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Roger grabbed Anastacius’ collar. “You think you can walk in here and everything will just go back to the way that it was?” he shouted. “I didn’t get to be duke in an empire like this without learning a thing or two about black magic. I know what you did and I remember everything that happened.”
Anastacius smiled dismissively. “I had to do it or else Janette-”
Roger cut him off by slamming him against the wall of his bedroom. “You don’t give a damn about Janette!” he shouted. “If you gave one shit about my daughter, you wouldn’t have dragged her into this!”
“She could have been queen,” Anastacius protested. “She deserves better.”
“And yet here you are in my inadequate house with no magic and no name, Mr. Patterson,” Roger narrowed his eyes at him, “but you forgot one thing when you came crawling back to me. Black magic doesn’t just disappear.”
Roger’s eyes glowed as he glared at Anastacius. He could feel the magical connection Anastacius had been using to puppet him around for weeks. It was still there.
“Now that your magic is back to where it was when you were born,” Roger said. “I’m the one with the upper hand here.” Black magic crackled in the air between them as Roger pushed him down on his bed. “This kind of magic goes both ways, you know, and now it’s my turn to use you like you did me.” Roger tore open Anastacius’ shirt and passed his hands down his muscular chest.
“Wait, stop,” Anastacius tried to push him off but the black magic was sapping him of his strength.
Roger grabbed Anastacius’ chin and glared at him. “Seriously, you’re telling me to stop?” Roger laughed. “Like you ever thought of stopping when you did it to me! No, this time, I’m in charge.”
Roger covered Anastacius’ mouth as he used his finger to trace a magic glyph on his stomach below his belly button. Anastacius let out a muffled moan behind Roger’s hand as the hot magic flowed into him, filling his stomach with a pressure that made his heart beat faster.
“That should make your entire body more sensitive.” Roger said as he started to undo Anastacius’ belt. “Looks like you’re feeling it already. Your magic must have been more useless than I thought.”
Anastacius weakly put his hands over his hardening crotch. “That feels- what are you trying to do to me?” he asked.
Roger hovered over Anastacius’ face with a grin. “I thought that would be obvious. Isn’t this what you wanted when you made me dance for you?”
Anastacius didn’t want to look at him. “I didn’t think you would-”
Roger got on top of him, pinning him down. “You thought what? That I wouldn’t remember? No, you didn’t think you would lose! You thought you could leave me like that forever, like some living sex doll! Well, you are done toying with my body.” Roger tore off Anastacius’ belt and pulled down his pants, showing off the bulge in his underwear. “You lost. You’re dead to the world, and there is nothing to stop me from taking back what was mine!”
Roger lowered Anastacius’ underwear, revealing his already erect cock underneath.
“What kind of masochist are you?” Roger laughed. “Seems like you’re enjoying this.”
Anastacius frowned at him trying to hide his blushing cheeks. “Are you really so surprised that your spell worked?”
“I’m surprised how much of a pushover you really are,” Roger said, grinning. “Let’s see how much you can stand.”
Roger dipped his finger into the glowing magic on Anastacius’ stomach and traced a new line down and around the base of his hard dick. Then he drew the tip of his finger lightly up the shaft to the head leaving a trail that throbbed with Anastacius’ heart beat.
“Fuck, Roger, what is that?” Anastacius asked. His dick felt amazing and it was hard to concentrate on anything else.
“It’s just the same curse you put on me,” Roger explained, gently caressing Anastacius’ red cheek, “and now it should bind you and keep you hard for as long as I want.”
“You don’t know what you’re doing,” Anastacius tried and failed to fight back as the magic took hold of him, squeezing and massaging his cock from inside his skin. The sensation of the magic tightening around him was making it harder to breathe.
“I know exactly what I’m doing.” Roger traced his finger down Anastacius’ balls, drawing a swirl of magic on each one. “This will keep your semen flowing no matter how many times you cum.”
“You shouldn’t be using black magic for this!” Anastacius shouted, the magic making him hyper aware of what was happening to him.
Roger spread Anastacius’ legs and roughly shoved his fingers into his ass. “Don’t you talk to me about safety after what you’ve done, bitch.”
Anstacius let out a moan as Roger stirred his fingers inside of him. He could feel the hot magic swirling around under his skin. He gasped involuntarily as Roger pressed against his prostate, leaving a strong glyph tightly bound around it.
Anastacius clutched Roger’s pale hair. “Oh god, Roger, it feels so good!”
Roger pushed harder, making Anastacius’ prostate swell with magic. Stars sparked behind Anastacius’ eyes as the pleasure built up.
“Fuck, I’m gonna cum!”
Roger suddenly pulled out his fingers. He looked down at Anastacius’ chiseled body below him, red and panting with his hard cock dripping precum.
“This wouldn’t be much of a punishment if I just let you cum on your own,” Roger said, grinning. “You’re only allowed to cum when I do. Now get on your knees.”
Anastacius felt the black magic urge him onto the floor. The movements felt familiar and effortless just like how he had let Aeternitas control him before.
“Good boy, now open your mouth like the slut you are.”
Anastacius obeyed. He sat naked on his knees with his dick hard and wanting between his legs. He opened his mouth and let his tongue out ready for his master to fill it.
Roger positioned his cock in front of Anastacius’ lips. “Take it in. Suck my cock like you love it, bitch.”
Anastacius slowly brought his lips around the head of Roger’s dick and swallowed it into his wet mouth. The magic was making his whole body hot and being compelled to suck Roger’s thick cock turned him on even more.
“Move your tongue. Yeah, just like that.” Roger held onto Anastacius’ head pushing his dick even deeper. “Yeah, that’s it. This cock is going inside of your ass next so make it good and hard.”
Anastacius worked Roger’s dick with his soft mouth sucking on it greedily and letting it hit the back of his throat as deep as he could.
“Good boy, my cock looks the best with your lips around it.”
The sound of Roger’s thick cock going in and out of his wet mouth filled Anastacius’ ears. The magic in his ass pulsed pushing him to suck harder and making him yearn to feel Roger’s dick inside of him.
“I’m gonna cum, so swallow it all down.”
Roger forcefully pulled Anastacius’ head towards him and pumped out a load of hot rich cum straight down his throat. Anastacius gulped it down dutifully, savoring the feeling of Roger’s semen filling his mouth. He slowly pulled his lips away and showed off his open mouth to prove he had swallowed it all.
“That’s what I like to see,” Roger said proudly. “Looks like I won’t have to teach you to be a proper cumdump. I didn’t need much magic at all to bring out the dirty cockslut you’ve always been all along.”
“I’d do anything you want me to, Master,” Anastacius confessed. If this was how he could make it up to Roger, then he was committed to following it through until the end.
“If you want it so bad, point your ass this way and beg for it,” Roger commanded.
Anastacius blushed red. It was so humiliating, but his body ached for Roger’s cock. Just the thought of his huge dick plugging up his ass pussy made it all worth it. He did as he was told and turned around. Anastacius knelt down on the bed and looked back at Roger while spreading his cheeks so he could show off the glowing magic pulsing inside his twitching asshole.
“Please, Master, give me your big cock!” Anastacius begged, his face red with embarrassment and anticipation. “I want it so much! Make me your personal anal sex slave!”
Roger pushed his raw cock into Anastacius’ waiting asshole, spreading it wide around his thick cock. “Whores like you are meant for breeding,” Roger said, rocking his hips. “Even more if you make a slutty face like that.”
Each thrust made Anastacius moan as Roger’s rock hard dick passed over the magical glyph gripping his prostate. It felt amazing getting plowed by Roger’s cock as it hit him deep inside over and over again.
“From now on, you’re my breeding bitch. I’m going to fill your hole every night.” Roger smacked Anastacius’ ass as he fucked him hard from behind. “You need to learn your place, you dirty little cumdumpster.”
Anastacius could feel everything so much more than ever before. His mind just couldn’t focus on anything else but the pleasure of getting repeatedly ravaged by Roger’s hot cock.
“The magic is making me nothing but a bound fuck toy just for you!” Anastacius shouted. “Please, cum inside me again and again!”
Roger leaned over to whisper in his ear, “If you want my cum so bad, then tighten up that bitch hole of yours.” He pulled out and slammed his cock all the way back in, piercing through Anastacius’ tight muscles.
Anastacius’ brain went hazy with pleasure at getting stuffed like that. “Oh yes, fuck me harder!” he moaned. “Your cock makes me feel so good!”
Roger grabbed Anastacius’ hips with both of his strong hands. He took complete control of Anastacius’ ass, and violently rammed into him hard, sparking the dark magic with each thrust.
Anastacius looked back at him with a slutty expression. “I’m gonna milk that huge cock dry with my tight needy hole.”
Roger smiled and sped up his thrusts. “Spread your legs wider you thirsty bitch.”
Roger pulled Anastacius up and pushed him against the wall above the headboard. He pinned Anastacius’ wrists above his head with one hand and played with his nipple with the other, fucking him hard while sucking on his neck.
“Oh please, Master, let me cum!”
Roger carressed Anastacius’ chest muscles, down his abs and over the magic glyph to his precum soaked cock. He grabbed it and pumped his hand back and forth making Anastacius moan as he plowed his ass.
“I’m gonna cum,” Roger announced. “Take all my cum inside your tight ass pussy!”
Anastacius’ muscles clamped down hard around Roger’s dick as he came. The magic made him so sensitive that he could feel the hot semen flowing as Roger shot it inside of him. Anastacius came onto Roger’s pillows and headboard as hot spurts of cum poured into him deep inside his ass.
Roger pulled out and roughly flipped Anastacuis over onto the bed. The magic in his asshole leaked out with the cum and circled around it, spreading the spell and increasing Anastacius’ sensitivity. Seeing Anastacius below him all hot and horny made Roger lose it. He plunged his raw dick into Anastacius’ wet messy asshole and pounded it with all his strength making sure to hit his prostate hard.
“God yes, I want your thick cock to breed me again and again.” Anastacius wrapped his legs around Roger’s hips, locking him in as he fucked him.
“Yeah, take it, take it deep into your little whore ass,” Roger growled as he drove his hard dick in and out of Anastacius’ ass pussy.
“I want to get fucked like this everyday!” Anastacius moaned.
The enhanced pleasure was overwhelming. Anastacius wanted to cum so much. The pressure of the magic made him feel full even when Roger pulled out so that each time Roger’s cock hit him deep inside, it felt like his ass was being stuffed to bursting. Anastacious clamped down hard on Roger’s dick, desperately trying to make him cum so he could cum too.
“You like that?” Roger teased. “You like it hard, you little cockslut?” He loved how Anastacius’ ass tightened up when he pinched his nipples. He left little marks of black magic on them so Anastacius would moan even more when he touched them.
“I love being your personal cumdump. Fuck me up hard!” Anastacius’ sensitive ass could feel Roger’s dick twitching, on the verge of cumming.
Roger suddenly pulled out and grabbed both of their dicks in his strong hands. He pumped them both up and down quickly, feeling the magic pulse inside.
“Open your mouth and take all my cum on your face,” Roger commanded.
“I’m cumming too. “ Anastacius stuck out his tongue, ready to receive Roger’s facial. “Please, cover my face in your cum!”
Roger came pumping a load of thick hot cum onto Anastacius’ face and into his open mouth. Anastacius moaned as he was finally able to cum with Roger’s hand job. He shot a string of sticky cum all over his own bare muscled chest.
It wasn’t enough though. “You’re still so hard,” Anastacius said, licking the cum off his lips. “Give me more! Please make me cum again, Master,” he pleaded.
Anastacius’ body was covered in fresh cum and glowing glyphs binding him to his will. Roger was instantly hard seeing him like that. “Damn it, I’ll breed that sweet ass all night long!” He grabbed Anastacius’ arms as he sat down against the dirty headboard. “Ride my dick. Show me you want it.”
Anastacius obediently straddled Roger’s hard cock. Drips of cum oozed from his twitching asshole and onto the tip of Roger’s dick.
“Good boy, now take my cock in,” Roger commanded. “Give me that tight ass pussy.”
Anastacius lowered his hips and felt Roger’s thick raw cock spreading him wide again. It felt so good getting stuffed with magic and cock. He could feel the waves of enhanced pleasure frying his brain as he ground himself against Roger’s body.
Roger squeezed Anastacius’ ass cheeks hard with both hands as he licked and sucked on Anastacius’s nipples. Anastacius’ ass clamped down on him with each bite.
“Your ass is clinging to my cock,” Roger said. “Who knew you would be such a perfect meat toilet.” He slapped Anastacius’ fat cheeks. “Move that useless ass faster.”
Anastacius bobbed up and down enthusiastically on Roger’s dick. His cheeks were so wet with cum that the sound of his ass clapping against Roger’s hips filled the air.
Roger looked at Anastacius’ cum covered face moaning in pleasure while riding him and couldn’t hold back. He grabbed Anastacius’ hips so he could thrust up into him.
“Ah, god, this feels amazing!” Anastacius panted. “Yes, fuck my tight little bussy!”
Roger pulled Anastacius’ body onto him, spreading his legs wide so he could freely pound him hard from below.
“I’m gonna plow this hole so hard your ass is gonna be drowning in my semen.”
Anastacius’ prostate was constantly under attack and every thrust made him lose his mind. “I want you to fill my ass up with cum so fucking much!” he shouted as he moved his hips to match Roger’s pace.
“My balls are going to fill your bitch ass to the brim. Squeeze out every last drop with your slutty ass pussy.”
Roger thrust up hard into Anastacius’ tight ass and dumped a huge load of cum deep inside. That feeling of being filled with semen made Anastacius cum too, shooting his hot sticky load between their sweaty muscled bodies.
Roger pulled out slowly, letting a string of his cum droop from the head of his dick to Anastacius’ asshole. The magic had spread out from what he had initially drawn, leaving swirls of passion on Anastacius’ cheeks and thighs.
“Please, don’t pull out,” Anastacius begged frantically, the magic making him desperate. “Fuck me! Use me! I want to feel your cock going in and out of my ass even more!”
Roger traced the dark magic down his own shaft, leaving a glyph on his tip. The magic pulsed and his cock grew bigger and harder. Anastacius licked his lips in anticipation watching it.
Roger laughed at him. “Get on your knees and let me breed you, you horny little cocksleeve.” He forced him around again and smacked his red ass cheeks more.
The magic taking over Anastacius made the spanking feel amazing. “Oh yes, fill me up with your monster cock, Master!” he moaned.
Roger pushed the head of his cock inside Anastacius’ asshole, spreading the ring of magic around it. The new symbol on his dick made Anastacius’ tight wet ass feel like heaven as his muscles squeezed down around him.
“I can feel your cock spreading my ass open,” Anastacius groaned as Roger pushed deeper. “Your giant cock is gaping my ass wider than I ever thought I could take!”
Roger’s thick raw cock filled Anastacius’ ass as he pushed it all the way in to the base. Anastacius could see the bulge of Roger’s dick stretching out his stomach right behind the dark magic glyph. Roger started moving. The magic pulsed each time he thrust all the way inside setting off shocks of pleasure in Anastacius’ empty head.
Roger picked up the pace, thrusting wildly into Anastacius’ ass. “I’m gonna fuck your bussy until it’s loose and filled to the brim with my cum.”
Roger reached around and pinched Anastacius’ sensitive nipples as he vigorously plunged his massive cock in and out of Anastacius’ gaping asshole. Anastacius squirmed beneath him, arching his back as the mixture of magic and cock pushed him closer to the edge.
“I can feel your cock still growing inside of me!” Anastacius called out happily. “It's getting even bigger!”
Roger’s dick spread his ass wider as it grew, reaching deeper than before. Anastacius couldn’t hold on anymore. He let go and completely submitted to the pleasure, letting Roger fuck his brains out.
Anastacius bit his lip. “Oh my god you're tearing me apart!” he panted. “I can feel it so deep!
“A useless cumdump like you deserves to get destroyed.”
Anastacius’ ass clung hard to Roger’s dick as it hit him deep inside again and again. The glyph on his prostate squeezed mercilessly each time Roger’s cock ground up against it.
The magical stimulation was making Roger’s head fuzzy too. “You’re so tight,” he moaned, spanking Anastacius’ cheeks and watching them jiggle as he fucked him. “Your ass pussy is so hungry for my cock.”
“Oh my god, yes! Break me! My asshole wants to get fucked hard!”
“I’m gonna pound that cute bussy of yours until you can’t walk anymore. Your ass is gonna be completely destroyed after I’m done with it you dirty whore!”
Roger drove his thick cock in and out of Anastacius’ ass even faster. It was so slick and tight, it was all he could think about. Roger forced Anastacius’ head down onto the bed with his ass up.
“Fuck yes, give me more!” Anastacius shouted “I need my ass pussy filled with your hot cum!”
Anastacius kept his ass raised so that Roger could have full control over it. Anastacius’ dick swung uselessly below him dripping precum as Roger pounded him hard from behind.
“You’ve become a top notch meat toilet, Anastacius. Be a good slut and milk my huge cock with that ass!” Roger gave him another spanking, spreading the magic up his spine.
“Yes, Master!” Anastacius said obediently as the magic activated every nerve. “Breed me! Use my ass like a toy and cum inside of me!”
Roger pushed his long cock deep inside Anastacius’ ass and came buckets, pumping out a huge amount with his magic enhanced balls. Anastacius convulsed in pleasure at being creampied by such a large load and came hard squirting even more cum onto the messy sheets.
Roger pulled out and gripped his growing cock, working it up and down. He touched his own balls with magic so he could splurt out even more cum onto Anastacius’ ass, back, and hair. Anastacius was absolutely covered in cum, his gaping ass twitching and oozing, lit up by the swirling magic.
“You’re so easy to handle now that the magic has taken over,” Roger said as he picked Anastacius up by his knees and spread his legs presenting him so that anyone entering the room would see his spellbound dick and asshole.
Anastacius looked down at the cock that was just about to enter him. Roger’s dick had grown even more to an enormous girth and Anastacius’ one last shred of rationality told him it wasn’t possible.
“Master! T-this is way too much!"
He couldn’t fight back as Roger lowered Anastacius’ body onto his cock. He let Anastacius’ body weight slide his wet asshole down over his tip, but when that wasn’t enough, he started pulling him down.
" U-ugh... I'm s... so full already... Please b-be merciful, I can't t-take it!"
“You’ll take it alright and you’ll get what a sissy cockslut deserves!”
The magic pulsed as Roger forced Anastacius’ used ass to swallow it all whole. The magic glyph on Anastacius’ stomach deformed with the shear size of the cock filling him.
“This bitch ass pussy was made to serve a cock like mine.”
Roger bounced Anastacius up and down, diving his hard cock deep inside Anastacius’ gaping ass and fucking him hard.
“Wait! Don’t be s-so rough... P-Please!”
The magic spread as Anastacius’ mind went blank, leaving swirls of hot pleasure all over his body centered on the glyph on his stomach that now bulged out with each thrust.
“Be a good whore and take it all.” Roger commanded as he plunged Anastacius’ body down to the base of his dick. “Make me cum, you cocksleave.”
“N-no more, Master. Please… I’m gonna break!”
Roger didn’t care. He shoved his cock all the way in and pounded that hot bussy hard. “Fuck toys like you are meant to be broken.”
Roger kept going, using the magic to completely control Anastacius’s body, and with each long thrust, the glowing swirls tightened under Anastacius’ skin, binding him. Anastacius’ whole body went limp in Roger’s strong arms as he let his enormous cock fuck him hard, unable to do anything but moan in pleasure at being stuffed over and over again with Roger’s monster cock.
“I’m cumming, fuck!” Roger shouted. “I’m going to fill that bitch hole to the brim!”
Roger thrust up inside Anastacius’ loose ass and came hard, letting out a huge hot load deep inside that bubbled out around the edges. Anastacius came too, shooting his cum out into the air as Roger continued to pump more semen into him. The pleasure of being absolutely destroyed and filled to bursting with cum made his ass feel like it was melting.
Roger slowly pulled out his cock and looked down at Anastacius’ body panting. Anastacius couldn’t even move as he lay face down on the bed with his legs spread open. He was covered in cum and his asshole gaped wide from being thoroughly used all night. Roger smiled satisfied that he had gotten what he needed.
Roger ran a finger down his dick dissipating the spell. His cock slowly returned to his natural size. He laid down next to Anastacius and flipped him over. Anastacius could hardly even focus on him as Roger touched the glyph under his belly button to deactivate the spell.
The magic lines that had snaked their way around Anastacius’ whole body slowly pulled back and returned to the main glyph on his stomach. His unnaturally hard cock went limp as the magic retracted it’s grip on his crotch. That feeling of release made his body completely relax. He watched wearily as Roger retraced the glyph making it disappear. Anastacius was suddenly exhausted and his limbs felt so heavy. He didn’t know what to say.
“Was that… enough?” Anastacius asked hesitantly through heavy breaths.
Roger rubbed his temples in frustration. “It’s just… I would have gone along with it if you had just asked me.”
“What?!” The fog of the spell was lifting slowly, but that definitely cut through it.
“You didn’t have to brainwash me at all,” Roger explained. “I would have helped-”
“But you’re a loyalist! You love the Emperor.”
“Yes yes, long live whatever,” Roger mumbled. “Everyone’s a loyalist if they want to keep their position, but the truth is, until you showed up, I thought Janette was Claude’s illegitimate child. If I gave two shits about the royal family, I wouldn’t have been secretly hiding her from her father this whole time.”
Anastacius’ hazy brain tried to process this. He sighed. “I would have done it anyway. The black magic in your body was clear evidence of your innocence.”
Roger shrugged. “Yeah, but if you had clued me in from the beginning then I could have stopped Ejekiel from sabotaging you.”
“I… underestimated him,” Anastacius admitted.
“I taught him well,” Roger smiled proudly. “The whole time I was under, I kept thinking about all the things I could warn you about, but you never compelled me to tell you so I couldn’t.”
“Is that why the mind control you used just now was less restrictive?” Anastacius guessed.
Roger laughed. “No, that’s just because I have so little experience using black magic that I’m surprised it even worked.”
Anastacius’ eyes went wide. “I was right!” he laughed.
“I’m sure a lot of that was just the power of suggestion. You really were a cockslut all along. You just needed a little push.”
“That monster cock was certainly real!”
“Ah yes, I’ve been using that trick for years.” Roger smiled at the memories. “Kind of makes my dick hurt afterwards though.”
“Your dick hurts?!” Anastacus glared at him. “You weren’t the one getting railed for hours!”
“Oh yeah right, I’ve got a spell for that,” Roger said, straining his words mockingly, “but black magic doesn’t really mix well with healing spells so you’ll just have to suffer.”
Anastacius weakly punched him with all the strength he could muster making Roger laugh.
“Alright, alright, I’ll get you some medicine.” Roger scooped up Anastacius in his arms and carried him to the bathroom.
“You really are strong,” Anastacius noted.
Roger chuckled. “I’m strong, but not this strong,” he admitted. “It’s a buff I used to cast on my dock workers years ago before I got someone else to do it. I’m pretty good at it. Lasts six whole hours. I’m glad I could find another use for it.”
Anastacius coughed and looked away. “Well, I could… give you more opportunities to… practice your magic.”
Roger turned Anastacius’ face towards him and kissed him tenderly.
“I’d like that a lot,” he answered smiling.