then where did Knigrith get her power from? She didn't have access to it. And on that note, her magic had been a different shade. Did that mean there were different types of magic? Some more pure than others perhaps. She used hers for personal gain. Perhaps she once used the ley-line but corrupted her source of it?

The tree house felt so good compared to that twisted part of the forest. Wildlife carried on outside and birds sung their songs. So peaceful.

He stumbled inside with his tired body hardly able to stand. He looked around upon entry. Something wasn't right. The little chipmunk that always greeted him... Didn't. He went to call out but his exhausted mind realized he never gave the little guy a name. He just showed up one day and stayed. Their friendship flourished over time. Which may or may not have been because of the food Enorim provided.

He chuckled at the thought of his friend only caring about the food.

Weakly he made his way into a back room, only to find the trap door already open. He peered down below into the darkness and called out in a hoarse voice.

"Master Proteus are you back?"

No reply.

The young wizard pondered for a moment and shrugged. Slowly and carefully he climbed down the ladder and walked through a dark tunnel. The tunnel curved and reflective light danced upon the wall. Blue light, the same as all his highlights. His heart warmed at the thought of meditating within the chamber.

He moved around the last bend into the chamber. A large pool of water filled three quarters of the room, the direct connection to the earth's ley-line of powerful magic. One of the last remaining in the world—that they knew about, anyway.

His peaceful thoughts were interrupted when he spotted a form sitting within the waters. His master's one strict rule above all others. Never go into the water! Yet sitting there chest deep in the sparkling blue waters was a fae woman. She had light green skin and long, dark green hair. Within her hands sat a petrified chipmunk that she slowly pet lovingly.

Her red lips smiled at him and her green eyes sparkled. Her face visibly lit up once she saw him.

"Yay! You passed the test!"

Enorim looked at her with confusion. "What test? Who, what was she?"

She giggled at the look on his face.

It all came flooding back to him. His first encounter with her, having found her laying outside after a loud crash and bang. The first thought that came to mind made him furious. His face turned red and he shouted.

"You sent me against Knigrith defenseless and without my staff!"

She giggled again, the wizard's anger clearly not threatening her. "Not completely. She couldn't control your mind, could she?"

She smiled wider and it all made sense to him. The raven haired woman said she felt an ancient ward on his soul and mind. It didn't, however, explain the test she spoke of.

Her eyes twinkled and he got a distinct feeling that she could read him like a book.

"My energy has long been dormant. I wouldn't have been any use fighting the evil witch." She let the little animal go and it scurried off. "You had to prove that you were worthy of my help. You proved it!" She beamed, overly excited.

Enorim's legs gave out and he fell to the ground. His exhausted body unable to stand any longer. He couldn't find words to retort with, and sat there listening.

"I'm regaining my strength, but it'll take time. How about a little wager?" She spoke so quickly he could hardly keep up. Her bright green eyes stared at him with affection and humor. The young wizard felt too tired to argue, and absentmindedly nodded weakly.

"If you can resist cumming for one week while I recover, I'll grant you all the assistance you'll need to defeat the witch, and then go back into hibernation until the forest needs me again. However if you can't resist and cum before the week is done... I'll grant the power to your master and take you as my personal fuck-toy for all eternity. Doesn't that sound positively fun?"

The fae spoke so fast the young wizard could hardly keep up. She stared at him as her eyes flashed—Enorim fell asleep.

******

The sun had set as Enorim slowly walked back towards the tree house. Grass tickled his bare feet as he walked. The peaceful sounds of wildlife calmed his heart during his evening walk.

He returned home and walked through the wards, passing into the tree house. A squeaking caused him to smile as he bent down and pat the chipmunk's head before feeding him. His little buddy always brought a smile to his face.

The young wizard attempted to end the night studying but couldn't focus. The words on the pages didn't make sense. He sat there for a moment distracted. Whispers echoed throughout the room that he couldn't make out. Yet they were alluring.

Absentmindedly the young man got up and sought out their source. They led him down the dark tunnel towards the blue swirling waters.

"Cum to me... Obey. Listen to your desires."

The waters came into view and the edges of his vision blurred. Standing before him curling her fingers suggestively was the most beautiful creature he'd ever seen.

The more he focused the more he swore there were two different images. They both were the same woman. Light green skin, dark green hair that framed an angelic face. Her bright green eyes held his gaze. Yet if he focused hard enough her visage shifted. He couldn't explain it but he got a chilling feeling from it.

The woman's hands squeezed her gravity defying chest and twisted her hard nipples.

"Cum to me." She practically moaned out the words, with a smile forming on her red luscious lips. The form he couldn't focus on reminded him of a select number of ancient books. The form that captivated his attention reminded him of the fae queen Tatiana. He had seen her picture in one of the books.

A delicate hand caressed his cheek as she batted her eyelashes. When had she moved? Those bright orbs never blinked and he struggled to force his own. They stung and began to water as he stared into her hypnotic eyes. She leaned slightly forward and lightly kissed his lips.

"Lose yourself to me." She planted more insistent pressure upon his lips. This time he couldn't hold back and returned the attention.

A hand at his waist caused his muscles to spasm. His own hands circled around her lower back and up. They slid along her smooth, tight body until -- her hands shot to his wrists and pulled them down to her firm ass. He groaned into her mouth as he squeezed. Completely lost to her sparkling eyes, he didn't think twice about the leathery substance upon her back.

Her hands loosened their grip on his wrists and ran up his arms to his chest. They curled into his robes and opened the cloth as her hands continued down his body. When they curled around his member he groaned more forcefully. Their tongues twirled around each other's. The young wizard squeezed her firm ass and pulled her body against him. His hard dick slid between her thighs, rubbing against her moist pussy along the way.

The feeling reminded him of his dual with Knigrith and he blinked finally. He pulled back from their kiss as her thighs tightened, causing him to moan.

"Can you hold it for seven days?" She had the sexiest pout he'd ever heard.

What did she mean by that? The blurred edges of his vision began to swirl around. The green woman smiled sweetly, almost arrogantly.

~~ He woke up with a gasp. His throbbing erection created a tent within his sheets. That dream had been vivid and extremely hot. He couldn't help himself as he laid back down, grabbing hold of his member, squeezing hard.

A few quick strokes and the blue eyed man started panting. She had been so sexy, and her voice! He groaned as he remembered her words. 'Lose yourself to me.'

His body shook as he repeated the words in his head. About to give in, eyes glazed over and sleepy, about to cum! 'Can you hold it for seven days?'

That sentence caused him to stop. What had she meant by that? The question barely formed as he pushed it away. It had just been a dream. A very vivid, very sexy and real dream. Nothing more. His hands continued.

The pressure built up again and he pumped faster. Nothing would stop him this time—

"Ow! That hurt!"

The little chipmunk had bitten his neck just before he burst. The bite had startled him fully awake. The small animal jumped repeatedly, freaking out.

"What has gotten into you?" He rubbed his neck. The chipmunk squeaked in response. "What do you mean, it wasn't a dream? How do you know what's going on in my head?"

A series of quick, high pitched squeaks followed.