Sold (Part 3 of 8)

Nora, Eddie, and Madame Livanté all exchanged phone numbers with one another.

“You could have asked me to teach you,” Livanté said after Eddie left.

“I’m sure I will ask that of you, as well. But, you seem more likely to charge me money for the lessons. And I don’t have a job.”

“You can get a job.”

“Can I take this necklace off?”

“Let me teach you a few exercises, first. You will probably be stuck the first few times you remove the necklace. But, once you learn how to feel your magic, and how to control it, you should be able to stop channeling it into Eddie’s spell.”

“How do I explain this to Jean and Dave?”

“I can’t help you there,” Livanté said. “Unless you meant what words you should use. You can try explaining what you understand to me and I’ll point out how you can make it more clear while maintaining proper accuracy.”

*****

“That’s disappointing,” Jean said.

“Why didn’t Madame Livanté notice you were a powerful wizard?” Dave asked.

“That’s what’s disappointing,” Jean said. “If I’d known Nora would eventually learn how to cast a doll spell, I wouldn’t have needed to buy the necklace I bought.”

“Certainly. That there is the most important part,” Dave said.

“Regardless of how powerful I’m supposed to be,” Nora said. “I probably won’t be making magic necklaces any time soon.”

“Are you going to go to Magic Night School to get your magic high school diploma?”

“No,” she said. The words that followed were mostly mumbled.

“What?” Jean said.

“I heard the word Eddie,” Dave said.

“Eddie is going to teach me his doll spell.”

“You really like irony, don’t you?” Dave said. “Back to my question? Why didn’t Livanté notice you were a wizard?”

“I did ask. She saw the magic energy. There was a lot of it. At first, she figured if I were a wizard, I wouldn’t be stuck,” Nora said. “Then she wasn’t sure how to tell me I had done it all to myself. I think that’s why she let me kidnap Eddie in the first place.”

“The real villain here is the guy who used you for basically a year. I bet he could tell you had succubus energy and counted on that to keep you at heel,” Jean said.

“I wonder if you’re affected by like protection circles and that was also how he kept you.”

“Oh, my,” Nora said. “I’m sending Rachel a text right now.”

“Rachel?”

“Madame Livanté. She finally told me her first name.”

“When are you going to practice? Will you need our help?”

“Tonight. And I’m sure I’ll need you to put the necklace back on me when I fail.”

“At least freedom is only a few days away once you master the control of your spell energy.”

“Yeah. About that. She also told me I’ll probably have trouble with it because I like being a doll. And Eddie immediately agreed with her.”

“At least you can admit that now.”

“Out loud. I’ve always known no matter how much I tried to lie to myself.”

“We’ve helped you get this far. We aren’t going to stop.

“The worst part of this is I’ll have to refrain from sex to help lower my magic reserves.”

“I don’t have to keep up with two horny women any more?” Dave rejoiced. “Hallelujah.”

*****

Jean and Dave held an informal party that weekend to celebrate Nora being alive again. Many of her rescuers attended. She tried to introduce herself to all of them.

“Hi, you know who I am. I believe your name is Kurt.”

“It is indeed, Nora. It’s so good to see you able to move.”

“It feels good to move. But, I could freeze up at any time. Tell Dave or Jean if I do. They can help.”

“You’re serious? That fucking bastard.”

“Yeah, I think he was more of an asshole, myself.”

“To-may-to, to-mah-to.”

She laughed. “Which one of the guys is Jacob?”

The man next Kurt turned around. “That’s me. Good to talk to you again, Nora.”

“I need to thank you the most. I can’t believe you remembered meeting me at one party, like, two years ago.”

“It was about two years ago, wasn’t it? Wow, time flies.”

“Yeah,” she said sadly.

“Sorry.”

“No, no. It’s not your fault. I was just reminded that while the time I was gone is like a blur now. While I was there, time crawled.”

“Hey, hey, do you need a hug?”

“I would like a hug.”

“Are you okay?” Jean said.

“She needed a hug.”

“Oh, well, Jacob, I see you have that well in hand.”

“She probably needs two hugs,” Jacob said. “Or three.”

Jean joined the hug. Soon five people were giving Nora a hug.

“Jean?” Jacob said. “She’s turned into a doll.”

“I feared that would happen. Okay, let’s break this up. Carry her to her room for me Jacob?”

“No problem.”

Jean was holding a necklace when Jacob entered. “Can I?” He said.

“Sure.”

He placed the necklace on Nora’s neck.

“My hero.” Nora said. She kissed him on the lips.

“Oh!” Jacob said, he looked down. “Shucks, ‘twas nothin’, ma’am.”

Nora laughed. “Exactly the vibe I was going for.”

“I’m only missing a cowboy hat. I’d be looking downward, holding it near my body.”

*****

Several weeks passed as Nora failed frequently to dismiss the doll spell and Jean or Dave had to put the necklace back on her. Even when she managed to dismiss it, she’d snap back into doll form a few minutes later. Minutes turned into hours and eventually she went two days without turning into a doll.

When Jean kissed her to congratulate her, that’s when she turned back into a doll.

Over a month passed before she met with Madame Livanté and Eddie for her first real wizard lessons.

“I thought you would call sooner,” Eddie said.

“I’m a slow learner, I guess.”

“I can’t believe it took you so long to finally break Eddie’s spell,” Rachel said. “Are you sure learning how to cast it yourself is a good idea?”

“I actually ‘borrowed’ Jean’s necklace after being free of the doll spell for a few days.”

“Necklace?”

After Rachel explained what it was, Eddie laughed. “Wow.”

“Don’t say it,” Nora said. “Yes, I love being a doll. Happy?”

“I wish we’d met under different circumstances. We could have had a real relationship.”

“Not going to happen.”

“Oh, I’m well aware of that. I meant long before I met Linda, very different circumstances. In any case, let’s see how long it takes to teach you a couple of other non-doll spells. I’m worried you’ll pick up the doll spell in a second and then struggle to learn anything else.”

“That’s good advice, Eddie,” Madame Livanté said.

“You know as well as I do that she needs real training. She doesn’t need to waste a lot of time as a doll during that training.”

The two wizards took turns trying to teach Nora what they considered simple spells: a small, glowing ball of light in her palm, a spooky “ghost” noise, minor fireworks displays, causing small objects to float in the air, etc. None of them worked. She got the palest glow to appear in her hand: one not bright enough to read by.

All three of them were feeling defeated. At the end of a session two weeks later, Madam Livanté said she wasn’t available the following afternoon.

As they were leaving, Eddie and Nora were outside together. “I’d still like to meet tomorrow, if you’d like,” Eddie said.

“What’s the point? I’m no wizard.”

“I didn’t want to bring it up in front of the proper wizard but I suspect we aren’t approaching your magic correctly.”

“I’m sure she’d be open to any approach you thought might be better.”

“Nah, the light in your hand and minor fireworks stuff is Wizarding 101. That why she started there. There’s hardly any wizards who can’t do that kind of thing.”

“I can’t.”

“And I said hardly,” Eddie said. “Your place or mine?”

“Mine. No one will be around for a little while tomorrow afternoon.”

“Perfect. Continue to practice your drain and retain exercises. See you then.”

*****

When Eddie arrived the next day, Nora had setup several items for the common spells she had been failing to perform with Eddie and Madame Livanté. When he saw them he said, “Oh, well, we can try those later. But, I want to try some very different spells. We probably won’t need these objects.”

“Oh, okay.”

“Nice place,” Eddie said when he got inside. “This is Jean’s and Dave’s apartment, right?”

“Yeah. So, what do we need?”

“Just you and I are what we need. Let’s sit on the floor.” They sat cross-legged, facing one another about five feet apart. He held his right hand up, palm toward her, with his first two fingers raised. “How many fingers am I holding up?”

She only regarded him for a few seconds like this was a silly question. She figured there was a point to the question. “Two.”

“Yes. Now, close your eyes,” he said. Once she did, he said again, “Now how many fingers am I now holding up?”

“How would I know? Is there a spell I’m supposed to cast?”

“People can find stuff out without magic. Second, I only told you to close your eyes, not to seal them shut. You could have opened them. But, forget that for now. Let’s see if you can figure out how many fingers I’m holding up without opening your eyes.”

Awkwardly, she reached out with her hands. When she found his extended arm, she followed it to his hand and touched his fingers. “Three fingers.”

“Very good. You can open your eyes.”

“Now what?”

“Now we add magic. Using the normal spell template that has failed you so far, do what you just did. Except this time,” he said. He put his hand behind his back. “This time you can’t see my hand and you can’t reach out and touch my hand physically. You have to reach out magically. This will probably take you a few tries so don’t be discouraged if doesn’t work immediately. You been using your hands and eyes for decades. Magic is still new to you.”

“Except according to you and Rachel, I’ve been using magic for a year and a half.”

“I wouldn’t call what you’ve been doing with magic ‘using.’ We have yet to see you use magic aside from that less than a candle glow you managed.” He let that sink in. “Now, imagine you have an extra hand. Do it now while the spell template is in your mind.”

“Should I be able to see this hand?”

“Trying to create an invisible floating hand may make this easier or it may make it harder. It depends on the kind of magic you ultimately are better at. Start with an invisible hand for now. It’s less complicated, harder to control. Just hold in your mind where you want it to be and then move it from there to where you want it to go, in this case, behind my back.”

“How will I know it worked?”

“The hand I asked you to make should be just like the two you were born with, albeit invisible and not physically attached.”

“Right, childsplay.”

“Not with that attitude. When, not if, when it works, you’ll be able to feel my hand or probably you’ll feel my back first or maybe the floor behind me.”

Several minutes passed. “I’m… I’m touching something,” she said. She looked at his leg. “I think it’s the material of your slacks.”

“Press against the material.” He smiled. “Yes, you’re touching my leg.”

“I did magic!??”

“Seems that way. Feel your way to my-- Whoa. Wait until after the lesson to feel me there.”

“Oh, god, I’m sorry. Did I…?”

“It figures a succubus would reach out and touch a man there.”

“I am not a demon.”

“No, not a demon. Oh, you’ve found my hand.”

“Yes. You are holding out your pinky.”

“Congratulations. You’ve used magic successfully.”

She let out a cheer of triumph and hugged him.

“When you’re ready to let me go, let’s try floating the paper clip again.”

She struggled for ten minutes. The paper clip wobbled on the floor but she never lifted it.

“Okay, stop that. I’m curious now. Pick me up with the magic hands. Imagine reaching under my arms and grabbing my waist and… Whoa.” He was already floating in the air.

“What?” She said. “Oh, god!”

He dropped to the floor.

“Are you okay? How could I lift you but not a paper clip?”

“I’m fine. You were startled. It’s okay.” He sat up. “Your magic appears to be fixated on people and not things. You can distinguish fabric from skin, press against a person, can feel the shape of someone’s hand, and lift people. We should do some exercises to see the current limits of your magic or we can, once again, jump into the deep end.”

“The deep end seems to work best for me.”

“Yes, it does… What? What are you...? Fuckin’…” The words turned into moans of heightened pleasure culminating in his face contorting, his body straining within a few minutes. As quickly as he seemed to seize up, he went limp, laying on the floor panting.

“The deep end,” she said with a look of pure wonder and a bit of lasciviousness. “That looked like it felt real good.”

“How? Couldn’t…? Couldn’t you let me… remove my pants… before causing me to… to cum?”

“Sorry. I didn’t think it would happen so fast,” she said. “I thought you’d ramp up and we’d fondle each other for bit and then… Heh. What am I talking about? Not sorry.”

“We were going… going to fondle each other?”

“I’m feeling very horny,” she said. “Even sex with you feels appealing.”

“It feels as if you just want to use me for sex,” he said without judgment. “I’m good with it as long as I know where I stand.”

They fucked. As they did, she employed her magic hands to heighten his and her own pleasure. Some of the ‘hands’ were definitely mouths as the sex progressed. Neither Nora nor Eddie heard the door to the apartment open and close. Neither of them heard the door to the spare bedroom, Nora’s bedroom, open.

Jean stood there in fascination as she’d never seen such raw pleasure on two people’s faces as they fucked. She took a tentative step forward. Nora caught her eye and raised an eyebrow. Somehow Jean understood and started removing her top.

She was sucked into the couple’s orbit bodily before the top hit the floor. The three of them pleasured one another with unrestrained abandon: four, if you count Nora’s magic body parts separately.

The sun was low in the sky as they lay in a sweaty – and other fluids-y – heap. “We’re stopping, right?” Jean said.

“Yes,” Eddie said. “I did introduce myself, didn’t I?”

“I think your dick was in my ass at the time. But, yeah.”

“I can keep going,” Nora said.

“NO!” The other two said in unison.

Nora’s laugh was a bit chilling, dark even.

“Hand me my phone,” Jean said, pointing at it.

It was dripping wet as Nora handed it to her. It managed to light up to their surprise.

“I’m texting Dave to pick up food for us and our guest. And then, I’m throwing this phone away.”

“It should clean up easily if it’s still working,” Eddie said. “You might never get the smell out of the screen protector. Just replace that.”

She gave him a withering look.

Nora got up fresh as a daisy and left the room.

Eddie and Jean stared after her wondering how she didn’t feel as they did: as if they’d just run a marathon. And then another one to get back to where they started.

They were far too grateful when Nora returned with several bottles of cold water to complain.

“Since I can move, I’ll go shower first,” Nora said. The other two were in the middle of downing their second bottle of water and unable to reply. She had stopped in the bathroom to remove the top layer of orgy evidence before delivering the bottles. Still, she held her bathrobe at arm’s length as she went back to the bathroom.

Eddie was sitting up when she returned. Jean was still on her back, her eyes closed. Nora set cleaning supplies down on her dresser.

“Help me up,” he said.

“I left some of Dave’s clothes and a towel in the bathroom for you. I’ll make sure she’s still alive as you go shower.”

“Even if I wanted to argue, I couldn’t. I’ll be far too long, I’m guessing.”

“Never long enough.”

“None of that.”

“Swat my ass. I’m a bad girl.”

“I said, ‘None of that.’” He laughed and left.

Nora worked around Jean’s inert body as she stripped the sheets off the bed and put carpet stain remover on several potential future stained areas of the rug.

Out of nowhere, Jean said, “I might have preferred when you were a doll if this is what you’ve become.”

“I wasn’t sure you were alive.”

“Not sure myself, even now.”

*****

Nora gave Dave the short version of why Jean was indisposed. She was in the shower when he arrived. He set dinner on the table and met Eddie for the first time. The two of them and later Jean filled Dave in on how they’d spent the last three or four hours.

“I am thankful, appalled, and rueful that I missed this orgy,” Dave said.

“There will be others,” Nora said.

“God, I hope so,” Jean said. “And I don’t. You need to learn moderation.”

“I can’t believe your magic reserves are still overflowing,” Eddie said. “Livanté will be confused. Her book learning would tell her you are impossible.”

“Or a demon,” Nora said with a sly smile.

“That does make sense. But as much as I joke about it, you don’t read as a demon,” Eddie said. “Maybe Livanté could get the truth from your parents. Me, I don’t really care. Just promise me you’ll invite me to a future orgy. Um… Maybe not the next one… or the one after that. My di... sorry. My body couldn’t take it again any time soon.”

Over the course of the next week, Nora was less aggressive with her magic. Jean and Dave enjoyed a heightened level of sexual experience as Nora’s control improved. And she didn’t always need to extract a dozen orgasms from her bed partners.

That Friday evening, she was alone. Jean and Dave had rented a cabin in the woods for a weekend get away. The idea had been for them to get away from Nora for some alone time. Nora was happy for them and encouraged them to do so.

When she faced the evening by herself, she made sure to have a smiling face when they left. She changed into her pajamas early and was watching a television series she’d meaning to watch. It was a bit erotic and she was soon playing with herself. She tried to keep it magic free and managed for the first time in ages to orgasm without the aid of magic. She was proud of herself and also felt a bit silly for that pride as well.

She wondered what Jean and Dave were up to and got a sense that they were engaged in some pre-sex making out. Without thinking about it, she lent a phantom hand to squeeze Dave’s ass or Jean’s breast or to caress an arm or an inner thigh. Soon her phantom mouth was licking and sucking. More and more phantom body parts joined in.

Far away, Dave said, “Do you feel extra hands?”

“I wasn’t sure until a moment ago,” Jean said. “Aren’t we like 300 miles from home?”

“Yeah. Where is she licking you?” Dave said.

“Right boob, some toes, and she’s matching you lick for lick on my clit.”

“I’m surprised that it surprises me she can reach half way across the state to do this with us.”

“Next time, we go to another continent.”

“It’s nice that she’s thinking of us.”

“Is it?”

“By the time we can… Whoa,” Dave yelped. “She’s picking me up.”

“She’s turning me around.”

“I guess we’re just enjoying the ride from here out.”

Nora hadn’t intended to take so much control. But once she started, it progressed quickly. She puppeteered the remote couple through a series of positions. She moved their limb, their mouths, their tongues, and other bits. The phantom limbs didn’t stop either. The couple found themselves in an induced haze of continuous orgasms and their bodies pleasured one another over and over.

After an hour of full control, Nora's own orgasmic haze peaked, causing her to fall asleep.

*****

Nora awoke the next morning feeling refreshed. It was Saturday. A week had passed since Eddie had awakened her magic. Madame Livanté had been surprised. She had also said she couldn’t do any lessons until today. Nora ate breakfast and went to Rachel’s magic laboratory.

Rachel spent over an hour interrogating Nora’s progress and capabilities. She was shocked to find out what had happened the previous evening with Jean and Dave being so far away.

Eventually, the questions ended. “I guess you don’t really need our help any more.”

“Our?”

“Eddie and I. Although, I’m not sure why he wasn’t able to come here this morning.”

“There is one thing.”

“What?”

“The doll spell. I still don’t know Eddie’s spell.”

“He never taught it to you?”

“No. The last time I saw him, he was still recovering from my overstimulating him. He said he couldn’t teach me the spell when he was that out of it.”

“I suppose that’s a good reason. I can teach you the doll spell. Shall we begin?”

She agreed and it took a few tries before Nora found herself unable to move. To verify the spell worked, Livanté moved Nora’s arms and legs into various doll-like poses.

Nora had missed being puppeteered in this manner. When Livanté was satisfied, Nora found herself standing in a sort of A-pose. It was like a T-pose seen in computer graphics stuff, but her arms weren’t straight out to the side. Nora hadn’t noticed when it happened, but she was held slightly aloft by a life-size doll stand.

“You haven’t dismissed the spell?” Madame Livanté said. “That’s because you shouldn’t be able to cast spells with the doll spell I taught you. I’m sure you find being completely helpless rather erotic.”

Nora did. Though, not being able to cancel the doll spell didn’t really make sense. She had been enjoying Rachel’s posing and reposing her so much she hadn’t even tried. Sure enough, she was stuck like this when she tried to cancel the spell.

Livanté walked away toward the door to the room. “Master will be pleased to have you back.” She switched out the light as she closed the door behind her.