Sexcraft Chronicles: Book 1: Caroline’s Quest – Chapter 1 – Rescue

Author’s Note: As a brief warning, this story contains explicit, graphic and not always pleasant sex. There won’t be any sadistic or abusive stuff (not really), but there will be some rape and non-consensual sex. There’s actually a mild (I think) rape scene in the first chapter. It won’t always be like this and there will actually be some normal and decent sex.

There will be gay sex and lesbian sex eventually, but mostly straight stuff. Also, there will be incest even though the relatives in this story have never met each other. It’s kind of like a love story at the same time but not really. I can’t quite explain it properly, so your best bet at understanding my ramblings is to just read the chapter and review.

That way, I’ll know what to edit and change for the next story. Suggestions for sex scenes are accepted, but do send them to me via PM instead of comments as I prefer those for actual reviews and constructive feedback. But enough said or I’ll bore you to tears. So without any further ado, here is my latest contribution to this fine community!

And now, introducing…

THE SEXCRAFT CHRONICLES

Book 1: Caroline’s Quest

Chapter 1: Rescue

Caroline was an odd name for a witch. But then again, Caroline wasn’t just any witch. She was an extremely rare kind of magic wielder, one who could use an ancient craft that was believed to be lost for hundreds upon thousands of years: Sexcraft.

Sexcraft, Caroline’s unique magical ability, was an ancient form of magic used in a time when the realm was still young, wild, and untamed. It was wildly practiced when such things like prejudice and bigotry did not exist. Things like rape and abuse were foreign, alien concepts back in those days.

Caroline knew this first hand, for she was an Immortal. Because of her Sexcraft, her continual use of it kept her body alive. Her Sexcraft was a very unique ability in that when she had sex with someone, she could manipulate her partner’s orgasm (whether male or female) into a magical energy and use it to do her bidding.

If she was fucking or sucking another magical, she could replenish her magic, power, strength, and endurance by lapping up her partner’s cum. As a form of self defence, she could also force whoever she wished to watch erotic visions that weren’t always pleasant. It might have been her target’s worst sexual fear and Caroline could bring it alive to torment her enemies or anyone who gave her a hard time (no pun intended).

But for all of Caroline’s unique powers, she had one drawback that made her stick out like a sore thumb: Her looks. That’s right. Because of the magical blood that flowed through her veins, Caroline’s skin was a dark red. It was smooth and soft but oh so red. Her eyes had no pupils or irises either. Instead, they were an electric green.

If that wasn’t bad enough, her ears were slender and pointed like an elf’s. She had an angular face, high cheekbones, and slanted eyebrows very much like her elvish cousin. Her build was different too then a normal woman’s or even an elf’s for that matter. She was incredibly tall, six to seven feet easy. Her arms were muscular and strong but not overly huge like a man’s.

Even so, she had an hourglass figure and a heart-shaped face. Her teeth were gleaming even if she had just eaten a rotten carcass seconds ago. But thankfully, she did have a few normal things about her. They were, not necessarily in that order, a nice flat stomach that would make most females green with envy, a cute pair of pert smaller breasts, and a clean-shaven vagina.

She hated having hair down there as it got in the way of a hot fuck or someone eating out her pussy. She rarely called her ‘water hole’ a vagina; the term was so archaic! She preferred using slutty words like cunt and pussy. She was a half-demon after all. That was Caroline’s only reason behind her ability to Sexcraft. It was also a clue behind her Immortality as almost every single other Sexcraft user had died out by now.

So Caroline walked the land alone, never truly satisfied. Due to no one like her, she was barely content with the orgasms she got from screwing humans or elves. She preferred to stay with the more ‘humanoid’ creatures because if word got out that she was a monster slut then there would be no stopping the onslaught of cocks waiting to fill her tight pussy.

Caroline had often fantasised about it though. She hadn’t had a decent fuck in ages. She had been travelling land aimlessly and had not found anyone worthy of her. It was tough to find a partner too as Caroline had to keep her real identity a secret. Humans thrived nowadays and they controlled the land in a largely medieval setting.

They did not trust magic or magic users, and had conducted a number of witch hunts that resulted in many deaths of her lesser sisters. What’s more, the humans lumped all magical creatures together. They were all just called “monsters” and even the stately, graceful, and regal elves were classified as demons.

Actually, Dark Elves could have been demons with their dark, almost black, skin and their silver white hair. Both male and female Dark Elves looked like this, unlike their fair-skinned elvish cousins hence their name difference. While elves were like kings and queens, Dark Elves cared little for politics or law.

They were a warring race and attacked anyone who provoked them. But due to the humans’ dominance, they only regressed to occasional raids or skirmishes. They were still a thorn though and it was wise to avoid a woodland dubbed a “Dark Forest” as that was where Dark Elves would most likely reside. But Caroline wasn’t afraid of them.

Actually, she had gotten most of her fucks from them since they were an open and free people. It was not uncommon for many Dark Elves to walk around naked in their forests as no human or other race dared to enter it.