Chapter 8

“Stand up and stop rolling around on the ground like an animal.” Amelia huffed.

I stood up eagerly. Even though my balls still ached from when I hit them earlier, I would do anything to please her.

“So, here’s the deal. Tara is in her room alone. Those two fucking fan boy knights are probably still lurking around. I’ll go distract them and lure them away from her room.” She reached into her cleavage and pulled out a hotel card, and held it out to me. “This is her room card. I want you to enter her room and rape her. You must deflower her, and do it as violently and as traumatizingly as you can. I want her to remember this forever.”

I had reached out to grab the card, but when I heard her orders, my hand froze. “R-rape her? Wh-why?”

“Are you questioning me?” She snarled.

“N-no! Never, my mistress!” I took the card and lowered my head.

She reached out and lifted my chin, and then chuckled. “You must like her. I’m one of the best mages at Bewitching, but while I can make you follow my every command, I can’t change your existing feelings for other women. It’s truly vexing!”

When she said that last part, her expression dropped, and when she pulled her hand away, her nail scratched my chin, causing it to bleed.

“I’m sorry, mistress. You are the only woman in my eyes.” I told her.

“Hmph… you think I want some third-rate knight like you? You’re just convenient. My original plan was to bewitch one of those two idiots and compel them to do the job, but luckily, you showed up. It would have been riskier using them. They’re more resistant and come from major families. This would cause a scandal,” She let out a snicker as she looked me up and down. “But you… you’re perfect. A pathetic knight from a third-rate school lusts after a childhood friend, and after meeting her again and drinking to excess, he can’t hold himself back and takes advantage of her and ruins her future. I couldn’t write a more tragic tale!”

“I haven’t been drinking, though?” I tilted my head.

“Who cares, idiot!” She stomped on my foot with her heel, but I kept myself from hopping around even though I was in pain. “As long as you have your way with her, just go to the bar after and drink until you can’t remember anything. When you wake up, you’ll probably already be behind bars.”

“Um… mistress…”

“I just wish I could see her face when she becomes lucid enough to realize what’s happening to her. To realize her childhood friend is taking advantage of her and ruining her innocence…” She looked euphoric as she spoke in her little world. “Wait! I can see it. You just need to record it for me. Record yourself and send me her reaction as she begs you to know why. Just thinking about it makes me want to cream my panties!”

“Mistress…”

“What?” She snapped. “Oh, you want to know why I want to ruin your childhood friend’s life like this?”

“I do, but…”

“Hmph, well, you have me in a good mood. So, I suppose you can know why. I’ll just order you to forget it after. Or better yet, you can remember when you’re in prison. It’s not like anyone would believe you by then anyway. I spent all year becoming Tara’s close friend and confidant, but the truth is, I hate the bitch! She’s Griffin’s rising star. All the boys want to be her knight, and all the girls idolize her. I just want to kick her off her throne. Is that so bad?”

“Yes… I mean no…” She raised an eyebrow as I spoke, causing me to speak faster. “I mean to say, how can I sleep with her? She has a spell that protects her virginity. If I try, I won’t even be a man anymore.”

“I can live with that.” She laughed, but when I continued to stare at her, she rolled her eyes. “Yes, I know, you can’t exactly get it in if it’s already rotting off. If you failed to defile her, then everything I planned would be for naught. Relax, I also prepared for that. Take this.”

She pulled a ring off her finger and then held it out. I reached for it, but she closed her hand tightly, stopping me from taking it.

“Mistress?”

“This ring… is very valuable to me. It was very difficult to acquire.”

“What is it?” I asked for her benefit, as it seemed like Amelia liked to brag.

“I suppose… you’d call it a skeleton key.” She stated, pursing her lips. “It allows the wearer to bypass the chastity ward.”

My eyes widened. “Could such a thing exist? Why?”

“There are instances where someone who isn’t the girl herself might need to check up there.” She responded stiffly, her cheeks pink. “Doctors, for example. They’d rather not face a spell backlash, and removing it and then putting it back would be a hassle, so these rings were created. It’s only issued to certain special doctors, and its use is highly regulated. An unregulated sealbreaker like this is something money cannot buy. Do you understand?”

She finally opened her hand.

“I’ll guard it with my life!” I announced, taking it carefully.

“More than your life! Once you have finished my orders, you will put them in an envelope and leave them in my purse, which I left on Tara’s bathroom counter last night. Naturally, make sure she doesn’t see you do this.”

“Mistress has thought of everything!”

“I have… haven’t I?” She giggled. “Now, I will go distract those idiots. Wait five minutes, go up to her room, rape her, record it, send me the recording, hide the ring, and then go to the lobby and get shit-faced drunk in the bar until you’re arrested. Am I missing anything?”

“Um… your number?” I spoke helplessly.

“Oh… well, give me your phone.” She snatched my phone. “You better delete my number after sending me the video. Send everyone on your contact list the video. That way, it will spread, and they won’t be able to cover it up. Tcht… why do you have so many girl contacts? Nevermind, they’ll all find out your scum in a little bit.”

She practically threw the phone at me when she finished entering her number, and I juggled with it before getting a grip.

“Thank you, mistress!”

“Hmm… if you weren’t going to be my scapegoat, I’d let you lick my feet as an award, but since this is the last time I’ll be seeing you in person, you’ll just have to fantasize about it from your prison cell. When you’re done with all of my previous tasks, forget we ever spoke. You can remember again five years from now.”

“Okay, mistress!”

She nodded one last time and then walked out of the room. I went to sit on her bed, but then thought she might not like that, so I remained standing. As I stood there, I began to feel a strange tickling on my demonic mark. I felt like it had been enough time, so I headed out the door. As I head down the hallway, the burning in my arm grows hotter as did the dizziness grows. I headed up the stairway, but by the time I reached the top, the world was spinning.

I tried to continue, managing somehow to stumble to Tara’s door, but as I reached it, card in my hand, the surreal scene I just experienced came rushing back to me. “What the fuck?”

“Hmph! Have you finally snapped out of it?” An angry voice sounded out.

“Andromeda?” The woman herself suddenly stepped out into the hallway, even though there was no one there a moment earlier.

“To think, some intermediate-level mage wannabe bitch dared to bewitch one of my minions!” She growled.

“That’s right…” I blinked a few times. “I was bewitched.”

“She explained it to you, didn’t she?” Andromeda rolled her eyes. “I suppose I only have myself to blame. My demonic mark affords you certain resistances to certain enchantments, including charm spells, but I haven’t taught you how to use it. Well, you need merit first…”

“You broke my bewitched?”

“You should feel lucky I detected when you suddenly put on a powerful artifact. To think, that dumb bitch handed you a sealbreaker artifact just like that!” She suddenly looked a bit giddy. “I picked a good one!”

“Is this ring that valuable?” I asked, looking down at the ring now on my finger.

The sealbreaker ring was a tarnished silver band with a large red ruby in the center. It was rather simple in appearance, and I never would have guessed its value if someone hadn’t told me.

“Every artifact is valuable.” She huffed. “However, the demonic realm struggles to get its hands on mortal artifacts. This one would be worth enough to cause two cults to go to war against each other! Plus, it will make it much easier for you to complete your goal.”

“That’s right…” I winced. “It will allow me to… with Tara…ow!” Andromeda hit me in the back of the head.

“Are you that ultra-focused?” Andromeda growled. “Tell me, did you even check her in the grimoire?”

“I did as you said! I didn’t learn anything about Tara.”

She put her hand up to her face. “You are dense. I wasn’t talking about her. I was talking about Amelia!”

“Amelia?” I blinked, but I realized that after everything that just happened, it’d be stranger if she didn’t have some kind of opinion of me.

I looked both directions. I was still in front of Tara’s door, but I hadn’t opened it. Supposedly, Tara was inside, unconscious, and drunk. Amelia had ordered me to defile her, but that was while I was bewitched. Now that I had my right mind, there was no way I could do that. However, another thought struck me. With a gulp, I took my card and swiped it into her lock. The door unlocked, and I gulped. Andromeda crossed her arms and waited.

I softly opened the door and stepped into the dark room. I was immediately enveloped in Tara’s scent. It reminded me of my childhood, back when the pair of us were inseparable. I could barely make out her form under the comforters in her bed, but that wasn’t my goal. Instead, I slipped into her bathroom and gently closed the door. A moment later, a purple glow filled the room as I opened up the grimoire.

I turned to a new page, and immediately Amelia’s information began to fill it out.

Name: Amelia Sandhorn

Age: 16

Height: 162 cm

Sizes: 83 cm, 50 cm, 81 cm

Occupation: Student (Mage)

Sex Level: Virgin (Inexperienced)

Sexual Kink: Submission, Lack of Control

Greatest Insecurity: Her Inferiority is Discovered

Relationship Level: 1 (Familiar)

Bios: Amelia Sandhorn is a student at Griffin Mage Academy. The middle child of three kids, she had an inferiority complex. Tara is a mirror that showcases all of her shortcomings, which makes her want to destroy Tara. Her strong desire to control the world around her manifests in sexual excitement when she loses control. She fears being in charge and ultimately wants to be submissive to others.

I read the entry three times before I finally put it down. She was a strange girl. She simultaneously resented those above her, but was also afraid of being on top herself. This all stemmed from her inferiority complex. Since she couldn’t be at the top, she just wanted to pull those at the top down to make her feel better. This was why she targeted Tara. Andromeda was right. This was information I could use.

I reached out and grabbed the purse sitting tucked into a corner. After looking through it, I found a spare of her room key. Grabbing the purse, I turned out the light and left the bedroom. I glanced one last time in Tara’s direction. Our time would come, but at the moment, I had something else to do. I left her room and quickly headed off down the hallway. Amelia said she was keeping the knights distracted, but who knew how long that would last?

I headed back down to Amelia’s room and then used the key and open the door. I had been extremely nervous when I had brought Amelia into this room in the beginning. My mind had been a jumbled mess, and I had been ready to flee with my tail between my legs. Yet, now, I felt completely steady. I stepped into her room and let the door close behind me.

“What?” Amelia sat up in her bed.

She had a desk lamp on, so I was able to see her. She was wearing a lavender silk nightgown that clung to her curves. Her orange and black anamalia tail patted the bed nervously. Her tabby ears twitched with irritation. The golden eyes that had bewitched me earlier were now cautious. She was quite pretty, although not as good-looking as Tara.

“Tara is better than you, that’s for sure.” I couldn’t help but chuckle.

Her face flashed with anger. “Did you finish the job? That was quick. That’s what I get for sending a virgin. Why have you come here?”

I smiled as a reason came to me. “I’m here to collect my reward.”

“Wh-what?” She asked incredulously. “What reward?”

“You said I’d get to lick your feet.” I responded, “I’m just taking what’s my due!”

I tossed up the bottom of her blanket and reached out and grabbed one of her feet, pulling it toward me, dragging her whole body.

“H-h-hey!” She cried out. “Sto-ahhh!”

I immediately licked her foot with my tongue, one long lick down the arch. She let out a girlish cry. It turned out I was right. I was friends with countless women, so I was usually a good read on women. The way she took care of herself, and especially when she commented on me licking her feet, I realized she had a foot fetish. It wasn’t at the same level as a kink, but it was clear she took very good care of her feet. Perhaps, it was the part of her body she was most confident in.

“You have very cute feet,” I told her. “Of course, it doesn’t make up for the rest of you in my opinion.”

“Who asked for your opinion any-waaaahhh!” She cried out as I sucked on her big toe.

“Did you like that?” I asked as I pulled her toe out of my mouth. “Your moans are quite slutty. I’m afraid our neighbors will hear them and think I’m with a prostitute. For you’re own reputation, you might want to keep your mouth shut.”

“How dare you… haaah… aahahhh!” She cried out as I stuck my tongue between her toes, one after another.

“You’re a very noisy girl. I’m afraid we can’t have that.” I pulled back for a moment, much to her relief, “Open your mouth.”

“What?” She asked in confusion, “Why?”

“Amelia…” I spoke up, a threat in her eyes, “I wasn’t asking. Open your mouth!”

She glared at me, “This isn’t over. I’ll make you regret thi- Mmmm!”

“There you go, quieter.” I shoved her leggings into her mouth.

These were an extra pair she had in her purse. I quickly tied them down. My heart was racing. I couldn’t believe what was happening, but perhaps the most unbelievable thing was that she wasn’t even struggling. She glared at me and tried to talk through her gag, but she didn’t attempt to stop me at all. Since that was the case, I returned to torturing her feet. She let out cries and moans every time I licked her, her feet occasionally kicking, but never pulling away. It was like she was completely at my mercy, even though no restraints were holding her down.

“A-are you happy now? You have your reward.” She had managed to spit out her gag, and her tears were running down her face as she glared at me hatefully.

“How could I be satisfied with just this?” I smirked, suddenly pulling her legs apart. “Just look how wet you’ve become.”

“Ah!” She cried out, trying to close her thighs together. “That’s… not true… your tongue was ticklish and I… peed a little.”

“Amelia,” I smiled. “You don’t have to lie to me. Stop lying to yourself as well. I know what you want.”

I reached into my pants and pulled out my dick. As soon as she saw it, her eyes went from misty to fearful.

“No!” She cried immediately used all her strength to close her legs. “You are not allowed to do that! I order you to put that thing away!”

I smirked and then leaned over her. She leaned back, but her head stopped at the pillow, and my mouth came right up to her ear.

“Why would I ever do what you ordered?”

Her eyes widened, and her body shook uncontrollably. “Y-you’re not bewitched?”

“Nope.” I grabbed her panties and tore them off her legs as best I could with them closed. “And tonight, you’re going to experience what you wanted to do to Tara.”

“Stop! We can’t! I have a chastity spe-” She froze, her eyes falling to my hand as realization struck her.

“You know… that look almost makes you look as cute as Tara… almost.”

“Stop! Please… I order you! If you don’t, I’ll… Mmm!” I plugged her mouth with the leggings again and made sure they were tighter this time.

“You know, you’re done taking orders. It’s time you took some orders.” I grinned. “Now, spread your legs!

I was just getting started with Amelia. We were going to enjoy a long night together filled with many firsts. The demonic mark on my arm tingled, but for the first time since I had gotten it, that tingle felt good.