The Battered Lamp Chapter Eighteen: The Windy Bow
The Battered Lamp Chapter Eighteen: The Windy Bow
Sex Story Author: | mypenname3000 |
Sex Story Excerpt: | The Ifrit smiled, standing fully up and strode forward, the banks of snow melting before her, exposing muddy ground, steam |
Sex Story Category: | Anal |
Sex Story Tags: | Anal, Consensual Sex, Fantasy, Female/Female, Lactation, Oral Sex, Violence |
Battered Lamp
by mypenname3000
Chapter Eighteen: The Windy Bow
Copyright 2014
Notes: Thanks to b0b for beta reading this.
Character List
Main Characters
Kyle Unmei Jr.: Half-Japanese/Half-Kurdish owner of Aaliyah and wielder of Earthbones.
Aaliyah Unmei: A Jann sent to marry the prophesied savior of the Djinn. Kyle’s First Wife.
Fatima Unmei : Kyle’s younger sister and wife, wielder of Fireheart, and in a magical coma cursed by Ms. Franklin.
Christy Unmei nee Leonardson: Kyle’s long-time girlfriend turned third wife. She was a member of Ms. Franklin’s dark coven and betrayed Kyle and Aaliyah. Out of guilt, she fled to find redemption with the Goddess Ishtar.
Nakamura Fumi: Kyle’s girlfriend. She’s a Yuki-onna, a succubus like creature that feeds on semen and will kill any man that cums in her pussy. She is in Japan looking for a way to be with Kyle. Wielder of Windfeather.
Britney Kingston: Kyle’s best friend since elementary school. She is a Rakshasa and has sworn to defend Kyle. She is a hermaphrodite and has claimed Phillipa as her mate. Wielder of Waterclaw.
Enemies
Principal Burke: A man posing as the principal of Kyle’s school and a powerful warlock who desires Aaliyah and her power.
Sultan Rashid ibn al-Marid: The despotic ruler of the Djinn and leader of the Marid clan. Wants Aaliyah dead to thwart the prophecy.
Zaritha: An Ifrit serving the despotic ruler of the Djinn and sent to kill Aaliyah. She was instead captured by Burke and forced to serve him, sent to Japan to kill Fumi and retrieve Windfeather.
Detective Donnar: The homicide detective investigating the deaths of Ms. Franklin and her coven. Kyle is his prime suspect.
Shadow: A member of Burke’s coven helping him torture Mrs. Skinner and her husband.
The Vicar: Another member of Burke’s coven, also helping him torture the Skinners.
Sable Purcell: Also known as Tourmaline, she was a member of Ms. Franklin’s witch coven. After the coven’s defeat, she serves Burke and is on a mission to kill Christy for betraying the coven.
Erinyes: The vengeful daughter of Hecate hunting Christy for betraying her oaths to the Goddess Hecate.
Ms. Franklin: The deceased servant of Burke and leader of the coven. Also known as Celestite.
Concubines
Chyna Unmei nee Coel: Kyle’s first concubine. Ms. Franklin cast a spell on Kyle and Chyna, forcing them into a slave/master relationship.
Shannon Unmei nee Coel: Chyna’s hot mom and Kyle’s second concubine.
Alexina Unmei nee Kendrick: Blonde concubine.
Carla Unmei nee Tyler: Redhead concubine.
Antoinette “Toni” Unmei nee Buckley: Cheerleader concubine.
Daniella “Ms. Capello” Unmei nee Capello: Kyle’s English teacher and concubine.
Lois Unmei nee Smilingfox: A lesbian Domme that serves Kyle as a concubine.
Ann Unmei nee Weaver: Fatima’s friend and strawberry-blonde hair.
Kayleah Unmei nee Peterson: Fatima’s bleached blonde concubine and former rival.
Teleisia Unmei nee Otis: Aaliyah’s African American concubine.
Phillipa Stoddard: Former member of Ms. Franklin’s coven where she was known as Jade. Captured by Britney, Phillipa submitted to Britney and became her mate, discovering that she is a masochist.
Other Characters
Faiza Unmei: Kyle and Fatima’s widowed mother. Has a date with Burke on Tuesday.
Mrs. Skinner: Kyle’s first period math teacher and Aaliyah’s third period math teacher. Captured by Burke and being tortured.
Braiden Smythe: Kyle’s former friend. Braiden is in love with Christy and makes passes at her.
Corey Derrickson: Kyle’s friend and master of Aleah, his concubine.
Iris: The daughter of Ishtar and the spiritual guide of Christy on her path of redemption through the Spirit Realm.
Monday, January 25th – Mount Asashi, Hokkaido, Japan
Fumi gasped as something caressed her ass as she floated in the Yukishojou-no-onsen, the hot spring Niqualmie—a spirit that dwelt on Mount Rainier—had told Fumi to visit. The moment she had floated out into the steaming water and stared up at the snowy, night sky, she had felt a kami, a divine spirit embodying the spring, watching her. She felt compelled to masturbate and her screaming orgasm seemed to have summoned it.
The kami explored her ass with a thick, fleshy appendage, sliding around, probing between her butt-cheeks with agility. It wiggled and bent, soft, not bones. It pressed between her cheeks, teasing her asshole, pleasure coursing through her. Another appendage wrapped around her side and chest, sliding around her breasts. It was a tentacle made of the spring water, leaving wet warmth behind as it slithered around her breasts, squeezing them, reaching the tops of her breasts to latch onto her nipple and suck.
“Oh, yes!” she moaned, giving into the kami’s tentacles. How very etchi. Kenji loved these type of Hentai.
More tentacles wrapped her body, sliding about her flesh, teasing her body. One wrapped around her throat, caressing her cheeks, before wiggling into her mouth. She sucked, the tentacle fucking her like a cock. She was completely at this kami’s mercy.
Fumi loved it.
She moaned around the tentacle fucking her mouth. The one teasing her asshole pushed against her sphincter, wiggling into her tight passage, pressing deep into her bowels. Wonderful! Take me! I’ll give up my entire body to your pleasure to be with Kyle.
The tentacle pumped in her ass, stabbing deep and wiggling inside her. She had never felt anything like it before. Her nerves burned, shooting pleasure through her. She writhed and splashed on the water’s surface. A second tentacle latched onto her other nipple, sucking hard, stretching her flesh.
Fuck me! Take me! I’m yours! I need it! Give me more! I want to cum so bad!
She was lifted out of the water, borne by the tentacles into the snowy night air. A breeze blew across her, drying her flesh. She didn’t feel the cold, a great heat burned inside her. Small tentacles grasped her ankles, spreading her thighs apart.
Yes! Do it! Fuck me!
A wet tentacle caressed her pussy, sliding up and down her labia, smearing her copious juices about as it teased her. She humped her hips, her legs straining against the tentacles restraining her as her body quivered in anticipation.
Fuck me! Please! Take your pleasure and give me Kyle!
A tiny tentacle teased her clitoris as the larger one nuzzled her labia. It wrapped around her small bud, gently squeezing, coaxing more pleasure out of her body. She moaned and panted as pleasure suffused every corner of her body, bringing her closer and closer to her climax.
The tentacle penetrated her pussy.
Yes!
She screamed around the tentacle fucking her mouth. Such rapture filled her. The two tentacles fucking her pussy and ass worked in tandem, driving in together, pressing against her sensitive flesh. The one in her pussy sparked off every nerve in her pussy as it wiggled and twisted about inside her, pressing on her G-spot. Her entire body tensed, her muscles fighting the tentacles restraining her as her climax hurtled towards her.
Her climax erupted through her, bathing the kami in her passion. Her holes squeezed down on the probing tentacles. Kyle’s face floated in her mind as those wonderful tentacles carried her to plateaus of pleasure she never thought were possible to reach. The rapture buffered her core like the great winds of a hurricane, stripping away everything but her pleasure and the feel of the kami violating her body with its primal hunger.
DO YOU REALLY WANT HIM? The kami’s words vibrated through her body, communicated by the tentacles. Another orgasm crashed through her.
Yes! I would give anything to be with him!
FUMI, YOU HAVE ALWAYS BEEN TOO EASILY BLINDED BY LUST! IT HAS LED YOU TIME AND AGAIN INTO HEARTBREAK!
Guilt touched her as she remembered Kenji and Shiro, the two men she thought had been her one and who died in her embrace. She never wanted that again. She wanted to hold Kyle and not harm him. I love him! I’ll give anything to be with him!
THEN YOU SHALL HAVE HIM!
All the tentacles erupted. Thick cum shot into her mouth, bitter and thick, coating her mouth and throat as she swallowed. More flooded her ass and pussy, her hungry body devouring the cum, drinking in the entity’s power. A climax contracted through Fumi, her stomach clenching and her eyes squeezed closed. Something was different inside her. A change to her hunger. The memory of Kyle’s cum shooting into her mouth flooded her mind. But he no longer tasted bitter.
He tasted sweet.
He’s the one for me now!
Water engulfed her. The entity’s tentacles withdrawing. She floated on the hot spring’s surface, joy singing inside her. She opened her eyes.
And saw nothing.
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The Ifrit huddled against the tree, sitting in a muddy puddle that boiled about her feet. The tree groaned and creaked as the blizzard hammered it’s branches, fir limbs falling to the snowy ground. It was impossible to see more than a few feet, the sudden blizzard whitening everything, hurtling snow at Zaritha’s aura of heat. The snow hissed and sputtered, steaming as it melted against her passion.
She ground her teeth. The storm wasn’t natural. Some entity had summoned it, attacking her. The power behind the storm was immense, far more than that little bitch Fumi could summon. Whatever task she had on this mountain involved this powerful spirit, and the entity was protecting her, assaulting Zaritha with the elements of water and air.
The slave bracers on her wrists burned. She was so close to the little bitch. She almost had her when the entity intervened. And the bracers knew it, compelling her to complete the task her master, the sadistic Principal Burke, had commanded her. Her fingers flexed, wishing she could rip out the dark sorcerer’s throat and bathe in his blood.
But he was human, despite his powers, and even if she didn’t have the bracers, she could not directly harm him. But Fumi wasn’t human. She was some sort of succubus, some local variety that Zaritha had never encountered, and the Ifrit was looking forward to venting her frustration out on the bitch’s hide.
A great, rumbling wave rolled through the air. Zaritha shuddered. Power had just been unleashed. The wind died. The snow abetted to a light fall, the trees stopped groaning.
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