The Witch’s Apprentice (Part 3) [Magic] [MF] [Femdom] [Masturbation] [Handjob] [Loving] [Fantasy]

((For those who missed it, here is [Part 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/bpqrk6/the_witchs_apprentice_part_1_magic_ffm_femdom/) and [Part 2](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/bprqmh/the_witchs_apprentice_part_2_femdom_fantasy_magic/)))

**The Witch’s Apprentice**

**Part 3**

Despite everything that had happened, Markov went to bed that night filled, not with anxiety, but excitement. Cipher had always had a way of doing that to her, turning her apprehension into curiosity. Perhaps she had been a fool to hold that aspect of herself at arm’s length. She encouraged and nurtured the lives and loves and passions of her clients, but she had carefully buried her own. Messera Cynthia would have scolded her.

The incubus’ charm meant that she slept well and deep, with sweetly erotic dreams, and she woke in a light mood with the sun. Gaavi was nowhere to be seen, but that didn’t surprise her. Normally he would be up before her, cleaning and doing any preparatory work that needed doing and then making her coffee and breakfast, but after last night, she guessed that he would be hiding, dreading seeing her face to face. She would have to move gently, she realised, as she brewed the coffee herself and took two cups to his door.

Softly, she knocked.

The Witch’s Apprentice (part 2) [femdom] [fantasy] [magic] [voyeurism] [MF] [M]

((For those who missed it, here is [Part 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/bpqrk6/the_witchs_apprentice_part_1_magic_ffm_femdom/)))

**The Witch’s Apprentice**

**Part 2**

Katherine Markov was writing, the heavy book splayed on her knees as she sat cross-legged on the massive, comfortable armchair in the corner of her library. Typically, she would have done this work in the study, but the events of a few days ago still lingered in the air there. She blamed the succubus, of course, for planting the seed of desire in her mind for the boy. This didn’t feel like a passing fancy – it felt like *fire.* Gritting her teeth, she forced herself to reread the sentence she had just finished. *Just keep out of his way*, she told herself. The spell would fade. Her desire would wane. It always did.

“Sweet Kat…” A voice came to her from the bookshelves. “Has it been so long that you can’t tell the difference between a flight of fancy and genuine curiosity?”

“Good evening Cipher,” she muttered without looking up.

***

The Witch’s Apprentice (Part 1) [Magic] [FFM] [Femdom] [Gentle] [Loving] [Fantasy]

**The Witch’s Apprentice**

**Part 1**

Lady Markov had come down from her chamber to find her small, comfortable library swept and tidied, sunlight streaming in from the windows and kissing the spines of the books. It had been several months since she had taken on the apprentice, and though she had been reluctant to open her home to a stranger – likely a curious and intrusive presence – she couldn’t help but admit that she could have done a hell of a lot worse. It was because of him that she now had the time to linger by the window in the morning sun, gazing out over Tempaton without a thousand tasks demanding her attention.

She smelt coffee and looked up to see the boy descending the staircase from the tiny kitchen they both shared. Markov was one of three magic practitioners that served the people of Tempaton. The stipend she received from the university was only just comfortable. In exchange, she provided a service to the local people and conducted research for the university. It meant she could afford the tower close to the waterfront, which included her chambers, a small study, the boy’s room, the cramped kitchen, and this, her library – still comparatively small but taking the up the majority of space in the tower.