Marjorie started as a loud SMACK came from nowhere. Neva gasped in a mix of pleasure and pain and her hands flew to her shapely bare buttocks.
Then another SMACK and Neva cried out again. Marjorie felt something push into her sex and looked down to see it was her own fingers! The sight of Neva being spanked by invisible hands was somehow incredibly arousing to her. A small part of her mind protested what she was doing, but a bigger part wished that it was HER being disciplined by a Master!
With the third and final SMACK, Neva screamed in pleasure and then dropped first to her knees and then put her forhead to the ground panting "Thank you for teaching this slave a lesson Master" again and again.
Marjorie found herself dropping to her knees as well. Stunned, she regarded her very wet fingers. This sort of thing had NEVER exicted her before but she was more aroused than she could ever remember!
Azorfel said "Are you starting to realize another reason you were chosen? Submission is in your blood. You crave it, as do many, but on your repressed, 'civilized' world, no one was ever able to master you."
She wanted to deny this, but couldn't. Azorfel... no, her Master, was right. It was as if she had discovered a hole in herself, one that was filled by submitting totally to Another. Being a slave was unimaginable to her before, but now it was freedom that seemed wrong.
Marjorie pressed her forehead to the floor, ass high in the air, and found herself saying "My Master is correct. My old life is over and I exist only for You and Your wishes." And as the words rang out, she knew them to be true. The newly born slave said goodbye to Marjorie.
"Very good, slave!" said the archmage, clapping his hands once with delight. "Your new name shall be Marja. And to seal that..."
Marja looked up to see a golden disc of energy in her Master's right hand. He walked around behind her and placed it on her right buttock.
First it felt blazingly hot. Then it felt blindingly cold. Then it felt fantastic! It was as if a spike made of pleasure was shoved into her.
Marja shrieked in pleasure, the restraints that had made her a quiet lover before cast away. She collapesed completely, feeling wetness spill from her smooth sex, able to do nothing more that murmur "Thank you Master" again and again.
"Pay attention Marja" said the Archmage, heedless of her condition. He walked over to Neva, waved his hand over her right buttock and said what must have been a magic word. A circle bisected with a wavy line, both made up of fine runes, glowed on Neva's ass. "This is My wizard mark. It is branded on all of My slaves, allowing Me to find them when one is lost and to keep others from stealing them. You cannot claim to be someone else's slave and no one can take you from Me with it in place, magically or otherwise." Marja nodded numbly.
"Now then, it is time for you to begin your new role here!" He exclaimed. "Neva! Marja will..."
Tue May 29 02:28:31 2001