**The Performance**
John could not really believe he was hearing right. Maybe he was still delirious from the thorough spanking he just endured or it was just his mind whispering dreams into his ear from having his balls fondled and teased for minutes. But if he was neither delirious nor mad, then this goddess just offered to give him actual useful yet unknown magical secrets for him to take home? Not some vague reference that indicated the possible existence of a hypothetical matrix that might be useful, like most adepts brought back from their journey, but a fully-fledged out ready-to-use theory that even had highly useful applications? Forget the archmage title, he would go down in history for that. And all that for the price of letting her, a beautiful woman that according to her own accounts, made man so mad with lust that he followed her for days into the woods, jerk him off? Who would even call that a price? There must be a hidden cost! But so far, she was very literal in everything she said. It was unlikely for her to go back on her word now. He moaned loudly. His balls felt so damn good. If he did not say something quickly, he could cum like that, wasting the opportunity of a lifetime.
“Yes,” John groaned into the mattress. Not really the best position to be in while you negotiate a deal, “I accept. I will offer you my seed in exchange for your knowledge”. He could feel her hands leave his balls. Not the reaction he had hoped for. “Wonderful,” she said in her deep feminine voice. “Stay like that, I will get some vials and other equipment for the semen extraction.” John did as he was told. It felt weird having his naked ass up in the air. His red cheeks slippery balls and raging hard-on were on full display for anyone who would enter. But at the same time, his legs were still shaky from his last ordeal, and the thought of sitting nearly horrified him. So he just let his head rest on his arms and waited.
He heard footsteps and peered between his legs to the door. Yaga had returned in her hands’ various alchemical tools that she lay on the bed beside him. “Ok, before we begin the extraction, let me examine you. I already checked your testicles andy you might be happy to hear that they are in excellent shape. And, considering their weight, full of your precious virgin cum.” She said that last part in a lower seductive voice full of desire. The voice alone would John make hard if he were not already. Together with her words, it sent a shiver down his spine right to the swollen tip of his penis. “Now let me check your shaft.” She said as she gently grabbed the base of John’s penis forming a ring with the index finger and thumb of her left hand. She pulled his foreskin back until his swollen wet deep red cockhead was fully exposed. John could feel his cock pulse with every heartbeat as the blood was kept from leaving his penis. “It looks fine, fully erect it is about average in length. You might want to increase that with some magic,” she added with a small giggle. “The girth is a bot above average.” John felt two fingers trailing along his glans. Slightly just like a feather. The teasing was almost unbearable. “The tip is very sensitive, production of preseminal fluid is high, that will be perfect for our purposes.” She stated in a satisfied manner.
“Now just one thing, please relax, this might feel weird at first but I assure you I will not harm you.” John by now trusted her to always keep her word. If she said she would not harm him, she would not. Regardless, as he felt a cold wet slimy finger slightly pressing against his tight sphincter, he tensed up strongly. “W-Why, what do you want in there?” He muttered, not sure how much resistance would be advisable. “Eager to learn already I see,” she said playfully. She continued to lube up his ass slightly pushing her thin finger between his muscle ring, while at the same time massaging his balls with her other hand. “There is a gland, a special kind of organ, in your anus. It is about the size of a walnut. It is partially responsible for the creation of your seed. And, since that is what we are after, I want to check if it is healthy before we begin. So just relax, I promise it will not hurt.” The gentle massage of his balls together with her soothing reaffirmation made him actually relax a bit. He did not tense again, as he felt her finger slide past his sphincter to the first knuckle. She could feel her gently and slowly move it back and forth. The sensation was weird, but not at all unpleasant. Her finger disappeared and soon came back with more lube. Now thrusting deeper, reaching the second knuckle. In a steady rhythm, Yaga took her finger almost out and thrust it back a bit further. John’s Ass started to heat up a strange tingly sensation built up at the tip of his penis. Yaga added a second finger. Now John could feel quite the pressure, not as comfortable as before but still not painful and the intensity of the feeling only increased by it.Suddenly, John’s world turned upside down. He felt a sensation in his anus, a wonderfully ecstatic pleasure that he never felt before. It was not necessarily stronger than an orgasm, but vastly different. “Oh, young boy, not so fast!” He could hear Yaga yell in surprise. “You are wasting precious fluid!” he could feel a vial placed under his penis. Indeed he felt fluid being pumped through it. But neither was he peeing nor could he feel the pleasant contractions of orgasm. “What happened?” He asked alarmed. “No worry. You experienced your first prostate orgasm. What you felt was me, pressing on the glans I described you earlier. It is quite sensitive and massaging it can be very pleasurable, at least I was told.” She smirked at the last part. “Yours is healthy by the way and very very sensitive. Which is good.” She said happily. “Now let me prepare the milking. First I will attach this tube to your penis,” she explained as she took a small flexible tube out and attached it with a funnel at the tip of John’s penis. It will guide the extracted semen in its container. “Now I will take this slime here, she showed John a tiny puddle of self-moving green slime, definitely some kind of magically created creature John new, and insert it into your ass.” “You will what?!” John exclaimed, loudly interrupting her. “John, rude!” Yaga warned him sternly. He immediately went quiet and muffled “I am sorry lady Yaga.” “Good,” she said, still a bit of anger in her voice. “As I was saying, I will insert this tiny slime creature into your anus. It will attach to your prostate and start massaging it at just the right level to milk all the cum out of your body.” She paused, looking at John. “You may ask questions now.””Is that necessary? I thought you would… ” John went quiet as he could not bring himself to say “Jerk me off to orgasm” in any form or sense to the woman in front of him. Instead, she finished his sentence for him “Jerk you off like a common whore?” She asked in a scolding voice. “John, our deal was semen for knowledge. Any pleasure was never part of the deal. Nor were ejaculations.” She stated matter of factly. “If you want to opt-out, you still can. I will not force this deal upon you. But then you will not get the price you seek. If you are worried about the slime, it will dissolve shortly after without harming you and then leave you… the natural way.” John contemplated it. The slime was gross, but Yaga said it was harmless and the feeling was not unpleasant. The contrary actually. And endure a bit of gross harmless slime in his ass was a small price to pay to go down in the annals of magic history. “When you say it won’t harm me, I am still willing.” He said, not sure how to describe what he was actually willing to do.
“Good boy!” Yaga exclaimed happily. She then went to John’s backside and sat the slime between his cheeks. It was warm to the touch as it glided towards his anus. He braced himself for the worst but barely felt it slide into his well-lubed hole even though he unconsciously clenched it tight. “Now we have some time,” Yaga said as she came back to his front and sat on the chair again. “It will take at least an hour, maybe longer until the milking is complete. You can lie on my bed for the entire time. If you want to, you can cover-up. Not that you would hide anything that I have not seen yet.” John’s face went a bit red. He considered his options. Yaga was right. She had already seen and felt more than any other woman had. And the thought of a woman willingly looking at his erect cock aroused him for some reason. He never found the thought of exposing himself arousing so far, but now the idea of her getting aroused while looking at his naked hard penis really really turned him on. So John did not bother to cover up. Lay on his side, at the edge of the bed, his head on the pillows nearest to Yaga. His cock almost reached over the edge of the bed, directly in Yaga’s field of vision.
As soon as he settled down, he felt the pleasure again. The slime had begun to massage his prostate. Now that he experienced it the second time, the pleasure did not immediately overwhelm him anymore, but it was still near mindblowing. His back tensed, as he was slowly adjusting to the constant pleasurable pressure in his ass. John started to pant as he tried to hold back. But it was not comparable with normal orgasms at all, he did not know how to hold back or if it even were possible. In defeat, he could feel fluids being pumped through his penis into the tube. No explosive release, just the constant pleasure, and the pumping. Just like Yaga said, it felt like being milked. The tension in John’s body loosened. He just gave in to the pleasurable feeling of pressure and pumping. “You adjusted rather quickly. Good boy. Now that we have some time, how about I start to uphold my end of the bargain? If you like, we can discuss various fields of the arcane arts that you might be interested in. Thus we can further determine what fundus of knowledge you will take with you when you leave.” She offered. “Can that even be a productive conversation, like this?” John asked tired and slightly groaning of pleasure. “Why not?” Yaga simply asked. “Are you not capable to concentrate while you are sexually stimulated? Then you really should work on that. Otherwise, the next succubus will devour your soul or you end up as some dark elves’ house pet.” Yaga’s scolding reminded John of the one he got from Shael for exactly the same reason. Filled with determination to prove both of them wrong in the future, he answered “You are right. Let us begin with your tutoring.
The next hours were quite surreal for John in retrospect. He elaborated about aspects of the arcane far more advanced than even most of his magisters at the Academy would know about with an intoxicatingly beautiful intelligent and knowledgeable woman. All the time he felt the pleasure of a precise and skilled prostate massage. At the start, he could not concentrate at all, but he soon managed to focus enough to have a meaningful conversation about vastly complex topics like the intricacies and paradoxes of reversed temporal strands in otherwise forward astral matrices. Laymen would call it the problems of time manipulation. Only occasionally, he had to halt mid-conversation with a loud moan, when the next wave of pleasure hit him. Then his god began to twitch and pulse and release the next wave of valuable fluid. All while Yaga watched patiently and was content with the progress. Knowing her gaze was resting on his twitching cock gave John an unfathomed additional level of arousal.After a few hours of this intense tutoring, John had just spurted his most recent wave of fluids, Yaga broke the cycle. “The sun is rising and the amount of fluid you release each time has greatly diminished. I think one could say that you were, quite literally milked dry, my good pupil. I think we can end it here.” John really did not want to end it. The last few hours were heaven! “I really get now why that man followed her after she left him,” he thought to himself. Also, while the constant prostate massage was intensely pleasurable, it did not include the feeling of release a proper orgasm provided. Even though he could not produce much more fluid, he still felt pent up and horny as hell.
**The Reward**
Seeing his reaction Yaga sighed. “You horny boys. I assume you won’t see reason until you had your release and clarity comes back to your very much aroused mind?” John nodded with a slight smile. No blush this time. He was well past feelings of shame when it came to Yaga. “You could of course just go in the bushes and release yourself to the sight of my house again,” she chuckled. “But since you were such a good student the past few hours, I offer you an alternative. You get your orgasm but on my terms. You will do as I say or you will not cum at all. Interested?” John contemplated it. “What kind of things will you have me do?” He asked, carefully. “Oh, cautious! Good boy. I see you listened when I told you about deals with mages and their creatures. I will have you do nothing that harms you or others but I will not give more details until you agree. Satisfied? Oh, in case you accept the deal and break it, there will be punishment.” “Deal!” John immediately answered with a stupid grin on his face.
A devilish smile showed on Yaga’s face. The expression intimidated John instantly. The parts of his brain that were occupied with survival feared this might have been the worst and maybe last decision of his life. While the horny parts of it constantly shouted very loudly that even if it were the last, it would still have been the best! “Good booy” Yaga said seductively. “Now hop, make some place for me on the bed.” “Good start”, John thought to himself. Yaga sat at the head of the bed, her back rested against the cushions. “You will touch yourself how I say and when I say. You will not orgasm without permission and you will orgasm when I tell you. Understood?” John nodded eagerly. “Then on all fours. Right like this. Now crawl towards me.” As John slowly approached the dark-skinned woman, she lifted the loin-cloth-like front part of her dress, revealing her naked clean shaven pussy to John. As he reached her, she spread her lips with the fingers of one hand, revealing the pink wet flesh inside and her equally pink little clit. “Lick me” She ordered. John started to lick the soft inside of her pussy. It tasted strange, yet not unpleasant. Like a kind of food, you need to grow to like over time. He gave her a few licks which apparently did not do much. “Now focus on the knob at the top, the clitoris. Give it a few long slow licks, ohhh,” she moaned as John eagerly followed her instructions. “Good boy! Now flicker your tongue against it as fast as you can. YES!”, she moaned. John gave it his all. The idea that this insanely experienced woman enjoyed his touch boosted his ego and aroused him to no end. He could feel her pussy moisten up more and more. Without instruction, he alternated between slow strong licks and fast flickers in random intervals occasionally stopping to give the entire slit a lick. Yaga started to mean loudly “Ugh, You can, ohh, show yourself now, mhhh” she suddenly said between moans. Confused, John stopped and looked up, only for Yaga to press his head in her pussy again “Who said you could stop?” He quickly began licking her again, but in the corner of his eyes, he scanned the room for someone to show up. And there she was. A blue transparent person was forming out of thin air. She was a perfect copy of Yaga from hair to two. Even her clothes were identical.
“This, mhhhh is Baba, my house. Yes, the house is mmmhhhhhohh, alive and sentient. Yeeeesterday she fucked your little elven friend. And today, she is going fuck yooooouuu!” John could not believe his luck. While licking Yaga’s pussy, he already wondered how she would make him cum. He thought she may jerk him off, may even let him see some skin. But he never hoped he would get to fuck her. Well technically he still wouldn’t, but a perfect copy of this goddess? Hardly a downgrade. John intensified his tongue assault on Yaga’s dripping wet pussy. He thrust his tongue in and out of her entrance. Imagining his cock penetrating her ghostly twin’s tight hole. Yaga rewarded his efforts with a loud moan. She took both hands and pressed his face deep in her crotch. His head held tight between her calves and hands, he eagerly pleasured his tutor. He felt the touch of cold hands as light as the touch of feathers against his as, each one gently rubbing one of his cheeks. “She oh, told mhhhhheeee that you hhuuurt her yesterdayyyyy.” Yaga spoke, clearly heaving trouble articulating between moans. “She might get roooouuugh with you. Don’t worry.” John did not care. All he cared about was her and his pleasure by now. The hands upon his ass now tightly gripped his cheeks slightly hurting his still red ass. Then he felt something, a third hard but slimy appendage made contact with his anus. He suddenly was not so sure about everything anymore. He wanted to look at what was going on back there, but his head was locked firmly in place. He tried to speak but all he managed was a muffled “Mhh Mhh Mhhh!” in Yagas slit. She did not even seem to notice, her head was laying back, clearly in ecstasy herself. Helpless, John could feel the object push past his sphincter. It was thick, way thicker than Yagas two fingers earlier. John felt his ass getting stretched to unknown wideness as he got impaled on the object. It went deeper inside, rubbing against his anal ring insanely slowly. It never really hurt but was unpleasant to a degree. then the pressure lessened. John moaned at the feeling of release it gave his stretched sphincter. He felt something against his back, two big soft roundings. He really enjoyed this feeling “Babas tits?” He thought. He quickly got confirmation as an ethereal version of Yaga’s voice whispered in his right ear. “Why do you act surprised little pervert?” The voice changed to his left ear. “Yaga told you *I* would get to fuck *you*. Not the other way around. What you feel there is just the head of my cock buried into your anus.” She started to push in again, slowly teasingly “Carefully, not to hurt me” John added in thought. “You know,” the whisper on his right ear again, “You stopped me yesterday right before I could fuck your little elven friend’s tight little asshole.” She said in a teasing voice. The image of Shael getting fucked in the air getting double penetrated by sausages flickered through John’s mind. “I think it fitting that in return, I get to fuck yours.”
With the last word, Baba pushed the rest of her cock into John in one swift motion. Her cockhead pressed directly onto John’s prostate. Nothing like the gentle yet firm massage the slime gave him over hours, but with fierce strength behind it. John’s eyes went black for a moment. His face was pushed into Yaga’s dripping wet pussy, his lips sealing her slit shut as his tongue pressed deep inside her. In a giant wave of pleasure, he felt Baba’s shaft slide over his prostate. At the same time, he could feel Yaga’s entire body spasm around him. Her vagina clenched around his tongue, his face got smeared full of her juices as she let out a long scream of pleasure. “Uhhhhhh Goood boy!” Yaga pushed his head back. She was a sight to behold. Her legs were spread, dripping glistening pussy exposed. She sat on the bed, heavily panting. Her big breasts rose and fell quickly with each breath. The dark skin of her beautiful face had taken on a slight shade of deep dark red, the full lips of her mouth agape. As John watched the goddess in front of him enjoying the afterglow of the orgasm he just gave her, he could feel The cock inside him getting pulled back. Slowly sliding over his prostate, while teasing his anal ring with the friction. His mouth now free, he could not prevent a small whimpering moan escaping his lips.Yaga opened her eyes again. “Now, it is time for your reward.” She said while giving him a praising smile. “Lift him up.” John was unsure what she was talking about, until he felt strong arms under his legs, lifting him up. Suddenly, he hung in the air, legs angled upwards and spread obscenely to the sides hold firmly in place by Yaga’s strong arms. He could feel her massive tits press into his back. His balls, raging erection perfectly presented to Yagas aroused face as well as his still penetrated asshole. “I want you to jerk your cock while Baba fucks your ass. Tell me when you are close and I will consider if I allow you to cum. Go jerk for me, boy” Yaga commanded in her exhausted but still very seductively deep voice. John did not waste any time. His right hand flashed to his cock. He gripped it tightly, fiercely pressing his swollen glans. At the same time, Baba started thrusting again. Her thick long cock pushed into John’s prostate again. The combined feeling was enough to send John straight to the edge. But he intended to relish this moment and suppressed his orgasm with all his might. Johns directly into Yaga’s deep blue eyes as he began stroking. First slowly, then faster and faster. Baba perfectly matched the speed of her thrusts with his strokes. Each time his squeezing hand reached his sensitive swollen red tip, her cock strongly pushed into his already overstimulated prostate. Yagas gaze was fixated directly on John’s throbbing and pulsing erection. Her hand wandered down to her pussy. The sight of Yaga teasing her dripping pussy, pleasuring herself to the sight of his cock was too much for John “I am very close” he managed to utter between two of babas forceful thrusts.
“So soon already?” Yaga asked, teasingly yet obviously feigning disappointment. “Good, you will orgasm today. I count down from ten you are not allowed to cum before I reach one, and once I do, you will ejaculate with all of your might. Clear boy? Good. Ten” Yaga started to slowly fuck her pussy with two fingers. “Nine, look at my pussy, imagine it is your cock fucking it instead of my fingers. Eight. Oh, I can see you like that idea. How would you fuck me? soft and gentle? Treating me like a little princess? Seven. Or would you ravage me like your personal fucktoy and pound my holes as fast as you can?” She mimicked her words with her fingerfucking, first slow and teasing and now she was wildly thrusting into herself. Adding the slippery sound of her juices and her hand slapping against her skin to the melody already produced by John’s rapid stroking and Baba’s merciless pounding. “Six, would you make me squirm under the might of your big cock? Whimper as you overwhelm me with pleasure?” This was followed by a cute little high-pitched whimper to emphasize her words. John was nearly driven mad by the image of the scene she described to him. By now he had to adjust the speed of his stroking. If he just pumped like crazy as he would have liked to, he would blow his load immediately, but he had to endure it to one. It was heaven and hell at the same time. “Five, halfway there. You are doing good.” She stopped finger fucking her pussy. And got on all fours facing John. “Four. But not today. Today it is you who is fucked like a toy. It is you who whimpers like the good little slut boy you are.” As she bent forward, John could peek down her cleavage. The valley of her two brown D-Cup tits being pushed together by the dress was directly pointing at his cock as Yaga crawled towards him. “Three.” Her voice shifted to a tone of urgency increasing the tension of the moment. “Are you ready? Are you so close to the edge that it drives you mad?” Oh god was she right. John was ready for quite some time but did all he could not spill it. “Two.” She raised her head to John’s ear, now whispering “Just a few seconds between you and your release. The tension must be killing you.” She took her head back, creating some distance between them. She looked him directly in the eye as she yanked her dress down. Her magnificent tits sprung out. Two shaped big mounds of perfectly smooth dark flesh each with a tiny pointy darker nipple presented to John’s virgin eyes. “Cum for me John. Cum for my tits!”John began to spasm. The pleasurable contractions of orgasm were stronger than ever before in his life. They actually hurt, but it was quickly overcome by the insane pleasure he was feeling. At the same time, he could feel the cock in his ass begin to pulse after Baba thrust in him for the last time. The orgasm lasted way longer than John knew it even could. Ten seconds, twenty seconds if he had the strength to form a single thought, he might have begun to worry by now, but even at 25 seconds, his mind was still blank and empty besides the pleasure. After 35 seconds of none stop cumming, John felt the contractions fade. He was panting heavily. His entire body suddenly felt spent exhausted. The feelings of arousal and lust that kept his body going were gone as quickly as his orgasm faded. He sank into the bed, feeling Baba’s cock slip out of his ass. He was not sure if it was the sudden emptiness, or the realization of all that just happened or even if it was out of happiness, John really did not understand why, but laying there in Yagas bed, his eyes filled with tears that rolled into the sheets.
John could feel his body being drawn across the bed and his red rested on something soft and warm. As he opened his eyes, he realized that his head was resting on Yagas lap. She was looking down at his face. As she talked, it was in a caring and slightly worried voice “Oh my dear boy. It seems we overwhelmed you. I am sorry if that was too much for you. I sometimes get… excited myself and I forgot how… young you still are. But it is all good now.” She started gently stroking his hair and fixing his robe, giving John some modesty. “You did really good. Good boy.” She whispered soothingly. “I am sure your future partners will really love your endurance. And I am certain they will enjoy your silver tongue.” She said at the same time playfully and praisingly. You can rest as long as you want and when you are fresh again, you can take a hoard of knowledge with you home. Your future will be bright and beautiful.” With these words in his ears, John faded to sleep.
**The reunion**
Aldis and Shael looked through the open kitchen door. Inside stood a beautiful brown-skinned woman with long white hair in a tight white and blue dress at the fireplace. She seemed to be cooking something. Her back was turned to them, yet she addressed them anyway. “Oh guests, how wonderful. Why don’t you let yourself in?” While she started her words friendly, she soon proved it to be purely sarcastic, as her last words were spoken in clear anger over their uninvited entrance. Aldis did not fudge to the witches’ cocky demeanor “Where is John? We know you have him! You better speak before I give you the mother’s final peace!” She shouted. Her eyes began to glow in strong fiery gold. The holy symbols on the head of her Warhammer followed in kind. The witch stopped in her cooking. She slowly turned around, her eyes were completely filled with a dark deep purple. Her beautiful face contorted in a mask of anger. “You break into my home by force. You demand an explanation from me without even introducing yourselves and then you threaten me with violence?” Her voice rose with each accusation she threw at the two women. Shael fought down the sudden feeling of fear that tried to take hold of her and pointed an arrow at the witch’s face. “Yes, we do! And you better answer if you want to live!”
The door to the bedroom flew open, John rushed towards his companions “STOP! You cannot fight her!” He yelled in a slight panic. “Yes, we can.” Determination and faith in the divine spoke out of Aldis’ adamantly convinced voice. “No you can’t,” John said as he approached them. “she is a being of power beyond mortal comprehension. If you even try to hurt her, she might turn you to dust. Or worse, make you never even have existed.” Obvious fear drawn from his memory of the abyss of magic that he saw within Yaga fueled his words and it at least stopped his companions’ advance. “And she did not even do what the townsfolk accused her of.” John continued his desperate plead for reason. Then, he perceived the anger in Yagas face and her menacingly purple eyes. He pushed past Shael and Aldis, now standing between them and their certain demise in the kitchen. “Lady Yaga,” he began with a formal bow, “I deeply plead you forgive these two their transgressions. I assure you it was not their intent to disrespect you personally. They instead acted out of fear for the life of a friend and the mistaken belief there was a dire emergency at hand.” John gulped hardly before his next words “In the end, their actions are my fault. I should have stood watch for them and failed. If you must punish someone, please spare these two and” he gulped again, even harder as he remembered his last punishment “and punish me instead.”
John stood there in silence, awaiting any response from Yaga. The three women in the room just stood there and stared at him. Aldis and Shael were dumbfounded at seeing him grovel like that in front of the witch they came to kill. Yada’s face still showed clear anger, but her expression also indicated that she was considering his words. She then sternly looked at Shael’s and Aldis’s faces each and back to the still bowed John. “You may raise. Under these circumstances, I will show mercy for once and forgive your friends. However, you three are no longer welcome in my home for now. John, you will find my part of our dealings in front of the house. The package will contain everything we agreed upon. And now: LEAVE.” John raised, looked at Yaga one last time in her beautiful blue eyes, then quickly turned around, pushing his two confused companions towards the door while he whispered “Do as she said, I will explain later. Trust me.”
Only with slight hesitation, the two females let John lead them out of the house. Behind them, the door closed shut. John picked up a small leather package that lay beside the door. He knew it would contain various texts that described forgotten spells and secrets of the arcane. Before the group could leave the clearing, they felt a rumble go through the ground. Alarmed, they turned back to the hut only to let their mouth gape in amazement. Four big chicken legs stretched out under the house. Lifting it high in the air, higher even than the highest trees of the forest surrounding them. Once they reached their full height, the house walked away with surprising speed and silence. The witch was gone.
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