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PostSubject: Today is the Day   Wed May 04, 2011 11:22 pm

Beneath a towering pile of boxes, bags and packages a young avariel elf delicately reaches out with her foot, balancing ever so carefully, to open the door to the cabin Jamus had rented for them. Quietly and without dropping even one of the many neatly tied purchases she opens the door and moves inside. Hopefully he would still be meditating as she finished the errands he had sent her on.

She knew something was going on, but since Jamus had not instructed her to be on alert she felt comfortable knowing it must be more mage-ishness that she would not understand. Since coming to Tallendon they had been searching for many things, and all at once it seems many of the more rare ingredients had come up in the market. Carefully unpacking everything Lyra would put everything where Jamus would want it, and be able to find it.

Finished she looked at herself critically, her long purple hair was as it always was, windswept and free and her white shift was clean and neat, as was the slave collar and bracelets she wore with pride. Jamus was the best master she could imagine, and since he was the only one she had ever known, so far as she could remember, it made for a happy life, one she took great pride in.

With everything put away, and her hair finger straightened as much as it was going to be, she spun in a happy circle. Now she would be able to make Jamus even happier she thought as she began preparing a snack for both of them, carefully making enough noise he would know she was back, and quiet enough not to disturb his meditation if he was not yet finished. It was such a lovely day she thought with a smile.
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PostSubject: Re: Today is the Day   Sun May 15, 2011 12:02 pm

Meditating, reading. Pondering, and purging ones soul and lesser desires for greater purpose. He sat on a fine clean floor, well to be honestly the wooden slates where old and warn, spaces had developed between a few of them, but nothing large enough to loose more than the grains of powder he used in alchemical magics. This was not his usual upper scale home, nor his typical near palace level of lavish styling. But this house had everything he needed. Where as the floor was not as wonderful as the rug he sat cross legged on, the rug more than made up for it to the spectrometer. Brilliant colors and shades of silver, gold, copper, platinum, brass, bronze, and blackened edges roamed beneath hin in a wonderfully colorful representation of the dragons of good. Yet the edging and borders, red, brown black, green, white, blue, and purple told of the chromatic dragons and the evil kin.

Color knew no right or wrong, it was the eyes of the beholder, the being taking its shades in that said what was and wasn’t good. To Jamus all things were acceptable given the right end goal. His end goal was the magical ritual that had led him to this despicable elven kingdom. It was filled with hearty music, happy citizens and an over abundance of joyous ruckus he didn’t particularly like. But the simple masses were allowed their petty delusions. If life was as simple as a loaf of bread and a sweet wine for them so be it. But the spectromancer r wanted more. He wanted to prove an ancient text right and thus grant himself the wings of eagles and angels. His prize it seemed had also just returned form her spree of errands in the markets.

Silma floated free of it's home, a small candle lantern it had decided to sleep in. the eerie way the light moved as the being stirred broke the mage's concentration softly and brought him back tot he world of the mundane. “You should be better about that Silma” he called with his eyes closed to the will-o-wisp that floated his direction. “Lyra is home go and greet her” with that the light mage was alone and the will-o-wisp was fluttering as fast as it could to the key hole in the door and then through it the the hall. Around the corner, partially through a painting as it didn’t make a corner tight enough, and then silently into the main living room to chase down the creature it was flitting towards post haste. Spastically it flitted one way then the next in the main room, as if looking and tracking its prey down. Then suddenly it darted like a rocket of glowing light towards the kitchen. It would do its best to intangibly get in the way of everything Lyra did until appropriate affection was bestowed on it. But then again, it liked her.

Back in the slightly darkened room Jamus sighed and took a deep breath in before opening his eyes. As he did so light and darkness waged war on each other. Advancing and retreating as if the mage's breath was the very battle ground it warred over. But once his eyes opened light and darkness ended their battle and colors and shades and hues and shadows all returned to their mundane places and tint. With a soft smirk on his lips he summoned the moon blade to him in staff form and used it to aid him from the ground. It was not that he was old in any manner, but tired from his meditations. Yet he finally had the answers he sought, and an understanding of the tomes that he felt would grant him exactly what he wanted.

Walking across his room he slipped through the doorway after opening it and then gently down the hallway towards the smell of food that his slave was preparing for her famished master. But first into his study quickly. It would seem she had placed everything exactly where it should be and he marveled as his servants memory for a moment before taking a small pinch of gryphon scale powder and flicking it into the air gently. A few words of intentionally controlled power and a small white ribbon appeared only to be caught by his hand before it fluttered at gravity's will. Leaving his staff he wrapped the ribbon around and coiled it expertly in his grip.

There was no chance a mortal as he wold sneak up on an elf under any normal tone. But as he slipped into the shadows of his den and out from her own in the kitchen he was sure he had finally caught her off guard. Of course he forgot he was wearing te cologne she bought him as always, but again his human nose had grown so adjusted to it that he hardly noticed it unless it was freshly put on. However with out saying a word he would wrap the ribbon around her neck like a garrote for a second before slipping it under her hair and then in a practices motion use it to properly restrain her hair behind her in a loose ponytail. Next he, like always, wold lean down and take a soft smell of his slaves soft purple hair. As always she smelled so erotically wonderful. “Good afternoon Pet” he cooed to her.
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PostSubject: Re: Today is the Day   Sun May 15, 2011 12:39 pm

Twirling her way around the kitchen happily, Lyra danced silently with her happy thoughts. What a wonderful day she thought, floating around the kitchen. She grinned broadly as Silma came flying up the hallway at full racing speed; laughing quietly as the ball of light began spinning around in front of her.

"Greetings Silma" She spoke quietly, letting the words almost be song in tone "Well-met!" She knew the fire could burn but always offered Silma her hand to rest on, offering her left hand as the right was holding a bowl filled with what would soon be a treat for their master. She whistled a quiet tune that she knew Silma liked as she spun in the circle to set the bowl down and begin preparing a light repast.

Switching from whistling to singing gently she sliced, diced, and happily set everything to heat up. As she danced her way back across the kitchen to the ice-box she caught a tiny whiff of Jamus' cologne the moment before a ribbon wrapped tightly around her neck for a moment before it was pulling her hair up and back, the movement sure as all of Jamus' were.

As Jamus leaned down toward her, she thrilled in the sensation of his breath on her skin, running chills and heat throughout her body. Her Master was so much more than, well, than anything she had ever imagined. With this spell she just knew he would be so pleased - Nothing was better than the happiest moments.

She would spin gracefully in front of him, smiling joyously up at him as she heated up from his nearness, almost whispering "Well-Met; Master Jamus" as she leaned in to him innocently. There was so much to be grateful to in this life, highest on her list was the man in front of her. Her Master. Her Jamus. Everything he was to her, a world guiding force as well as a gentle teacher and guide.

"I have prepared a snack" she would pause, biting her lower lip as she looked up at him. "I thought perhaps you would like something after your meditations". She wanted so badly to be of help to him, something had seemed wrong lately, almost off kilter and she fervently wished to offer him any happiness she was able. He seemed to be in a playful mood, which had been missing the last few days - after moving them from the estate into the cabin. She waited in front of him for his direction, ready to spin off and fetch everything, or to go any direction he wanted...looking at him with her Violet eyes filled with trust, and maybe something more
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PostSubject: Re: Today is the Day   Wed May 25, 2011 12:14 pm

Silma flitted and fluttered and after making a few rounds of her hand settled into it gently. As she whistled and sung it hummed and vibrated, the light t gave off doing more flickering and seeming to pulse with her rhythmic singing. Silma always liked her songs, her dances, and most importantly like a stubborn retriever, her attentions. But as their combined master entered the room Silma knew its attention seeking time was interrupted ad that it was second fiddle at best. But it didn’t mind. Jams was here and actively petting his slaves ego, nothing was going to distract her from that, not even an annoyed ball of light in the eye. And so it very quickly flitted off to find a moth to chase, or maybe a bug to torment and devour, as usual.

As Lyra twirled before him before cradling her self against him so perfectly a light smirk rolled to the corner of his lips as he looked over his gorgeous little pet. Elves by far more attractive than simple human women, and Lyra, his perfectly submissive little wonder, the female that would do anything for his pleasure. Oh how he longed to truly let her know exactly what he wanted from her day in and out. How he wanted her even now. But he didn’t, he wouldn’t. The ritual required her to be a virgin and he was not going to sully her body and ruin this long sought after spell for a roll tween the sheets, no matter how perfect it would be. No he would slack those desires on the far less pretty and unworthy. For now.

From spinning in front on him he would pull her pressed to him. Gently stroking her hair and shoulders lightly. He'd take another scent of his prey before turning her chin up to him. As he ducked his head he already knew she would stand as high on her tip toes as she could at his direction. One soft, poisonously chaste kiss gleamed to her softly perfect tasting lips and he was already once again filled with a masters lust for his priceless slave girl. Yet with restraint unknown to mortal men he resisted his driving desire to tell her to do what he knew she would without hesitation. She must remain pure, if only a little while longer.

“I am sure its a wonderful snack” He cooed to her as their lips slowly parted. Truthfully he could think of several things he wanted after his meditations, but food would suffice for now. “Thank you Lyra” he smiled ad kissed her forehead. “ I need to check a few more things, but I might finally have everything exactly as I want it. To ritual might be able to start as early as tonight” he had never explained fully to her what the ritual was, but it was because of course it dealt with her, and her most prized asset. Her wings. By this very time tomorrow, he might have what he wanted. His hand lightly moved form her chin around her erotically lithe form to curl behind her and grace the small of her back for a moment before delving lower a few inches to take grasp of another of her firm assets. Then he released her to continue he cooking.
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PostSubject: Re: Today is the Day   Tue Jul 19, 2011 9:02 pm

Lyra noticed Silma flitter off and hoped he wasn't feeling sulky - he was quite capable of charring furniture if he landed in a pout. As Jamus gently stroked her hair and shoulders she would flush in pleasure, feeling that flash of something indefinable as his breath ran over her skin.

Following his silent instruction she would indeed go up on tip-toe, obedient to his every whim as she always was. Chaste as the kiss was it filled her with heat, making her wish for more and more again, over and over until ...something, anything happened. Instead she almost pouted as he pulled back to speak.

It took a full breath before she could understand his words, and she spent the breath looking at him full of a wanting she truly didn't know the words to describe, something she didn't know even know how to ask about.

She would lean in as he kissed her forehead, his lips hot against her cool brow and she would smile at his words. He thanked her? For what? Serving? It was simple to be her, he took all the challenges of choice and responsibility and she shook her head in thanks again to whatever Gods had directed them together.

Smiling she turned the shake of her head into a nod, bouncing her long hair off his hand as he caressed her back and rear end gently. She would stay in his arms a moment after his release, wishing again for more of the kissing, before biting her lip and looking up at him. "Thank you Sir"

Spinning out of his arms she half-danced her way to the icebox and pulled out a bowl of sweetened whipped cream and another bowl of berries. Setting them on the table near him she continued her dance around the kitchen, pulling out a sweet cake and setting it there. Passing him again with a sweet smile she twirled in happiness before fetching some salted breads and cheese to go with the snack.

She watched him with wide eyes, looking to answer any needs he left unspoken, as she created a platter fit for a king. She would lift the heavy tray and give him a graceful bow before rising and speaking gently "Would you like it here, or in the main rooms?" [justify]
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PostSubject: Re: Today is the Day   Sun Sep 04, 2011 5:50 pm

Jamus would move and sit restfully in a nearby chair, but never took his eyes form his pert young slave as she danced and moved around the kitchen making him the snack she prepared, possibly having had taken hours to prepare. He understood the amount of effort she put into everything. And understood that it was for him and no other. A perfect relationship for her master. His every single whim but one was greeted, meet, and taken care of perfectly every time. It didn’t matter what he needed or wanted she completed the task, even if it was something she didn’t know how to do when she started, her desire to be perfect event he first time at anything was magnificent. Oh after the ritual tonight how they were going to spend houris finally showing her what it was that he wanted so badly, what he knew she wanted so badly.

But that was for tomorrow, he mustn’t dwell on what he had yet to sample of hers, of what she had been yet to do to and with him else he was going to need to stop the final preparations for another time with a woman not worthy of even touching him, let alone showering passions on him his perfect slave had never been able to. “Always my pleasure Lyra” he smiled as she thanked him “You have never disappointed me in anything you do”

Se danced and pranced and he took in every inch of her as she bent or spun. She was so perfectly formed, youthful but not young, perky and never aging. Willing and submissive to his every want. You could spend a hundred years, and still not have a slave as well trained as she had become in only a matter of four years traveling with him. He adored her almost enough to stop the ritual, but then again. Once it was done he'd have both her wings and her body.... what could possibly go wrong?

“Here Lyra” he spoke barely thinking about the food she meant. Oh to have her drop the plate to the table, and then drop to her knees to give him another, sweeter treat. But no, Damned lusts were not winning right now.

After she touched the plate down he stretched a hand her way, and once she took it he pulled her down into his lap, carefully but swiftly. And after giving room for her gorgeous wings to be free, he wrapped a hand around her thin waist to hold her in his lap happily. “ With a few more things done I shall set everything up and you shall see what it is we quested for, for so long Little Lyra” He looked to the plate to signal her of course to feed him for now. His hands to happily busy on her body. “All we need is the the clouds to bring the storm they are threatening today instead of tomorrow and everything shall be as perfect as your cooking”
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PostSubject: Re: Today is the Day   Thu Oct 27, 2011 4:00 pm

Seated on his lap, Lyra felt the heat rush through her body as it always did when they touched. Her Master was always so confident in his actions, as if he never doubted. She could always let him lead, and had yet to see a need to lead herself.

Blushing from the heat of her body, she would begin to prepare bites of each of the snacks, setting them up and waiting for his eyes to light on the one he wished to try to first. She would gently feed them to him, blushing and warming even more as his lips touched her fingers. There was....something...something about it that she almost remembered, but it flitted about the edge of her memory without pausing enough for recognition to happen.

"I will hope for your Storm then Master" she would look at him with wide violet eyes "Is there anything I can help in preparation? Cleaning, or ritual?" She enjoyed being his assistant when he allowed, and had been watching him for four years now, learning bits and pieces of his needs. Some days she was allowed to purify the room before a ceremony, others she even helped lay out protective herbs that were oriented to the female magics - something Jamus most definitely was not. He was very male, though at times she could almost imagine herself with someone else, from the time before - before she became Lyra. As always she shook off the silly thoughts on refocused her entire being on Jamus, her Master.

The storm clouds that had begun gathering that morning were deepening as they spoke, a dark energy growing within the heavens as the beings below were held protected in the warm cabin. Soon, the storm would break across Tallendon with a roar.
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PostSubject: Re: Today is the Day   Fri Oct 28, 2011 3:32 pm

His eyes roamed over her for a time again, but then to the food least his base desires take him to far into distraction. The meal was of course perfected presented, and wonderful smelling, almost as wonderful as her own scent. As she waited looking form his eyes to the plate his gaze eventually fell on a prized bite and he nodded to signal her his choice. Of course she instantly fetched it and fed him, and he rewarded her hand with a soft kiss while he chewed and tasted the perfectly made treat. He held reserved until he finished chewing however. He was one for table manners, and was not going to mumble through his food.

However after swallowing he smiled and looked to her bright eyes “Actually both would be rather helpful my pet.” he smirked. “For this ritual I am actually going to need you to participate as well. But do not fret, your role is simple, and I know you will do it perfectly with out fail my sweet little one.” he leaned forward and kissed the side of her neck softly, he accidentally let his teeth roam her flesh and nibble her softly before he pulled back controlling his urges. No sense getting ahead of his self, for tomorrow he was finally going to claim her in every way a man could claim a woman. He would teach her every way to please him and from tomorrow forever onward his affections would be able to be placed where he liked, not where it suited the moment.

“After this treat I'll need you cleansed, dressed in your cotton shift, and in my study promptly by 7:24. We must start everything as the moon rises over the eastern shores. Even though we wont be able to see it through the storm its rising is a crucial step in the starting of the ritual and in the tidal pull it will have on the brewed Dragon's Blood. But don't worry, the water clock will be able to tell us exactly when we are starting even if we cannot see it by mundane eyes.” he looked to another confectionery delight on the plate by her hands and nodded for her to gift it to his lips.

A soft crack of thunder in the distance brought a smile to his lips, yes this storm would be virulent enough to give what he had quested for all these years. Soon all those doubters at the academy would be eating their words of spite and impossibility, he would have his wings, his proof the ritual could work as it was mystically written. “Eat yourself Precious, you'll need strength tonight.” he wickedly smiled as he took the offered food form her fingers with another soft kiss to those slender digits of hers.
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PostSubject: Re: Today is the Day   Sat Oct 29, 2011 2:39 pm

She would enjoy the simple act of feeding him, enjoying the knowledge of her work bringing him strength and energy. His lips touching her fingers brought more heat to her body, and she would hold very still as he ate. When he finished chewing and spoke she could not believe it, she was so excited to be able to assist him that she almost bounced gently on his lap in happiness.

"For you, Master.." Her words were excited but soft and they wandered off as his lips and teeth on her neck destroyed all conscious thought and she let out a soft exhalation of a moan, closing her eyes at the overload of a sensation. When he pulled back only her training prevented her from begging him for more, and instead she tried to recapture her breath and listen to him.

Her violet eyes wide she would take in all his instructions, memorizing them as if they were magic too, as she did all his instructions. She would begin mentally arranging everything he might need, and everything she could do to assist, and all the other things that would need to be done for a major spell cast. She had learned from him each time, always trying to be one step ahead of his needs to have everything always ready before he thought to ask - it was her constant goal. She nodded and smiled as he wrapped up what she needed to know and she happily brought the next bite to his lips, smiling at him as always.

The thunder's crack in the distance startled her into a small bounce on his lap, years of practice had her catching herself without a windstorm from her wings and she resettled with a smile. She would shake her head in agreement at his instructions to eat, she would have a plate for herself in the kitchen once he was done. His lips on her hands distracted her again and she bit her lower lip as she smiled at him.

She would feed him piece by piece until he motioned that he was full, and then would bounce off his lap to clean up the meal. She always danced around him, moving so that any motion he made would be noticeable so that she could instantly attend to any desires, or at least most. She pouted for a half second as the thought of his body servants crossed her mind - still not understanding why she was not allowed to serve her Master fully, but not ever questioning aloud.

If he did not motion for her she would ask him "May I prepare the rooms for you Master?" She would happily sweep and clean before bathing as he had commanded her. She was still filled with a special excitement to actually help him this evening - it was a special treat to her to be allowed the chance to do things, any thing, for him.
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PostSubject: Re: Today is the Day   Tue Dec 06, 2011 5:09 pm

He smiled at her glee. She was indeed such a perfectly trained slave. His slightest whim was almost always accounted for even before he himself sometimes knew it was needed. Like this wonderful treat made form strawberries and dough. Simple, but exactly what he wanted, even though he hadn’t known he wanted it. Sweet, wonderful, and perfectly made... just like its creator. Lyra was a boon to him, all he had to do was give her the fullest details of what to accomplish and like clock work she would execute every item on the list post haste. And to think, she did it all with out the memories of her former life.

All he simple need do is run her life, tell her what to do, and what not to do, he almost never had to tell her how to do things. No she figured out how to do things, and when to do them, and what order to do them in herself. Unless of course he needed them done in a certain order mind you. No Lyra was a perfectly tamed, trained, and submissive slave. For him. She did nothing others wanted, was dominant at times if the situation called for it. She was his and his alone, like the collar and cuffs she wore declared. Even in this strange land where most slaves were granted eventual freedom, and slavers them selves made no sales...... it was legal to own them in this elven place, but not to buy them. But that wasn’t his concern.

His concern was the ritual, the gaining of a prize he had sought for more than 8 years. Nearly twice the length of time his slave traveled with him on questing for the magic needed to prove the lower scholars of his homeland wrong. To prove that he was now, still, and always would be better at magic than any of those pathetic wretches, and certainly far better than the hierarchy of magic imbeciles here in Tallendon. But he was getting ahead of things. Such grandiose claims would lay perfectly at his feet soon enough.

A wave of his hand as she would feed him again, he would taste those sweet little fingers toying the edges of his lips, and after tonight, after the ritual she would be feasted upon in his bed chamber as he had wanted to do since the very second he bid on her all those years ago. Tonight’s victory would come with a reward so sweet even he was aglow with the notion of what they could become together after this. “No Lyra” he smiled and kissed her cheek “You have instruction in our room. How you clean and treat yourself tonight is key for the ritual. I will set everything else up while you do your parts”

He smiled and spanked her lightly, a signal to leave his lap. And after she stood he took a chance to actually touch her posterior again. This was not the instructional tough he gave her moments prior, this was a more intimate one. One that let his fingers study that which his eyes had more knowledge of than any other part of him. That knowledge alone almost made the rewards of her better than the rewards form the ritual. Almost. First his prideful boasts would be made reality, then his carnal wants of his slave girl would become blissful, night long escapades engaged in for as long as her stamina could handle.... tonight the tease of their relationship would move to pleasure instead of torment.
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PostSubject: Re: Today is the Day   Mon Jan 02, 2012 2:03 pm

Obedient to his whims Lyra stood when commanded and enjoyed the following caress - touch was always her favorite reward, other than flight. Turning when his hands stopped she would smile sweetly at him as she picked up all the dishes and would bow her head as she rapidly took it all to the kitchen, leaving it for later. She wanted to please her Jamus, and if he commanded she bathe and prepare - she would give it her all.

Entering their chamber she would see the instructions near the bathing vessel as well as steaming water awaiting her, a simple sign of her masters care that made her smile. What other Master would warm the water for a slave? She would carefully read the instructions, noting which herbs needed to be added to the water at which point, before carefully removing and folding her shift neatly and slipping into the water.

Following every instruction to the letter, her bath took long enough even the magically warmed water began to cool before she stepped out. Using only the undyed cotton cloths the instructions specified she dried off, gently waving her wings to dry the feathers before applying the scented oils the second stage of his instructions commanded. She smiled as she tied her hair back and stepped into the plain shift he had commanded her to wear.

Tonight she got to help him. She, Lyra, would be able to help him. She was so excited and happy that she was truly dancing in happiness as she walked out of the bedchamber into the larger room they had chosen to use as a spellroom. She lit up even more as she walked into the room where her Jamus was waiting for her, smiling like a beacon as she saw him inside the room.
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PostSubject: Re: Today is the Day   Thu Feb 09, 2012 1:17 pm

The circle was set ever so delicately with powdered dragons scale, ground manticore horn, and the salt from children tears. The lines drawn perfectly by hand on the bare earthen floor. Though even the dirt on the floor was as important as the oils on Lyra's wings and in her hair. It was not simple dirt dug out form behind this pitiful shack. No its was combined riches. Soils blended from the fertile halfling fields of Ro'annak, sands from the barren desserts of the Desolations. Crystals mined from Dwarven mountains, Even dried and ground leaves from the great Northern forests. They had traveled thousands of miles, seen hundreds of empires and kingdoms, some less, and some far greater than this one they now resided in.

It was strange that it was an elven kingdom that they now found the final pieces of the incantations for this spell in, but also fitting. After all Avarial's and elves were some form of distant cousins as far as he could tell, though the airborne ones bones were different there were far to many other things they shared in common. He had wondered if it was magic itself that created the differences in their races, tonight he would find out how different form an elf Lyra was once her wings were his. The thought made him smile as he finished the final preparations before his slave exited her bath and headed his way.

When she entered the room he smiled at her. The back light hallway made her form glow in the nearly sheer shift she was wearing. Oh how indeed he was going to learn her body soon. The joys and pleasure she would come to give him in only a few hours time. He would stand form the final inscriptions he wrote on the spell circle on the floor and then move to take her hand. He would pull her close and gently stroke her left wing with a smile. Then, pulling her in for a kiss he would uncharacteristically let his lust show for a few moments as his hands found little between them and her flesh.

He would kiss and tease his slave lovingly, but also wanting. How desperately he wanted to sample the fruits of her body, and how soon he would at last be able to. And yet even this cruel tease of her supple flesh was part of the spell, and he curled her body around his whims expertly. When she was finally at the height needed for the next part of the incantations he broke the kiss and stared into her eyes. A single gong form the water clock down the hall and he knew the time. He would pull the quill made from Cocktraces flight feathers from the vial nearby and instruct her to stand in the center of the circle, and then to sit.

Taking her right hand into his he would start to inscribe the ritual markings on her wrist, then after he was done he moved to make mirror image markings on the other wrist.”Donn' speak Lyra” he instructed her as he marked over her arm softly. The patterns moving upwards towards her elbow and then up her exposed bicep to her shoulder. With a pleasant smile he turned and began to inscribe on her ankles, then moving up the front of her shins to her knees, and half way up her thighs.
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PostSubject: Re: Today is the Day   Sat Mar 24, 2012 10:20 am

Walking into the room the look Jamus gave her was so intense she blushed under it, feeling such pleasure in his gaze. She took his hand gently, enjoying the touch of his hand on hers and when he pulled her into the kiss she almost swooned. His hands moving along her body as their lips met was beyond her recognition of pleasure and she was caught up in the sensation until he broke it off and stared into her eyes intently. He would be able to clearly see her desire and her devotion to him written clearly in her violet trusting eyes.

She took his direct carefully, standing as directly in the center as she could, before carefully taking a seat. The quill would tickle as it touched each sensitive area, and though she took care to not let out a sound she would smile at him with each motion. As he moved the quill up her legs it would be less ticklish, and more …something else. As she began to blush with something she couldn’t define she would concentrate on her Master, looking at him with absolute adoration.

This was truly a chance to prove herself to him, perhaps she would be rewarded at the end of it all with a chance to fly high in this strange town. Since settling in the cabins she hadn’t been giving permission to truly fly freely, something about the town seemed to inhibit her Jamus from permitting it. But soon. She hoped he was pleased, he seemed so very devoted to this spell. She waited patiently, obediently as he completed the inscription on her legs.
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PostSubject: Re: Today is the Day   Fri May 11, 2012 11:38 am

He finishes with her legs and thighs happily, gently stroking slightly higher than the inks marks before gesturing with his finger for her to turn around and give him her back, her delicious backside. All he had to do was bend her slightly over and the pleasures he wanted so badly to touch and taste and feel would be revealed to his eyes. But he dare not. Not so close to getting everything he had worked so hard for so long to achieve was in hi grasp in the next hour. No her perk ass was a distraction and that perfectly form mound between her legs, no mater how badly he wanted it it was right now the furthest thought he must keep from his mind.

With her back to him he slipped her shift form her shoulders slightly and made similar markings on her back, gently trailing the Quill around her wings and up and down her spine as he finished the spell on her flesh finally. Setting the quill and ravens feather ink aside he leaned in and took in the scent of her freshly washed skin before he kissed the base of her neck near her shoulder softly. Oh how wonderful tomorrow would go. He would easily put off the trip back to his mage's college by four or five days so they would have time to recover form his newest training sessions with her. And oh how perfectly his little submissive slave was going to be rewarded by offering her body to him for as many hours as he could use it. And she thought flying was a reward...

he would step away and retrieve a small rolled up parchment scroll and hand it to her “Don't open it until I tell you My Pet” he smiled and kissed her forehead, careful never to touch the circle she was in. in an odd manner he walked around and lit all the fires in a normal mundane manner as apposed to using his magic's like he normally did. But again it was for the security of doing everything perfectly that he resorted to such human means of doing things. With everything finally set up Jamus sat cross legged on the floor before her and waited for the exact second they were going to begin the spell. Staring deeply in her eyes and looking over her body.
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PostSubject: Re: Today is the Day   Tue May 29, 2012 8:04 pm

Lyra flushed with heat as his touch and quill ran to the top of her thighs, blushing crimson as the heat flooded her body. She would obey his motion to turn, lowering her shift to uncover her entire back. She would concentrate all her energy on staying still as he marked her back, spine and wings, though the heat of his body made her crave more of his touch.

She would quiver when he kissed her spine, shaking gently in the center of the circle as she held in the moan she wanted to let out. She would waver in her spot before straightening back up as he handed her the scroll. Taking a deep breath she would smile at her Master as she watched him with wide eyes.

She looked around the room as he ceremonially walked, lighting each fire with such posture that she wondered for the first time what this spell would give him. He was such an amazing mage that she knew it would be something wonderful. She had already heard from other slaves that he was a renowned Mage, someone who had conquered a lost art through his determination and stubbornness. She was so proud to belong to such a master.

When Jamus assumed a position across from her on the other side of the circle she would mimic his position perfectly, holding her hands as his were and for a rare change holding his gaze without dropping her eyes. She didn't want to mess this up for him, and somehow miss her cue to open the parchment. She would stare into his prismatic eyes with her own violet stare, her eyes glowing with pride in helping him as he met her eyes and ran his eyes over her body like a gently caress, making her blush again warmly.

The waiting moments seemed to seep into a timelessness as she waited for the sign to begin, the light of the candles each flickering in a different pattern - seeming to follow the path of the circle there was something almost mesmerizing in the light, leaving her with a moment to wonder where Silma had gone. Wouldn't he be needed in this most powerful working? The thought fell away as Jamus motioned and her world focused completely on him.
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PostSubject: Re: Today is the Day   Fri Jul 13, 2012 4:48 pm

amus at there silently, not a peep or breath could be heard. His clothing didn't ruffle his body didn’t seem even to move. He just say there for time indeterminable. Eventually something must have changed. Was it time? A soft clicking then a bell sounded in another room, at first here was no response, but then a second chime in a different tone and Jamus moved. His hands outstretched beside him and he looked up. The soft circle around Lyra would begin to glow as soon as he started to speak. As would the runes drawn on her flesh.

“O magna circuli exaudi placitum. da quod peto, munus fuga!”

The magics came alive quick and the light of candles shifted spectrum from yellow to red then to purple and blue. All around them magic literally filled the air. A soft breeze touched everything and moved nothing. It was felt on skin, seen in hair, but moved nothing inanimate. Pages didn't flutter, neither did her shift flit at all. Silently he looked at her and directed her to standing before him as he continued to speak. The runes and lines drawn on her flesh started to feel retraced and tickled as if they were being written again anew. Yet as a line of light fluttered over every letter from start to finish form bottom to top. An instant later, the letters themselves moved and shifted on her skin.

Like the touch of a lover they danced and pealed away leaving the sensation of lost contact as they pulled off and slipped from her skin. The letters would stay in order and spin around her. Occasionally touching her flesh to tease and alight sensations of warm and comfort on her legs, her arm sand even on her wings.

“Accipe munus meum facere. Quae mihi offerre sua natura magicis. Urar meum futurum cum imagines fuga.”

He stood slowly before her as he spoke, his eyes would meet hers eventually, but first started at her knees and roamed upwards along her flesh as the spell moved and touched. He seemed oddly tense, strangely uncertain as he spoke. The spell had been translated by them both dozens of times to make certain it was perfect. Could it be he suddenly doubted their work? Or was it something else. Did something else distract him at this crucial moment.

With out one having been drawn, with out marks having been seen before now a circle seemed to duplicate itself on the ground below him now. The letters floated and formed themselves twice over and peeled away to float and tickle around him now as exactly as they did her. Once the spell was ready it seemed, once everything was duplicated twice over and touched him as it did her he nodded and looked to the scroll in her hands. It was now her turn to enact her portion of this spell.



((((All spoken word in Latin)))))
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PostSubject: Re: Today is the Day   Fri Jul 13, 2012 6:49 pm

As Jamus began speaking she would hold her attention on him, enjoying the way he spoke even though the language was unfamiliar to her. As the circle began to glow and the runes on her flesh began to dance she would hold herself perfectly still, intent on serving her master in this as all things.

She stood as he did, matching his motion carefully to ensure she did not damage the harmony of the dancing magics. The light and heat of each brought a flush to her skin, but it would be unclear whether it was the sensation, or the willingness to serve.

She watched in jealousy as the runes danced over him, touching his skin as it had hers. Wondering silently what it would be like to dance like magic itself... The whimsical thought pulled back to the moment as he gestured to her to begin.

Opening the scroll she would begin to read clearly, the words written in avariel much to her surprise. As she spoke the words, concentrating on the scroll she would barely notice as he moved slowly behind her. It was a strange text to her mind, speaking of flight and wings, and motion, and sacrifice, building a deep sense of unease in her spirit.

She continued reading, almost in a trance nearing the ending words on the scroll. She felt her Jamus reach out and caress her wings, and as she read the words out loud "May my gift of flight be given to another, Gift of Flight be granted" She saw through the edge of her vision a flash of the crystal blade he had commissioned several cities ago and all of her soul rebelled at once.

Twisting out from under his guiding hand, just as thrust the blade, she threw the scroll from her as if it was a poison and in her motion she slid her foot directly into the glowing circle, breaking the line of dancing runes, as several of the runes slid directly into the bleeding wound on her back.

A flash of light, heat, and with a clap of silence suddenly the room stood empty of all but Jamus, the circle suddenly made dark, and a flicker of light as Silma approached the room.
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