Exploring the Undiscovered Lands with a Slave Harem, Chapter 13: The Witch
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After going through great effort to make absolutely sure that Yaj wasn't going to try to use the device against me and this was all a ridiculous long con - I finally had the deactivated 'wand of stasis' in my hand. "All you have to do is click the button on the bottom," Yaj explained. "Like I said, and showed you, multiple times. It extends out in a rough cone for ten meters or so."

"Is this really the only thing of value you have?" I asked.

"Board games have value. They're what separates us from animals."

"I'm pretty sure that's language and upright spines."

Yaj huffed at that, suddenly smirking at me. "Penguins have upright spines."

"What the fuck is a penguin?" I asked. Her mouth worked in response to that.

"It- it's a bird with an upright spine. It waddles around. They live at the south pole and can't fly."

Birds that couldn't fly? It sounded ridiculous, but the southern hemisphere was a land of strange things. I guess it wasn't that much crazier than a... succubus, or whatever Whips was. "Can they talk?"

"...no," she admitted. "But there are talking birds further north! Yet I have yet to see a bird play a board game, so there."

"You're really into board games, huh?"

"Only when a barbarian disgraces their name."

"You know, this barbarian did save you from being frozen in stasis for umpteen more years. Your boytoy turned into a mummified corpse in the time you were in there."

She frowned at that. "That is true..." She hummed. "I suppose, since you've got a coterie of magically-bound sex slaves, I suppose there's not much I can offer you."

I stilled at that. Jutaana recognized it and drew the sword, pointing it at Yaj. "What is she being doing or saying, Mmmy husband?"

"Let me talk," I told her, and she nodded. "Sex slaves?"

"Hmm? Are they just regular slaves?" She asked, blinking. "Since all three of them are beautiful women, I'd assumed it was that sort of thing." She paused, glancing at Akamarina. "Though I suppose the elemental might suggest otherwise."

"Why does this witch stare at me in that manner?" Akamarina asked.

"Slavery is illegal," I said to Yaj, trying to gauge her opinion on the matter. From what I'd gathered, much of the southern hemisphere had very low opinions of slavery, after all, and I didn't want her to try to kill me.

"Yes, and? If I'd made that toad my sex slave he would have had a much harder time locking me in time for however long I've been away," she said. "Legality doesn't enter into things, for people like us. The strong do as they like, while the weak suffer what they must. Thus it has always been, no?"

I quietly hummed. "I'd appreciate it if you would not mention to anyone else that they're my slaves."

"Oh!" She let out a giggle at that. "Oh, that's what was bothering you. Hmm. What will you do to buy my silence?"

"Not put you back into stasis with this," I said, making her work her mouth for a moment, then let out a long sigh.

"Do you know what flirting is? I guess you've been dealing with only sex slaves for too long, apparently. See, I say something like that, then you say something like, Oh, I can think of a few things, then we fuck on the bed." She gestured to said bed. "This isn't my normal fuck bed but apparently it's been ten thousand years since I last got laid so I'm fine with doing it wherever."

I just frowned at that. "Why?"

"Why what? I'm not sure what statement I made that was unclear."

"Why are you trying to have sex with me so bad?"

"Oh, now you're trying to make me sound desperate and pathetic to prop up your male ego," she said, rolling her eyes in annoyance as she spoke. "Fine. We won't sleep together. How about that? Happy? Is your cock extra hard from hearing those words?"

"No- I'm just honestly suspicious because, you know. You're a famous witch with a cult."

"Ooo, a cult," she said, with a certain giddy interest. "I definitely didn't expect that, hmm." She planted one finger on her cheek, idly tapping it as she contemplated the idea. "Ah! So you have low self-esteem yourself from your sex slave harem, that makes sense," she said, nodding to herself. "Cute?" She looked up and to one side as she contemplated whether that was 'cute' or not.

"Please. Talk to me, instead of yourself."

"You are handsome, muscular, strong... the way at least that slave," she said, pointing at Jutaana, which made Jutaana's whole body coil, ready to strike, "looks at you makes it clear that you're probably quite capable in bed. I've never met an, mm, bunny girl? Is that her race?"

"Leporagi," I told her. "They're only in the northern hemisphere, apparently."

"Well, she looks like a dog on the leash because I pointed at her, so presumably she likes and wants to protect you. I guess that could be an entirely nonsexual relationship, but then why would you make her dress like that?"

"They're not my sex slaves. She dresses like that because it's how her people dress. Something about gigantothermy."

"Oh." She paused at that. "What, are you gay?" Her shoulders slumped. "With a body like that, any straight man would have taken her."

"We do have sex, but not because they're my slaves."

"Oh, okay," she said, nodding along in a way that said she absolutely didn't believe what I'd just said at all. "Your non-sex slaves, who you fuck, with huge fat tits and abs that would be hot on a man. Plus the blonde girl with the pointy ears."

"I don't fuck her."

"Makes sense," Yaj agreed. By the way she said it, I was pretty sure she meant 'because she doesn't have huge tits or nice abs', but I didn't push. "So, putting aside that misunderstanding I had, I would like to fuck you because you are hot, I am horny, you saved me from being frozen in time for another century or however long it would take, and I strongly suspect you know what you are doing in the bedroom. Does that make enough sense for you to take out your cock and stuff it in between my legs?"

I eyed her up, and she shifted her body slightly, raising up her tits, exaggerating their size as she looked at me expectantly, her tongue flashing out past her lips. "If you agree to pretend that Jutaana," I said, pointing at Jutaana, "Eshenesra, and Pichi are my wives. There's another one, Azanaga, at ground level. She has horns and red hair, but not wings."

"I can tell who your sex slaves are. I get it. People always complain about you enslaving people, raising them from the dead, summoning ythraul and ynshuen..." She waved her hand airily in a way that made me wonder if maybe I should, in fact, stick her back in the stasis field. "Making your slaves pretend to be your spouses is pretty hot, as a concept," she said, with a hum. "I should do that next time I own a slave. Oh!" She shook her head, getting back on target. "I'll say these girls are your wives, sure. So then you'll fuck me?"

"Yes." I agreed. From how she spoke, I suspected she'd keep the secret even if I didn't fuck her, but - no sense taking unnecessary risks.

She let out a hot breath, a smile on her lips. One finger wound up perched on her lower lip for a moment as she contemplated me. "I think the best scenario for you would be to do the slave-wife thing. You are a dark prince, and you've used dark magic to force me to become your slave. But you don't just want to use my magic or my money or anything like that - you want to turn me into your fawning lover. To make it so I can never think of another man ever again, that's how good you're going to do me, and train my body, and so forth. You know, that sort of scenario."

"I do not read smutty books and have never roleplayed much in the past-"

"Oh dear God in her tower," Yaj said, head rolling to one side in a miserable movement.

"-but I'll try my best. Correct me if you have to."

"Oh! Ooo, so I'm doing some teaching here. That's sexy. Teaching the man who's already got sex slaves how to fuck better. I bet that Jutaana would like it if you roleplayed being her husband." Jutaana's ears swiveled as she heard her name being said, her eyes refocusing on me, and on Yaj.

"She does," I agreed. "She was just making a sex suggestion," I told Jutaana. "I'm going to have sex with her, if you don't want to watch, clear out," I told them all.

"Ah!" Jutaana sounded excited. "My husband is taking on a new wife, yes!"

"I'd rather stay near Jutaana. If your decision to bang the ancient evil witch blows up in your face, it'd be better I was around. Akamarina, you stay, too." Akamarina's eyelid twitched in annoyance, but she didn't say anything.

"Um... yes..." Eshenesra agreed, though her cheeks were lightly glowing. "It might be dangerous on other floors, too. Especially if I was alone."

"Are they good?" Yaj asked me, a pleasant smile on her lips. I nodded, and she reached out for my wrist at that. "Ooo, cold," she breathed. She guided my hand up towards her throat. "Don't squeeze - no choking - but your hand on my neck is a great way to establish dominance. Push me down on the bed. Tear up my dress - it's enchanted to fix itself up, don't worry - and tell me how much you've wanted me, how you're going to make me yours, and so forth, alright?"

"I think I get it."

"If I say the word 'turquoise,' then you stop and I tell you what I want you to do instead of whatever you were doing. It's not an insult, it's just saying we got our wires crossed. Got it?" I nodded to that, too. "Great!" She closed her eyes and took a deep breath, and I could feel the vibrations of her throat with my fingers. Then she spoke up again. "I... I can't believe what you've done to me..."

I still had my hand on her neck, so I used it to push her down onto the bed. "You had better believe it, Yaj. You have no choice any longer. You teased me too much," I explained, hooking my fingers into her dress - and using the enhanced strength to just rip her dress open, tearing it all down. She let out a soft gasp, but by the way her eyelashes fluttered, she absolutely loved it. "I'm going to make you my woman, Yaj. I'm going to teach you, and train you, to be exactly what I want," I told her, as I took the ruins of her dress and just threw it down onto the floor - then peeled down her panties as well, revealing a soaking wet sex.

"Ah... no~," she whined, snapping her legs shut as I took out my cock, well before I could stick it in. I stared down at her legs for a moment, my brain thinking, But weren't we going to fuck? "I'm a virgin." I tried to resist the urge to roll my eyes at that obviously untrue line. "It'll hurt if you just stick it in."

Oh. She wanted some foreplay. I reached down between her legs, fingering her that way, my palm pressing against her pelvis. I also managed to find just the right position to rub against her clit with my phalanges, and she let out a soft, even whorish moan. "Oohhh, it's so different from when I do it myself. So cold," she breathed out. "Ah... ooo..." she made these exaggerated noises, but I managed to piece together exactly what she wanted from what she leaned into and what she shied away from.

With the hand that wasn't playing with her pussy, I reached up for her breasts, playing with one, fingers toying with and sinking into it, teasing her nipples, shifting to pinch and tug at them. She bit her lip, dark lips looking even better as she squirmed. "Oh... what are your plans..." she muttered, managing to sound girlish and scared even though I'm sure that was just her reminding me to participate in the dirty talk.

"My plans? Don't you already know?" I managed to pull off a dark chuckle, and she squeezed on my finger at that. "Now that you're my slave, Yaj... you have no choice but to do whatever I tell you. I'm going to turn you into my perfect woman," I told her, and she squirmed on my fingers, panting heavily. "I'm going to teach you to forget about anything but sex. Because that's what you're going to be used for: sex. Once I've got you completely under my power, once you've forgotten about anything but sex... I'll teach you to be the perfect, fuckable, housewife."


She came at that point, squealing in ecstasy as her hips bucked up into my hand, rubbing and grinding against it in pure ecstasy. Her expression was completely uninhibited and lewd - there was no sign of any shyness about her own o-face, whether affected or genuine, and once her legs let up on my hand a bit, I quickly moved to spread them out and pointed my cock at her pussy.

"Those four were just like you, once," I told them, and she shivered as my cock rubbed against her slit. "But I taught them the wonders of the flesh, and now they're my happy wives." She let out a lewd little whimper at that - and then I pushed inside her sex, letting out a low groan as I filled her up, my hard cock pulsing inside her, my thoughts briefly stolen by the pure, simple, brainless pleasure of it. Her pussy was tight, and fresh, and she just about milked my cock with the way she gripped it.

"Is my pussy... better than theirs?" She breathed the words out, fishing for compliments in and out of character.

"You feel fantastic," I told her, honestly, and she responded by wriggling on my cock all the more actively, her inner walls squeezing all the tighter. "You're the best, Yaj," I told her. If Jutaana could have understood what I was saying, I definitely would never have said that, but she couldn't, so I could just go along with Yaj's fantasies.

"I'm going to be forced to marry you..." she said, as I gently thrust inside her. "I don't have any choice. You can make me say that our marriage is happy and consensual."

I let out another dark chuckle at that. "Consensual, maybe not, but it will be happy. Every moment my cock's not inside you," I explained to her, hand going to her clit again, making her shiver, her legs wrapping around my hips, "you're going to be asking: where is Hob's cock?" Her grip got tighter, legs squeezing around my hips, grinding herself down my cock. "This pleasure you're experiencing now is only a taste of what will be inflicted upon you. It won't be long until you can't even think about other men in a sexual way, just because it will be that good."

"Oh," she breathed out, sounding soft and delighted.

"Fuck her hard, husband!" Jutaana cut in from the sidelines, making both me and Yaj turn to look at her in surprise. Jutaana placed her hands over her mouth. "Ah! I am being sorry, husband!"

"It's fine," I told Jutaana, then turned back down to Yaj. "She was just saying that I should fuck you hard," I told Yaj, one hand running across her cheek. "That I should teach you, just like she learned, what it really means to be a woman," I explained. Yaj let out a soft pant in response to those words, enjoying them very much. "The pleasures that only a woman can experience," I explained to her, quietly teasing her clit, making her squirm and pant in response to my touch. I hadn't restarted fucking her again, though, just remaining halfway inside her, teasing her without any obvious intent. She just squirmed in place, hot breaths spilling out of her mouth. "Do you want me to start fucking you again?" I asked of her, making her let out a soft whimper of faux-resistance. "I don't know. Jutaana seems to be more interested in the sex than you are. She told me to fuck you - but did you tell me to fuck you?" I gently wiggled my hips, continuing to tease her that way.

"Ah... no... I... I don't want it," she said, in this tone of voice that said she absolutely did want it.

"Well, if you don't want it, then I can just pull out," I explained, slowly starting to pull out. I was incredibly slow, and she just whimpered by way of response, squirming, biting her lip, staring up at me with pleading eyes. "I mean, I'd hate to force you to do something you don't want to," I told her, enjoying the way she responded, the look of raw need on her face.

"No," she said, reaching out for my wrist. "Please... don't stop." She gave me perfect bedroom eyes, pleading yet not wanting to plead, a warm glow to her cheeks as she begged. My cock furiously pulsed, and I rammed myself to the base inside her, starting to fuck her while playing with her clit, one hand teasing her breasts. I leaned down over her and pressed my lips up against hers, and she promptly came, moaning into my mouth as I sucked on her lips, as I then proceeded to suck on her tongue, as I teased her like that, her pussy convulsing and squeezing around my cock rapidly while I just kept on fucking away.

She definitely was coming pretty hard, panting heavily when I pulled back, her eyes lidded as I just kept going. She had a very nice body, with lovely pale skin, and her gaze was simultaneously cold and warm in a way that was just so enticing. "So you accept it, don't you?" I told her, idly cupping her cheek. "Accept being my woman... my wife," I told her.

"Ohhh, yes," she moaned out. "I mean, ah... why... why would you do this to me?"

"Because I wanted to," I told her. "Because you're so gorgeous. Because you have nice tits," I explained, playing with them, "smooth skin," I told her, fingers running up towards her face. "And these gorgeous painted black lips that I want to only know me." My thumb ran along her lower lip, and even though I'd stopped playing with her clit, she promptly came, letting out a delicious moan of pleasure, her mouth casting open as she just writhed in pure ecstasy, her cunt squeezing around my cock. I held myself inside her, riding out the wave of her pleasure, and she was left panting on the bed, her skin lightly shiny with sweat. "Say it," I breathed down at her. "Say that you'll be my woman, and you'll be able to feel like this every day."

She squirmed on my cock again, then nodded. I didn't move, holding myself inside her still as she looked up at me, squirming in need.

"Say it with those pretty painted black lips of yours, Yaj. Say you want to be my wife. Use your words."

"Please," she whined. "Please, fuck me."

"Who should I fuck? Should I fuck Yaj, the powerful witch? Or should I fuck Yaj, the happy little housewife glad to have a big strong man to fuck her?"

Her pussy quietly twitched around my cock, and she swallowed wetly. "Please fuck Yaj, the happy little housewife, glad to have a big strong man to fuck her," she told me - and I started to rut away, enjoying her in that position for a few seconds. Then I manhandled her, twisting her around onto her knees and shoulders, her body getting pressed down into the bed as I rammed away, and she moaned in delight at the sensations and the power I was exercising over her. I ran one hand along her stomach, starting to tease her clit, and her fingers bunched up on the bed beneath her.

It took no time at all for her to come again in that position, moaning in delight beneath me as I railed at her pussy. At that point, all my ability to hold back was worked out, and I just bottomed out and erupted. "Oh, oh, knock me u~up," she whined out as she felt my cum fill her up. When I was finished, I pulled out of her, taking a moment to catch her breath, while the ancient witch just panted on the bed next to me.

"Ah... husband..." Jutaana said, her ears drooping as she spoke. "Yaj is a human... did you knock her up before me?" Her expression was so pitifully needy.

"Ahem. Yaj," I said, groping her ass, and she just let out a noise of whiny neediness. "You have some kind of contraception, right? Turquoise or whatever, I want to know for real."

She let out a huff. "Obviously. I'm the one who has to deal with the pregnancy if I get knocked up by a hot stud with a big cock. By the way," she said, rising from her position to sit down next to me, "that sort of scenario is really supposed to be extended longer than one fuck."

"I don't have all day."

"You literally do. I am quite sure you have no pressing issues elsewhere," she told me. "So, for next time, I was thinking we should really make a whole day of it. If any of your sex slaves- err, wives, whatever," she corrected,  "are bisexual, it could be really hot to order them to keep me on edge, but not let me come until your cock is back inside me."

I looked at the four other women there. "Are any of you bi?"

"Bi?" Jutaana asked, tilting her head curiously.

"I'm not," Pichi said. "Women don't have cocks soooo."

"I am beyond human sexual orientations," Akamarina said, a useless answer if ever there was one.

"I... I'm bi," Eshenesra said nervously, her cheeks glowing as she raised her hand. "Why?"

"Honestly, no real reason," I said, turning back to Yaj. "Why would there even be a next time?"

"H-huh? I mean, you enjoyed yourself too, didn't you? If you didn't we can try again with whatever roleplay you like, I picked that one because I thought you'd like it."

"I have multiple other sex partners, Yaj."

"I... but it was good, right?" She suddenly was acting like the beaten-down, defeated character she'd been playing earlier, except now it was actually for-real.

"It was good. I did come, after all," I reassured her. "But I'm here to explore, not to fuck."

"Oh." Yaj smiled at that. "A wandering hero. The man of the era." She nodded to herself thoughtfully. "Then we can do that roleplay some more," she told me, leaning into me, pressing her tits into my upper arm. "I'll play the role of your wife, and in return, you'll fuck me like a well-trained whore, yes?" My cock pulsed at that, and she seemed to notice, reaching down for my cock. "This place will..." She trailed off. "Wait, how did you get all the way up here? Did you figure out the command word?"

"Command word?"

"Did you kill off every single monster in the tower?"

"The bag-goblins respawn-"

"I know the bag goblins respawn! Also they're called leatherflesh gremlins, not 'bag goblins'! You destroyed all the defenses to my tower except those?!"

"How else was I supposed to get up here?"

She grit her teeth. "Argh. I'll have to restock the tower entirely, do you know how long that'll take? Weeks! Weeks! I was thinking it'd be fun to play your horny broken-in wife and now you tell me I have to rebuild the entire defensive system from scratch, other than the leatherflesh goblins..." She sighed. "Fine. Mm. Where are you staying? I'll go meet up with you when you're done?"

"I get that you're a horny woman, but why are you so eager for me in particular? I'm sure you can get laid elsewhere."

"Well, after having been locked in stasis for however-long by my last lover, I want somebody I can trust, and you saved me from being locked in stasis so I trust you." She paused. "Oh! You can stay here, there's-" She paused. "There's no food, is there?" I shook my head. "Argh. Please come back? Or tell me where you'll be staying?"

"I'm exploring the island," I told her. "I'm from very far away."

"Yes, you do look a little exotic," she noted. "I wasn't sure if the blue hair was dyed, but the curtain does match the drapes. So... ahhh this sucks," she declared at last, flopping onto her back on the bed. "Okay, I can do a hack job on fixing up the tower and then join you? All the monsters will be shite but apparently my reputation's lasted a while."

"How long is a hack job going to take? Having you along would definitely be helpful, but also, I don't want to wait long."

"Maybe a week..." She huffed. "Please, oh dominant husband-master? I'm your lowly little slave-wife?" She gave me puppy dog eyes as she spoke.

"I'm sure I won't be going on a one-way trip," I told her. "I'll come back, and if you're done, then you can come along."

"Yes! The great Yaj has seduced another man," she said. I tried not to roll my eyes.

For a powerful evil witch, she was very, very dorky.

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