Fae's Secret - Chapter 8

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To Zakk's credit, he seemed to be weathering his predicament fairly well. That was at least what Fae could tell from a surface level, but she couldn't help but think their solution to his substantially increased libido wasn't going to last.

Especially now, after he was forced to watch his mistress ride on a demon's cock for many long minutes just so that he could maintain the binding spell that held the divine being down. Luckily it was over before too long but that didn't make the femboy feel any better about his situation.

“Excellent work, like always,” Fae said happily as she gathered the thick cum from her pussy with a levitation spell and drew it into a long necked flask. The demon had since been banished and the rabbit could finally relax himself.

“Thank you, mistress,” he said, his voice wavering slightly. The mare glanced over at her assistant with a confused look but realized before long as to what it was that seemed to be paining him.

“Oh, I'm so sorry I almost forgot. Please come here,” she said and beckoned him with a finger. He trotted over to her, just as requested. By the time he had, Fae had finished with her material gathering and set the flask off to the side.

Zakk stood still while the mare undid his pants and pulled them down, revealing that his throbbing equine cock was forced to stay in its more limp state with the use of a chastity cage. She could feel the heat coming from its ebony surface as she went about undoing the lock on its side.

The thick shaft flopped free of its binding and Zakk let out a relieved sigh as the mare drew the cage away and set it on the floor. “I'm so sorry, mistress, I don't mean to be so insatiable.”

“It's not your fault, Zakk, we just have to figure out a way to make your urges more manageable,” she replied with a smile. It didn't take long for the femboy's cock to swell with blood and soon it stuck straight up and flexed hard from his lap.

“It's becoming a bit of a monster to handle,” he said and grasped it by the base and tried to bend it down so that it wasn't like he walked around with a club sticking out from between his thighs. “I fear that my effectiveness as an apprentice is coming to an end...”

“That's nonsense, all it will take is some research and a bit of patience,” she confirmed with a reassuring nod. Zakk nodded as well but his frown persisted.

“I trust you, mistress. But uh...I don't know how I should proceed with myself,” he mumbled, still trying to at least hide his cock by stuffing it between his thighs and hoping that his legs can conceal it. “I hate to ask for your assistance. I know how busy you are.”

Fae giggled under her breath and reached up to take hold of her journal of notes from its floating spot in the air. She opened it to a page that was marked by her pencil being shoved against the crease of pages and gestured for the floor where the demon had just been.

“Very well. Lie down and I will do what I can to help you,” she said.

Excitement rushed through Zakk in that moment and he nodded happily. He did exactly as she said, dropping to his back in the middle of the persisting summoning circle with his horsecock sticking up from his groin like a flagpole.

Fae crawled over to him and positioned herself over his lap. With one leg lifted, she took his member by the tip and set it against her pussy. She sank it in and lowered her body to the point that his cock was firmly held within her wet, tight depths.

In truth Fae was secretly looking forward to this. While she had enjoyed her time with the recent demon, she was left wanting more. Getting to fuck her beloved assistant right after the hardest part of the day was almost exactly how she'd have preferred to celebrate such an accomplishment.

His size filled her so perfectly when she pushed down to the point that their pelvises touched. She hadn't yet cum from the demon and so this was quite the welcomed continuation.

Zakk moaned hotly and arched his back, pushing up against his mistress to lift her from his lap. She giggled at his effort and churned her hips from side to side, feeling the flat tip of his member grind against her cervix. She did eventually let up but only so that she could press back down.

Her hips worked like that for the first minute or so, making sure she was comfortable enough to pick up the pace. Once she was, Fae turned her attention back to her notes and started scribbling her thoughts on the paper.

Zakk's paws settled on her thighs while he nudged up to meet her downward motion. Precum was already springing from the tip of his member and he could barely contain the pleasure that came from his overly sensitive member becoming squeezed. Her body unintentionally milked him, or perhaps it was more of her muscle memory from taking on the demon's sexual desires.

Concentrating on her task at hand proved to be a difficult one, like it so often was when she pleasured the femboy. She didn't know why she insisted so much on multitasking when it just caused her to do two things terribly at the same time. She thought about implementing a spell that could better focus her thoughts but then a different idea struck in that moment.

Fae turned her torso around to see the mostly full flask of demon cum and reached over to grasp its long neck. The heavy, white fluid inside sloshed around as she brought it closer and thought for a moment as to what she should do with it to help her current mental state.

Drinking it might imbue her with a surge of raw mana and clear her thoughts, but it could just as easily cloud them. Taking some of ingredient to craft a fortitude spell could work but that would do more to harden her mind rather than make her good at working and pleasuring Zakk. It seemed that she only had two avenues to go down.

With that in mind, Fae did as she thought would be most expedient. She reached behind herself and lifted her tail. With her asshole exposed, she fit the thin neck inside and pushed it deep enough so that she could grip it without worry of it slipping out. As she did, the combined pressure from both holes being filled at once caused her to moan under her breath and arch her back.

The jostle of Zakk's hips hitting her had the demon cum splashing up the container's neck and striking the mare's sensitive insides. When the first droplets made contact with her skin, she shuddered and gasped.

Bliss erupted through Fae's mind in that moment and she clenched down on both insertions. The femboy cried out and gripped her thighs tighter as he too felt the renewed wave of pleasure. More jostling caused a feedback loop that had even more raw material splashing inside of her. Her mind was soon awash in chaotic ecstasy and she could barely concentrate on anything, let alone two tasks at once.

Luckily, Zakk was more than eager to pick up where she had left off. His hips arched up to meet her cunt at a steadily growing pace. His precum coated the walls of her pussy and began to eventually seep out around his size to roll down the inside of her thighs. In a similar fashion, her own pussy juices spilled out onto the rabbit's lap with every motion that he made.

“Oh fuck,” Fae moaned and leaned forward. It seemed like a full minute had passed of her just whimpering and staring off into nothingness with half lidded eyes. She had almost dropped her book in this time, but now she grasped it with renewed determination. “Zakk, I just had an epiphany!”

“E-epiphany?” The femboy moaned out, barely registering the other's words.

“Yes! Oh this is too important to ignore!” she cried and focused back on her notes. She began hastily scribbling at her page, all the while her hips seemed to be moving on their own. In truth they were, as her body desperately craved the euphoric sensations that the femboy's cock provided mixed with the potent demon cum.

As the mare's pleasure heightened, she would moan out and clench her teeth, as if making any noise would cause her to lose focus. Her pussy spilled her essence in a greater volume now, her apprentice's lap completely soaked with a growing pool forming just beneath his butt.

Despite the pleasure that current racked her mind and the frequent, powerful hits from below, Fae never let up on her writing. Her penmanship didn't even falter, the equations, notes, and ingredient lists were perfectly legible as if she wasn't currently getting fucked. The look in her eyes was a crazed one. A grin stretched over her face and a thin line of drool spilled down her lip.

Fae's frantic scribbling eventually slowed to a more meticulous jaunt. That further decreased until she fully stopped and just stared down at all that she had come up with. When she was satisfied, she finally snapped her book shut and let out an excited scream of happiness and ecstasy. It was like she was hit with a combined wave of pleasure of all the sensations that she had been trying to ignore.

Her whole body shivered and shook as an oncoming climax wove its way through the nerves of her cunt. She clenched down on her apprentice and whimpered while the fingers of pure euphoria stroked their way up through her core. Before she let the rolling sensations completely over take her mind, she had the clarity enough to reach behind herself and pull the container of demon cum from her ass.

As soon as it was pushed away, Fae let herself become consumed by the pleasure. Her body shook and her head tilted up with her eyes closed. Zakk's persistent thrusting while she pushed down on him with equal ferocity had his own climax rapidly approaching. The power that ebbed from her flowed into him, encouraged by the lingering effects of the demon essence.

The climactic bliss was felt equally between them in that moment, and when Zakk's cum erupted inside of his mistress, her own flooded down over his length. They cried out in unison, a sound that rose in volume and would have caused quite a bit of concern had it been heard from outside of the workshop.

Zakk's hips refused to stop thrusting, and the mare's similarly worked to continue riding. The rabbit's thick, equine volume of seed splashed down his own length, made thinner by the mare's own juices. For as long as they continued to work together, the intoxicating sensations never ceased. Only when Fae's stomach started to cramp and the rabbit's pelvis ached did their conjoined motions eventually slow and cease.

Fae could barely focus her vision as her magic induced high finally subsided. Her pelvis plopped down fully onto Zakk's lap, keeping his hard cock cradled inside like she were a hen protecting a freshly laid egg. Her stomach bulged when she did this, making her look like she were a couple months into a pregnancy.

Stray shivers still wracked the femboy's body as he tried desperately to calm his mind down. He sucked in deep breaths of air and would often whisper a light moan under his breath with every other exhale. His paws had since fallen from their places on her legs and were now limp on the floor.

Fae opened her eyes and gazed lovingly down at her apprentice. The slack jawed, exhausted expression on his face was one that she adored to see. It reminded her of hard work and a job well done. Which were both true, as she was reminded by slowly pulling off of his cock.

His thick member flopped free, its tip flared and still drooling cum. Out came a flood of hot jizz that added to the pool beneath the femboy's body. The more Fae looked at that puddle of white and the thick strings that attached her pussy to his length, she wondered how he hadn't wasted away. How was his body even producing so much fluid? The poor guy must have been ravenously hungry.

“We still have work to do, Zakk,” Fae giggled as she came to stand nearby. She watched his small chest rise and fall, now much slower than before. He opened his eyes and looked up at her tiredly.

“Wha...” he mumbled and stroked a paw over his forehead to brush the lock of hair from his eyes. “What more work do we have to do?”

“We need to go to the library for one,” she answered back and leaned down to take a hold of his paw. She struggled to get him to his feet, as his legs were about as rigid as cooked noddles. Even when he was up he still needed to lean against her for stability.

“I might need a minute or two,” he laughed softly.

“That's okay, we need to get cleaned up anyway,” she replied and leaned down to place a light kiss on his lips. He leaned into the touch and moaned gently under his breath. His whole body still seemed to be sensitive. “Go and run us a bath. I'll clean this mess up and then I'll join you.”

“Yes, mistress,” Zakk said with a smile and carefully started for the stairs on the other end of the shop. Before he got too far away the mare swatted his backside, making him yelp and turn to grin back at her. She returned the expression and then settled her attention on the pool in front of her.

Once she began to recall a few levitation spells to mind, the mare realized that there wasn't just a big pool of cum, but a line of droplets that followed the femboy on his way across the shop. She thought to call out to him so that he wouldn't trail a mess all the way up to the washroom, but stopped herself. It was already done, and something about the imagery had her smiling fondly at the adorable bunny as he disappeared up the steps.

In all his life, Ren had never once used a calming spell or any supplement that was supposed to settle his thoughts. But as the divine disturbances continued on with no sign of a demon or angel being present, he had to resort to sleep aids and other affects that would keep his stress levels under control. Mostly due to his doctor's request, he'd probably be in a grave by the end of the year if he didn't try something to keep his blood pressure under control.

The reason he hated such things was due to their side effect of numbing the mind and making the user less reactive to situations. Recalling spells and doing even mundane physical activities were slowed to some degree. Time itself worked by a third to the user's perception.

While the wolf experienced all of this, that didn't keep him from trying to stay on top of his normal duties. So far, there were two avenues that he was exploring to conquer the city's current predicament. One was sending mana sniffers into every residence, shop, and underground passage in the city and beyond to suss out where these angels or demons might be hiding. The second, and most promising approach, was constructing an experimental device that could pinpoint disturbances as they would occur.

This device could not only be a solution to their current problem, but it could also be revolutionary to finding all divine incursions and taking them out before they grew too powerful and destructive. Ren's mind boiled with these thoughts and his mouth was practically salivating as he made his way down into the depths of the central library of the city, a grand building that housed the collective knowledge of the region in duplicate form.

The laboratory at its deepest point was where this device was being constructed by some of the continent's greatest minds. When the grand bishop reached the lab after what was six flights of stairs, he was awed into silence by the sight of the machine.

It stood at about ten feet high and had the shape of a tetrahedron balanced on the point of a pyramid. Three wizards stood around it, their staffs glowing blue and striking the thing's metal surface with writhing bolts of lightning. Near the base were two lithomancers that were busily inscribing the bottom pyramid with runes and enchantments. Part of the top mechanism was open, where small, dexterous goblins busily traded tools in and out of the opening and from which stray sparks would sometimes light the dark inside.

The wolf's presence was quickly noticed by a thin tiger dressed in black robes and carrying a metal pole with a dark red jewel on its top. He approached Ren right away and waved at him. “Greetings, grand bishop, have you come to see our progress?” he asked with a voice that sounded like he were trying to gargle stones. In truth, Ren knew it was because the tiger had accidentally taken in a breath of fire upon trying to weather an explosion that took out his previous lab. Innovation had its price, after all.

“It's come along so far,” Ren whispered, his eyes wide as he continued to take in the sight. The longer he stared at it the more of the machine's details came to him. “When will it be operational?”

“Not too long now, we've been working day and night. Not a minute goes by that an artificer isn't tinkering with some aspect of it,” the tiger explained.

Ren nodded his head slowly and ventured farther into the lab. “I want you to know how appreciative the king and I are for your hard work in this endeavor.” He turned to glance back at the other mage from the corner of his eye. “Don't think we will ever forget this.”

“I am well a ware of the king's generosity,” the tiger replied with a grin. “The work is its own reward as well. Not that my weight in gold wouldn't be much appreciated, but having a mechanism able to detect angels and demons will be of great benefit to us all.”

“I agree,” Ren grumbled and stopped a few yards away from the machine. He realized that the runes had a slight glow to them now that he was so close, and he could even recognize many of them as being divine in origin, which for its purpose, made sense. “Do you have a date in mind for its first test?”

“We estimate two days at the minimum,” the tiger said with a thoughtful nod and stroked the thick scruff of beard hair around his chin. “Anything under that and I fear the results will not be accurate enough for our purposes.”

“Two days is just fine,” Ren replied. It was in fact better than fine. At first he had expected this project to take the better part of a month. Now it was just a couple weeks. For the first time since this whole disastrous episode started, there was finally a light at the end of the tunnel.

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