This was a commissioned story that turned into a small novella. A sorceress seeks to enslave the entire valley through her seductive magic. The last hope rests with a team of minotaur warriors intent on infiltrating the queen's hidden citadel, but temptation lurks around every corner.
I've been working on this one for a long time coming (HEY! I made a funny!) It was quite the joy to write, and full of fun mythical creatures. You can find more chapters at https://readonlymind.com/@AmusCobblestone/CitadelofLust/
Forin woke up with his hands bound in iron, his body chained upright to the wall. The minotaur blinked drowsily and glanced around the room. Chalky, amber sandstone surrounded him, illuminated by a golden strip of sunlight pouring through the narrow window of a spacious, bare room. He looked down, hardly surprised to see his ankles shackled to the wall as well. He tried shaking his head.
Unbelievable! The bastards had even put his horns in chains.
As Forin contemplated his escape, a slab of sandstone groaned and slid open from the far side of the room. Two gorgeous human women marched in holding long halberds on golden handles. They wore the typical slave uniform, a sheer ribbon of red fabric that covered their crotch and ass that hung from a thin gold chain around their waists. Around their necks was a matching collar with fine chains that ran down to small gold circles the size of a coin, covering the womenâs nipples and lifting their busts. They walked in perfect unison, their eyes empty just like all the sorceressâ loyal thralls.
They stood on either side of the door and spoke with one voice.
âBehold the Radiant Anuhkara, Queen of the Earth! All glory to the Radiant Queen!â
Without a single misstep, the human slaves turned to each other and sank to their knees, their heads bowed submissively. A shadow drifted in through the threshold.
This was it, Forin thought to himself. More and more of his people were disappearing every season, and now they had ambushed him and his hunting party. He mentally steeled himself, mustering every ounce of willpower. He had heard rumors of the sorceress and her bespelled kingdom of slaves, but he would not succumb to her tricks. He couldnât! The fate of his people depended on it.
The footsteps grew louder, and Forin looked up to see the curvy silhouette of Anuhkara, Sorceress of the Arathian wastes, wrapped in a form-fitting, onyx black gown with a neckline that plunged to her navel, barely holding back her majestic breasts. She had the cunning face of a vixen framed by a curtain of thick, black hair that spun down her back, twisting into an elegant braid. In her right hand, she held a tall ebony staff inlaid with pewter and crowned with a ruby the size of an apple.
She stood in front of her minotaur prisoner, appraising his body, and then spoke.
âSo, another strong minotaur wanders into my grasp, like a gift from the gods. Whatâs your name, dear?â
Her voice was dark as midnight, filling the stone chamber.
Forin bit down on his lip and kept his eyes pointedly at the floor.
âOh, come now,â Anuhkara chided. âThereâs no point resisting. Why donât you look me in the eye like a brave bull?â
âI wonât be tricked by you, witch!â Forin spat. âIâd rather die than become one of your wretched slaves!â
The sorceress gasped, laying a hand across her silky cleavage.
âWretched slaves?! Oh dear, oh dear. Who told you such wicked lies? Look there, my strong minotaur,â she pointed with her staff to the window cut out of the wall of the tower. Forin glanced down into the expansive plain that surrounded the Sorceressâ keep. A few hundred yards away stood a muddied building site, crowned with the half-constructed foundations of a black marble tower. A squad of workers, toiling nearly naked under the burning sun, worked to heave a massive stone block along a track of rolling logs. Sweat poured off their bodies, but even from his distant vantage point, Forin could see how the minotaurs, men, satyrs, and elves, (all of them male) moved as one unit, their minds completely focused on their labor. A single female centaur slave driver led them along, unburdened by whips or swords.
âLook at my devoted workers. Do you see any begging for mercy? Do you see a single slave plotting their escape? Are my sentinels treating them cruelly? No. They serve me for one simple reasonâŚâ
Anuhkara turned back to Forin, who kept his eyes away from the sorceress.
ââŚbecause it gives them pleasure to do so. Just as it shall for you,â The curvy woman drifted closer, her delicate hand reaching out to caress Forinâs muscular chest, dusted with soft fuzz, ââŚand all the rest of your kind.â
Forin thrashed in his chains, shaking her off.
âWe will never bow to you!â he bellowed. âWe are the rightful masters of this valley, and we will free our brothers and sisters from your evil spell! We will overwhelm you with our soldiers!â
The sorceress leaned on her shapely hip.
âSo stubborn. Why donât you look me in the eye when you speak, proud bull?â She teased. âIf youâre so strong-willed, prove it and look me in the eye.â
âNo! I wonât let you enslave me!â Forin yelled, his eyes closed tight.
âYou poor fool, do you believe my eyes can steal your will? Nonsense, look and see for yourselfâŚâ
Forin fought as hard as he could, but finally his pride won out. He peeked one eye open and then the other, staring defiantly into Anuhkaraâs emerald green eyes.
She blinked. Forin only snorted.
âSee? I never lie, my handsome minotaur. My eyes canât steal your will.â
In a flash, Anuhkara twirled her arm, holding up a long, pointed, amber crystal between thumb and forefinger.
âThatâs what this crystal is for. Look closely, now.â She waved the gem to and fro. Forin stared, shocked and fascinated.
âOh, thatâs not the best part!â Anuhkara beamed and held the crystal up to her sensual, dark lips. She puckered and blew a puff of air, setting the crystal slowly spinning like a childâs pinwheel. She held the gem closer to Forin as he stared, amazed to see the crystal spin fasterâŚand fasterâŚspinningâŚsparklyâŚ
âYes, my pretty, flashy crystal. Thatâs really all I need to captivate that big, stupid cow brain of yours. So bedazzled, so beguiled, so helplessâŚâ
Forin wanted to resist, but he couldnât fight the onslaught of spiraling flashes pouring from the crystal. He followed it as the sorceress brought it in front of the valley between her large, heavy breasts and then took her hand away. The crystal miraculously hung in the air, spinning like a top, between the magic weaverâs huge tits. Forin gaped, his eyes opened wide, as his mind struggled to resist the call of her spell.
With a seductive wave of her fingers, Anuhkara reached across her bust and pulled back the fabric of her gown, freeing her melon-sized breasts. The shimmering crystal magically floated between them as they swayed back and forthâŚback and forthâŚ
âEach swing of my tits takes more of your will, more of your strength,â said Anuhkara, glancing down at Forinâs loincloth, also beginning to float as if by magic, âeach swing makes you harder and hornier, doesnât it?â
Forin brayed, a groaning bestial sound that shook the chamber
Anuhkara turned and nodded to her female slaves. With blank faces, they came forward, carrying a large gold band with several runes etched into the sides, a small ruby inlaid in the center.
âHelpless before me. Helpless before my breasts. Helpless before my power. You are hard, bull. You want to cum and give in to your primal instincts. You will do anything to fuck.â
Forin yanked at his chains, even harder than before, not to escape but to rut the goddess of sex dancing in front of him. While he stared, mesmerized, into the crystal, the two entranced women whipped away his loincloth, revealing his twelve-inch boner.
âWatch me, adore me, obey me in every way, bull. Become my loyal slave!â
Grabbing Forinâs engorged cock, the two women slipped the gold band over his shaft, nestling it at his base. The ruby began to glow, an unseen power pulsing through Forinâs dick.
At once, the minotaur stopped struggling, his face turning soft.
âRelease the chains,â Anuhkara commanded. The slaves undid his shackles and watched him take a single step away from the wall before standing still.
Anuhkara held up her ruby staff.
âKneel.â
Forin immediately dropped to his knee, his face staring ahead, seeing nothing.
âWho do you serve?â
âIâŚserveâŚyouâŚâ he bleated.
âAnd I am?â
âThe Radiant Anuhkara, Queen of the Earth!â Forin blinked, a small spark of defiance leaking into his mind. âTheâŚotherâŚminotaursâŚwillâŚresistâŚâ
Anuhkara only smiled and then made a small ring with her bejeweled fingers. Forin felt a soft hand clutch around his hard cock. The sorceress squeezed her fingers, and Forin fell to the floor in delirious pleasure.
âThey may try, but they will fail, just like you, dear.â
The sorceress laughed and turned on her heel, leaving the two women to lead her freshly converted slave to the work field.
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no, life is a combination of things inside and outside of your control. so, life is only a fraction of "what you make it" and even then good people still have difficult lives despite working hard and smart. life is an amalgamation of many things, most of which are outside the average individuals control. even the one with the most power and money is not 100% in control of everything and everyone (or even himself necessarily) and cannot guarantee everything goes according to his plan.
in a video i saw by savywritesbooks on yt she said something about toxic positivity (positive thinking magics) like "being ideologically assigned power you DONT actually have can be just as disempowering as being someone who does actually have power, but is told they have none". but if it's negative it's a lie or your fault, so...
What do you call a monster with extreme magic control ? What are the difference between one and a "normal" monster ? Do monster with very little magic control exist ? Are you saying that River and/or Gaster have extreme magic control or that they are medicals professionnals ?
Both River and Gaster are medical professionals, but River is also one of the rarer monsters with extreme magic control.Â
While magic is essentially what all monsters are, some learn to better wield and control their magic, as well as learning many other types of magic besides what is natural to their monster type.Â
River was the Royal Scientist, but that title is more modern. Their role use to be called âRoyal Warlockâ and it involved a lot more than just being a scientist. It heavily involved being a master at magic, knowing almost all form of magic, from alchemy to seals to healing and etc. Someone who wanted to be the Royal Warlock not only had to be academically smart and highly intelligent, but they also had to train rigorously in magic control. The Royal Warlock was always one of the best when it came to magic use, along side their Queen and Captain of the Royal Guard. Thereâs a reason the Royal Council was one to be admired and why their enemies would try to target them to take them out first in the war.Â
River was not only brilliant, but very powerful. Not like Toriel is since shes a Boss monster with high LV, but close. Their magic control was one of the best. They would never accidentally hurt anyone with their magic or make mistakes. (Like how in the actual Undertale game Toriel can accidentally kill you with her fire. That would never happen with River, or heck with our Underswap Toriel either.)Â Everything they did with it was controlled and calculated. So transferring their childrenâs SOULS between themself and Dings was very, very easy for them and something they did often to share the burden.Â
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and their version of âempowermentâ is a joke, my guys. therapists show their ignorance and magical beliefs (and nearly-religious authority) by thinking âempoweringâ me is just riling me up emotionally to make me feel confident or whatever. theyâre basically medicalized self help cult grifters selling new thought.
power and control isnât a sparkly air you can reach out and grab or spontaneously generate with any particular attitude or emotion. power is in systems, itâs in authority and accessibility, and itâs not a physical thing like my foot is, but that doesnât make it magic either. i cannot magically gain real power just by believing. what a fucking joke.Â
