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A Rival's Fall
by Slave to Magick (magiker@gmail.com)

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A Hermetic Mage captures a rival and force her to 
become his slave in revenge for her politically 
opposing him. What starts out as an attack turn into a 
special relationship between the two. Fan-fiction in 
the Mage the Ascension setting. (MF, nc, rp, anal, bd, 
v, tor, sci-fi)

***

Author's note: This story is set in the World of 
Darkness. It is just written for fun. I do not own the 
setting. It is owned by Withe Wolf Game Studios.

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The rain was beating endlessly on the red tile roof of 
the huge, noble looking mansion. Candles kept the old 
building lighted as the electricity had been out for 
over an hour due to the raging storm. I stood wanting 
the form of Marjorie Alexander as it moved back and 
forth in her library. 

I both hated and lusted for this lush Spanish beauty. 
Marjorie had come to the chantry over two years ago, 
and soon she had become the Deacon Primus favorite. 
Soft spoken yet wise she knew how to impress the 
elders. And I hated her for that. I Decon deserved that 
place among the deacon council that now had been 
offered to Marjorie. 

With envy I observed her form moving in the shadows of 
her laboratory, and I begun to fantasize about what was 
under the rich velvet robes she wore. I imagined I did 
see the contours of a nipple under the rich fabric of 
her robe. And I felt my manhood stiffen at the 
anticipation of the vengeance I had planned for this 
beautiful mage. 

Ah yes, the insolent bitch might have stolen my 
position, but to night she would pay, and I would get 
both pleasure and revenge in one. Off course the 
Traditions and the chantry leaders would punish me for 
this act, but looking at her form I imagined it be 
worth it. I smiled as I watched Marjorie, a bolt of 
energy forming in my hands. The female mage continued 
her work, yet unaware of my presence, but not for much 
longer. I could not wait to hear her scream.

With the simple utterance of a few words the ball of 
Energy flew from my hands, smashing into Marjorie's 
midsection, causing her to fall to her knees. Oh how I 
adored her like that. A pained look on her beautiful 
features, fear in her eyes. And on her knees before me 
like the little, deserving slut she was. My bliss was 
short lived, my spell was designed to knock Marjorie 
out, but not harm her but obviously it was not strong 
enough, for the female mage was getting to her feet, a 
look of anger on her beautiful face. 

The next thing I know, bolts of fire fly by my face, 
just burning my face. I let out a curse and send out a 
second ball of energy. This one drawing a scream of 
pain from Marjorie as it hit her, sending her to the 
ground. Quickly I grab for the forces of Vim and shield 
her from her magickal powers. Marjorie sat there, 
looking at me, trying to regain some composure. Finally 
she speaks.

"Decon, you dare brake into my sanctum and attack me. 
Roland will have your hide for this. Release me and 
leave this place now and leave me to my experiments, 
and I will forget I ever did see you here." I say 
nothing, I just walk over to her and hit her across the 
face one, hard. Marjorie yelled in shock. "Silence 
bitch, I am sure Roland will have me punished, that 
just means I must let this evening be worth it don't 
it. Now I will use your body, like if you were an 
object. I will rape you and hurt you, all for my 
pleasure. But the amount of pain you suffer is up to 
you. You can submit to me and let me do this, and it'll 
be less than if you resist. But either way I will have 
you." 

I savor the look of horror and disbelief on Marjorie's 
face, she knows she can not win this, I am a far 
stronger mage than she. finally in defeat she nods. Her 
eyes full of anger. I smile a cruel smile. "Good now 
listen very closely, for I do not like repeating 
myself. Tonight you are not Marjorie, you are maggie 
slut, a mere sex toy, an object, and like the worthless 
slut you are you will not speak unless spoken to, and 
every sentence I hear from you will end with Yes 
Master. Is that understood?" 

Marjorie's eyes shoot lighting at me, and with a 
defiant voice she screams at me. "Want my body, then 
take it creep, but you will not steal away my dignity." 
Again I backhand her hard. She turn her face back to 
me, a trickle of blood falling form her lips. She is 
defiant, she did not become an Adept at the Arts by 
being weak willed. She obviously needed to learn a 
lesson, a lesson about her proper place. I pull my 
slave for the night to her feet by her hair and force 
her up against the wall. 

With a wave of my hand and some muttered words, her 
hands get secures to the wall by invisibles chains. I 
can hear Marjorie gasp. Then I grew a knife from my 
belt and slowly advance on her. She stood with her back 
to me, and I first let the blade gently stroke her 
chin, drawing the merest hint of blood. I hear her gasp 
in fear and my member swell. Oh how I will enjoy to 
rape her body, and make her mine.

I then methodically begin to cut the red velvet rode 
from Marjorie's body, exposing her tan, sweet, female 
flesh. All the while I hear her panicked whimpers. 
Marjorie is a beautiful woman, standing a five food 
four tall and being a bit plump. Her Spanish heritage 
evident. I smiled as I admired her ass cheeks, I would 
enjoy using that anal later. finally having gotten my 
captive naked, I stand admiring my work. 

Again I cast a spell. This time conjuring a long whip 
with four long tails from my bedchamber to my hand. 
Sternly I talk to my slave. "For being disrespectful, 
ten lashes, for failing to call me Master, ten lashes, 
and for disobeying, twenty lashes, forty in all. Ready 
yourself maggie slut." maggie slut stand shivering, 
then the first stroke of the whip fall, and she cry out 
in pain. I smile, watching the welt raise on her back. 
I hit again and again I am rewarded by that sweet cry. 

I can feel my penis bulging under my robes, aroused by 
her pain. Slowly methodically I get into a steady 
rhythm of strokes. The swishing sound of the whip. 
maggie slut's whimpers and cries, her sobs of pain, oh 
and the soft impact of leather on flesh, it all excites 
me. I am careful, I don't want to damage her to much, 
and only some of the whip strokes actually brake maggie 
slut's skin. By twenty lashes the proud Hermetic mage 
in front of me is reduced to a whimpering mess, she 
sobs, cries and begs me to stop. But I have no mercy. 

This slut stole my position, and now she pays. I feel 
it is to total right to abuse her like this. Take 
pleasure in her pain. Thirty lashes. maggie slut is 
reduced to pitiful sobs, hopeless whimpers, all she 
wished for is for the torture to end. and it thrills me 
that I have the power to do so, and then deny her. 
Finally, the fortieth blow lands, an extra hard one, 
drawing a last hoarse scream from maggie slut. I weave 
my hands and the magick bonds release her. The female 
mage fall to her knees. I walked over to her and held 
the whip to her lips and told her to kiss the 
instrument of her torment. 

It is an indescribable sight when maggie's tear filled, 
face without much hesitation fearfully follow my 
command. I want for some seconds but when I hear 
nothing from her I backhand her hard again, drawing new 
tears from my little slave slut. "Are you not going to 
tank your Master for disciplining you maggie slut? I 
ask her, Obey me or do you want more punishment?" 
maggie do not hesitate. "Thank You Master." She 
whispered, pain and humiliation on her face. 

I brutally grab her hear. "Thank me properly slut." I 
yell at her. The mage on the floor cringe and stutter 
out. "Thank You Master for disciplining me." Again I 
backhand the worthless slave. "You are nothing maggie, 
a slave, an object there is not I for you, use the name 
you have been given. Now thank me properly this time. 
Or your will have forty strokes more." Fearfully maggie 
began to thank me, like a good slave. "maggie slut 
thanks her master for disciplining her, she need 
discipline to be pleasurable to Master. Please let the 
worthless maggie slut pleasure Master more." 

I smile at the total humiliation in maggie's eyes I 
savor it. Oh this sniveling bitch was the one that had 
stolen my position from me, and now look at this 
deacon. A sniveling sex slave before her master. To 
make it worse I pet her head. "That is a good girl 
maggie slut, obey and there will be comfort mixed with 
the pain." To my surprise the female mage bowed her 
head to my petting hand, seaming to relax a little. 
Interesting I begun to think. But now there was time 
for my Penis to have some attention.

I drew the robe over my head and exposed my long, think 
penis. I was big and I smile when think how much it 
will hurt her when I force the piece of man meat up 
maggie slut's little slave ass. I stroke my penis 
several times then grab Marjorie's hair. I pull her 
towards the penis. She look disguised but dear not 
protest. "I am going to use all you holes little maggie 
slut, I will tear myself into you pussy and anus, dos 
that prospect frighten you my little slave?" I ask 
maggie. 

Maggie averts her eyes and says. "Yes Master, it 
frighten maggie slut Master." I smile, pleased she 
remember to speak correctly. 

"But you realize it is my right to use you body and 
hurt you as I please right little one?" I again ask the 
female mage on the floor. Maggie shivers with anger but 
still averts her eyes and answer. 

"Yes Master. It is your right to use worthless maggie 
slut's body and hurt her for you pleasure Master." 

I joyfully pet her head then force her down on my 
penis. "Open you month maggie slut," I say. And like a 
good slave she does so without protest. I forced my 
penis into the slave's month and watched her gag. I 
used her head and fucked her face, ignoring her fearful 
moans and her gagging. I did this for several minutes. 
Holding back my orgasm, wanting that for later. 

Finally I let go of her face and maggie speaks, 
immediately, eager to please to avoid more pain. 
"Maggie slut thanks her Master for allowing her to 
worship his beautiful member Master." 

I smile and pet maggie's head, and to my surprise she 
raises her head slightly to meet my hand. "Now bend 
down and kiss my feet, lick my toes then stand and let 
me see your breasts." I order maggie slut to 
immediately get down on all fours. Her warm tongue 
playing with me toes. I feel a surge of pleasure of 
this show of Dominance over her. And a new feeling 
emerge to one of caring. I don't wish to let her get 
away from her suffering. But I start to care for here, 
like one might care for a pet. I watch my mage slave 
demean herself by liking me feet some time before I 
drag her to her feet by her hair and instruct her to 
stand with her hands behind her head. her breast 
jutting out.

I admire maggie slut's fine breast for a while, 
slightly hanging, no model boobies, but still soft and 
lovely. I take one nipple in my moth and suck it, 
drawing a sigh of both humiliation and pleasure from my 
slave. After a while to top and look maggie in the 
eyes, she averts them, frightened to look at me. I 
stroke her hair several times for comfort, and she 
finally look into my eyes, tears still flowing form her 
lovely dark brown eyes. 

Again I mutter some words and a short flogger appear in 
my hand. maggie look frightened, but she dare not 
protest. "You will have ten strokes across you boobies. 
You are allowed to cry, but for every stroke you will 
say your slave thank you Master. Understood?" I ask 
her. maggie nods slowly and mutters a whimpering "Yes 
Master." Then I begin the flogging. I get so turned on 
by her screams, and her sobs and her shivering voice 
that mutters "Your slave thank You Master." "Your 
slave... thank... you Master." 

After the tenth stroke have landed I hold the flogger 
out of maggie slut to kiss and she do so immediately, 
almost early, "*Sob* Thank you for giving worthless 
maggie slut a whipping Master. *Sob* *sob*" I draw 
maggie close and hold her comfortingly, feeling her 
body, wet with swat and shivering with pain and fear. 
"You did well slave. I am proud of you." I mutter. The 
mage slave sobs against my shoulder for several minutes 
before I push her away and demand she get down on the 
floor.

"On the floor and spread your legs slut!" I order and 
maggie immediately obeys, spreading her legs wide, 
looking to please. I look at the dot of dark hair and 
smile. I quickly climb on to of her and feel her 
wetness against my sex. She was getting on of this, and 
she was dripping. I reach on and twist her sore nipples 
without any warning. "Who gave you permission to be 
horny slut?" I ask, twisting harder. maggie slut howls 
with pain. "Master please forgive maggie slut, she will 
do better, please master, punish maggie slut so she can 
do better, please MASTER." maggie slut cried. I nod. "I 
will grant you that favor slut, you will be punished, 
once I have satisfied myself with your body. 

Maggie looks up at me, almost happy. "Oh thank you 
Master. Thank you for punishing little undeserving 
maggie slut Master." 

I smile and nods, then I start to concentrate on her 
pussy. slowly I work my huge member inside her tight 
tunnel, hearing her whimper. Greedy I start to kiss 
her, letting her moan against my month. I began to move 
inside her. Trusting in and out, ignoring any pain I 
might give her. God the pleasure, knowing I caused 
pain, and forcing this beautiful mage to grovel before 
me and now using her like the worthless thing she was. 

I roared as I thrust into her. Continued with it until 
I felt near a climax. Then without warning I pulled 
out, and tossed my captive around and rammed my huge 
dick up her asshole. maggie let out a blood chilling 
scream and continued screaming as I thrust like mad 
into her rectum. Blood flowed from her opening and 
maggie screamed for mercy. I took such pleasure in her 
pain and thrust harder, to make her hurt more. Shuddery 
in all the screams of pain came a plea I had not 
expected from my captive. "M... ma... Master... Please, 
maggie... slut... need to come... let... maggie... 
slut... come... please... Master... please... Master." 

Maggie sobbed in her pain. I smiled and whispered in 
her ear. "Yuu have my permission maggie slut. come." 
And in a scream from both of us, where I did not know 
where my scream begun and her ended we had a violent 
orgasm. I pressed her body towards me by holding her 
hips, wanting to hurt her, wanting to show this 
worthless whore who was her master. And maggie screamed 
in pain and pleasure mixed. Then we both collapsed, 
exhausted. It was magick, pure magick that orgasm, and 
I could hear my Avatar, and hers sing."

We lay there for some time, resting, then I pulled out 
from her. maggie slut crawled like a dog over to me and 
thanked me. "Oh thank you Master, maggie slut... oh the 
pain maggie slut felt... oh master maggie slut is so 
scared." I took her in my arms then, aware that I was 
falling in love. I held her sobbing from to my chest, 
whispering comforts, promising her the pain would soon 
end. maggie seam to be calmer by my words and I 
continued until the sobs had slowed to a weak 
sniffling. 

"There, there maggie slut, you did good... shush my 
love, it is almost over... shush no more pain before I 
desire it... be calm now my love." Finally when she was 
calmed I held her from me and look into her eyes. "You 
still need to be punished, but after that it will be 
over." 

Maggie slut looks down. "And how will worthless maggie 
slut be punished if she may ask Master?" 

I use one hand to dry tears from her eyes. "You will 
receive five strokes of a single tail whip on your back 
for being horny without leave, and fie for daring to 
ask me to come, now a single tail will hurt more. But I 
will be here my love, and you will be all right. And 
when it is all over I will draw you a nice bath and 
then tuck you into bed." maggie started sobbing again, 
and I both felt exited and pitied her. But she knew 
what she was supposed to answer. "Yes Master, your 
worthless whore maggie slut thanks you Master." 

I smile and helped her up. "Good girl" I whisper. I was 
about to summon the magical bonds to hold her in place 
when my slave make a request I would not have expected. 

Not a plea for mercy but rather she whispered, "Please 
master forgive maggie slut for being so ruse as to ask 
for something, but can she be allowed to take the 
punishment unbound to show she can take pain and make 
her Master proud. If it is not to pretentious that 
worthless maggie slut might believe Master might be 
made proud of her, Master." 

I look at her in surprise for one moment. Then I nod. 
"It might be pretentious, but I might be proud of you 
my worthless slave. But if I am to grant you your wish, 
you must swear something." maggie nods and whispers 
fearfully. "Whatever Master commands." 

I nods and says. "Repeat after me: I Marjorie Odara, 
filia Hermatius of House Bonisagus, hereby swear..." I 
told her the rest and I listened with pride as I heard 
my new slave repeat my words. "I Marjorie Odera, filia 
Hermatius of House Bonisagus, hereby forswear my 
freedom and my name, and acknowledges that I am a 
worthless slave slut with no rights. I am maggie slut 
and this is the last time I will use the word I. maggie 
slut exist only to serve her Master. Decon Smith of 
House Tremere, in any way he needs. maggie slut knows 
that her mouth and cunt and ass are her Masters to use, 
and so is her pain, for she is a worthless slave and 
deserve punishment and suffering, and she is a sex 
hungry whore." 

Maggie's cheeks blushed with humiliation as she spoke 
her oath of slavery to me, and her eyes burned with 
lust. Then as I wanted she turned her back to me and 
held her hands over her head, waiting for the kiss of 
my whip.

I summoned the whip with a simple Muto Vim spell and 
uncurled the single tail, then I struck her, drawing 
screams of pain, and blood each time. I was so happy 
every time I hear her scream of pain, as so proud every 
time I see she did not move away, but stood there 
taking her punishment. After it was over her back was 
dripping blood. 

I held the blood covered whip to her lips and watched 
her eagerly kiss and lick it, then she thanked me. "Oh 
Master thank you for the pain Master. maggie slut is 
such an unworthy recipient of your attention Master, 
thank you, thank you for hurting her, May little maggie 
slut's pain please Master." Then she could say no more, 
for the pain and trauma was too great and she 
collapsed, unconscious in my arms.

I took maggie to my rooms and prepared a good bath with 
calming, good smelling oils. With some simple Corpus 
spells I heal her wounds, not wanting permanent harm to 
befall my love. I placed her in the warm water and 
washed blood and tears away from her. maggie sobbed, 
remembering pain and terror, and I comforted her as 
best I could. When finish in the bath I lifted her up 
and dried her of and carried her to the bedroom where I 
chained her hands together and added a long chin to the 
bed pole. 

Then I forced my penis into her anus, drawing a new 
scream from my slave. And for several hours I lay 
there, trying to comfort the traumatized mage, 
promising her to love her. And she showed her 
submission to me. Finally she fell into an uneasy 
sleep, full of nightmares of pain, nightmares I hoped 
would disappear as she grew used to her new life. And 
after a while I to fell asleep, my dick deeply inside 
the ass of my beloved slave, hurting her in her sleep. 

I made one trust just to hear a sorrowful sob, and then 
fell into a blissful sleep.

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This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author
does not condone the described behavior in real life.

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