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Mature Content Warning: This chapter contains graphic and mature themes, including explicit content, dark magic, and potentially disturbing imagery. Reader discretion is advised.

The wand’s vibrations sent waves of intense pleasure through her body, and she gasped, her body arching off the table. The wand’s tip was smooth and cool, but as it moved inside her, it heated up, adding to the burning sensation from the wax and the clamps. She felt it grow inside her vagina, throbbing with the vibrations, while slender tendrils tapped along her labia, as if it was breathing with the movements.

Victoria’s mind was a whirlwind of sensations. The combination of the wand’s vibrations, the clamps, and the molten wax was almost too much to bear. She moaned, her body trembling as the pleasure and pain intertwined. The wand’s movements were rhythmic, and she could feel the dark energy surging through her, enhancing the sensations.

“Use it, Victoria,” Magnus commanded. “Show me what you can do with this power.”

Victoria’s body was a mix of burning pain and tingling pleasure. She focused on the wand, trying to channel the dark energy through it. She felt a surge of power, and the wand’s vibrations intensified. She moaned, her body writhing as the pleasure became almost unbearable.

Magnus watched with a satisfied smile, his eyes glowing with dark intent. “Very good, Victoria. You are learning quickly. The power you seek is within you. Embrace it, and it will serve you well.”

Victoria’s breaths were ragged, and her body was drenched in sweat. She felt a deep, dark power surging through her veins, changing her in ways she could not yet understand. She was determined to prove her worth, no matter the cost.

Although the handle of the wand was inside her pussy, growing ever so slightly, the pointed tip and shaft remained outside, occasionally the pointed tip catching the midpoint of her left thigh. The wand moved slightly askew as she writhed from a pulse of pleasure, dark purple lines pulsed along the shaft of the wand.

Shadows grew more around her naked, bruised, and burnt body as her groin kept moving as the wand got more intense. The ichorous cloud covered the growing welts caused by the burns. The pulses got more intense, and then, as she started to scream, the first wave of ecstasy blew through her, causing the wand to shoot a purple bolt of energy that left a mark on the table below her left thigh.

The feeling from the burn under her left thigh seared her pain threshold.

Magnus took hold of the wand and deftly moved the tip away from her flesh. Any more bolts like that and she could lose her leg. As he gave the throbbing more heft with the movement of his right wrist, he pushed down on her groin with his left hand, and the claws of his index and middle fingers pushed tighter to increase the sensation the wand was giving her.

Victoria then came heavily. The wand blasted an eldritch blast so powerful that Magnus felt the force from the blast as it released from the tip and hit the wall, causing a number of items hanging up to fall to the ground. Victoria’s body shook so much the table rocked, with the candles falling onto her and the two nipple clamps on her right breast came off, grazing the edge of her nipple as they sprung off.

It was then the scream came from her lips, a loud, visceral roar as her pussy became so moist that her vaginal juices dripping and flowing so much the wand fell out, shrinking back to its original size as it lay on the table.

Victoria kept on shaking with the waves of pleasure that ebbed throughout her nerves, veins, and capillaries. She was aware of every drop of blood in her body, sinew, and even from the tips of her toes to the end of her hair, feeling the dark forces that had taken her.

As Magnus moved his hands away, removing the clit clamp and left nipple clamps, the cloud of inky shadow flowed over her body, engulfing her in the darkness as she glowed with indigo embers on the wounds she had taken to get to this point.

In the darkness of Victoria’s mind, she had a vision of her old self, the village girl who had lived alone for a number of years, working in the bar and tending to the chapel as her mother had gone away with her father. She’d never really thought much of him, just getting on with life.

And then there was this new version of her, dressed like the statue of Luna, wearing very little, very impractical for a village.

Then, just like that, the version of her dressed like Luna was now wearing a black leather outfit, the leather appearing tanned and offering some protection to the elements and potentially weapons. This version had on her belt a short sword in a scabbard, a collection of wands and other special trinkets on her belt.

And then finally, there was another version of her, appearing older, naked apart from a silver neck collar, silver cuffs around her wrists and ankles, and chains connecting them. The older version of Victoria walked towards her, her movement restricted due to the chains, bending over a little as she walked and then standing straight, having more movement when she wasn’t moving.

“I’m supposed to warn you, dear,” the older, naked, chained Victoria said to her younger self. “But,” the older Victoria smiled, “nothing is forever in the abyss.”

Victoria wondered what the older version of herself meant.

However, in her mind, she was no longer Victoria. It was time to change who she was. She thought of the Goddess Luna and decided to adopt that name. After all, she had taken her clothes and didn’t think the goddess would mind that much. Butterfield also had to go, so she thought of the name Moonshadow. The villagers would see Victoria Butterfield for the moment, but at some time, Luna Moonshadow would make the journey to Ithrill.

There was something about joining some contract of colleges or whatever the halfling Aurik had said. He would probably be calling in before leaving.

When she awoke from her vision, she was still bound to the table, looking at Magnus who was gazing over her body. The shadows had flowed away back into the nooks and cracks in the table, on the floor, and in the walls. The metal frames had slid back into the table, and the candles had gone.

Her body also felt cleaned, the wax that had smeared over her body was now cleaned away. As she moved her thighs and ass to get a little more comfortable on the table, she could no longer feel the bruise that had built on her labia from the repeated whacks of the riding crop.

Luna smiled at Magnus, her grin greedier in the lines at the corner of her mouth than she had when she was Victoria. “So does this mean you’re my husband?” she asked.

“Not quite yet, though I will come to call for my pleasure before you join my eternal harem,” he smiled. “Though I want you to grow and show how my gift to you has been used wisely.”

“Then, let me show you how your gift has been used now, my Master,” she giggled, her tongue rubbing her incisors. “But, you’ll have to release me first, Sir.”

And with a click of his fingers, the chains were released from the table and shrank towards the cuffs at her wrists and ankles. She could see they shrank and contracted into thin slivers of jewelry, silver bands with a gold pin and a chain pattern wrapped around the band.

Luna Moonshadow moved off the table, feeling darker and more powerful than before. Her voice felt dangerous, and as she stood up, she looked in front of a mirror, gazing on her body. All wounds and welts had healed as she felt her body. Magnus stepped behind her, grabbed her wrists, and took her back to the table.

She kneeled down in front of him and rubbed his thighs underneath the toga he was wearing, making his penis hard and erect in her hands. Luna looked at him and asked what she needed to do to earn her collar to match the wrist and ankle bands.

As Magnus became more erect, and Luna moved the toga out of the way of his penis to start licking the tip, Magnus took the neck collar with an attached chain from a pouch behind his back. As Luna sucked and took more of his penis in her mouth, Magnus placed the collar around her neck, slightly juddering as Luna channeled the eldritch power she had now gained. He took the golden pin to lock the cuff into place, and it melted in the same way her limbs had down.

All the while, Luna licked the underside of his penis, slightly gagging on how enlarged it was getting in her mouth. Victoria had never even kissed one of the village boys, who thought she was a little strange due to her elvish heritage in her eyes and ears, and now she was gagging on this demon’s cock, no, her Master’s demonic cock.

And then Magnus’ cum filled her mouth, causing her to choke a little, not expecting the purple semen that dripped into her throat and out of her mouth. Luna would need to read more about the exploits of her goddess namesake, especially when she would need to pleasure her Master.

Once Luna could talk after a few minutes of licking, spitting, and swallowing Magnus’ cum, the chain began to shrink and then wrap around the neck collar as it shrunk around her neck. Finally, it was about the same width as her ankle and wrist bracelets.

Magnus then took Luna by the hand and directed her into another room, more well-lit and cleaner. He then guided her through some of the spells she had visions of and how to use them, such as channeling the bolt she had cast during the session on the table.

Magnus looked at Luna and advised it was time for her to go as he needed to return to his palace in the abyss. He would be back soon to take her through another session in this chamber. Until then, she should explore the area, as there were pockets of pleasure created around the village.

Luna put on Victoria’s dress, she would need to appear as Victoria till it was time for her to leave. How long that would, Luna hoped it would be weeks than months.

Magnus then gave her the contract to sign, which she did gladly. One day she would be that older chained version of herself, but before she got there, there were things to do, to explore her eldritch abilities and how else she could please Magnus the next time they would explore her.

As Luna stepped out of the chamber, Aurik and the other rangers were waiting for her.

“I thought it unwise to leave you alone when there are bandits and other threats around, Miss,” Aurik turned to her. “Oh, and do you have the contract? I can get that delivered to the College of Contracts straight away for you and Magnus.”

Luna handed it to Aurik, who took one look over the contract, smiled at the signed form of Luna Moonshadow, and said to her, “Thank you Luna. Even Demon's like to have everything in order, once in a while.”