Cornellus and his Elves 4
Story by TikTikKobold on SoFurry
Cornellus has successfully wiped the minds of two traumatised elves, creating a pair of happy and subserviant maids who want nothing more than to please each other and himself. Now, it's time to present to the magic community the applications of his process for the betterment of all sapient life.
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“The master insisted that I bring these to you,” Gregg continues. “Know that I have brought them here and have done my duty.” He sets the garments down beside them, and the two shrug and giggle, turning to face each other, their tongues connecting as they kiss in long, moaning grapples of lips and tongues.
Cornel steps into the room, hands behind his back, nodding to his maids. “How are you two doing today? I see you’ve become quite acclimated to each other.”
As he enters, the two break apart, posing before him. Selani has her hands behind her back, while Caladine has hirs upon hir hips, her cock bouncing and oozing with pre.
“Excellent, you two are ready for my inspection. Now, tell me… what are your names.”
“Selani”
“Caladine”
“What do you know about yourselves?”
“We are happy!”
“Were you always happy?”
“No. But that doesn’t matter!”
He nods. “Indeed. Now, then, I suppose you’re ready for the presentation?”
The two of them give him quick bows, and the wizard turns, leading them away to another chamber of his study.
The room is dark, a cave more than a place of residence. Beyond the spotlight that shines down on the stony stage sits many sets of eyes—wizards and spell-casters of all types collected to see Cornell’s works. The mage steps up, and he holds his hands out. On either side of him, his maids approach, holding themselves bare in the cold, damp air. “Behold,” he proclaims to the committee. “Two who have lead tortured lives, now free from all repression.” He snaps his fingers. The two immediately come together, arms wrapped around each other, Selani’s hand guiding the cock of her other half inside her. Caladine thrusts forward, and Selani gasps, not in any sort of hurt or embarrassment, but in pure need.
“As you can sense, there is no coercive magic being cast upon them. They have given themselves up willingly, and I have wiped their mind clean of all dissatisfaction. They live now only to please each other and to please me.”
A murmur continues in the crowd, wizards speaking in multiple languages. Many races are represented by the council, from the noblest of elves to the smallest of kobolds.
Caladine grabs Selani by the butt and picks her up. Selani wraps her legs around Caladine’s hips, her arms around Caladine’s shoulders. She throws her head back as Caladine kisses against her neck, growling as shi thrusts upwards into her snatch.
“Not only do they have no memories of their past transgressions, but they have no shame. No longer will the long-lived races need to live lives filled with regret. Mental health and emotional magic have been restored, and the erotic arts are magnified by newly-wiped individuals.”
He holds his hands the glowing orbs of magic that contain the wiped memories of his servants. “See here, the magic I hold in my hand, and witness how just a tiny sliver can be used.” He pinches a bit of the memory stuff between his fingers and blow it into the elves’ faces. They groan, and Caladine falls to hir knees. Selani falls back, her shoulders, neck, and head over the edge of the stage, staring out towards the crowd. Her mouth is in a goofy smile, her tongue lulled out, and her screams louder than before.
“Anguish can be repurposed. Tension can come to a smooth transition of pleasure. And aimless wandering can become a purpose.
“Fill me, Caladine… fill me, fuck me… make me pregnant!” Selani screams. Cornell waits for her to be done. He lets the two fill the hall with gasps and grunts until finally, Caladine hilts into his companion. The action bulges the female elf’s pelvis, allowing her to be filled with squirts of cum inside of her. She laughs, running her hands over her face and cheeks. “Oh yes… show them all. Show them all how much we love each other… and our master!”
The two immediately climb up from the ground. Jizz and sex oozes out of the two as Selani and Caladine cling onto Cornell’s robes. They pull them apart, showing off the wizard’s own rod. And soon, two elves are pressing their faces up against his cock. They run their noses over the shaft. They lick at the base, sucking on his balls, and slurping up to the tip. Both of them do this in full view of others who get a complete picture of their bodies.
Cornell keeps his composure as the two elves service him, pocketing the magic away and standing tall. ‘As… as you can see! I, too, have no concern, either. Recall the stagefright I had in our last presentation. All of it is gone now, and how? Simple…” He reaches his hand through Caladine’s hair, weaving it through his fingers and shoving hir face down along his cock. “Because I have studied what I’ve done to these elves and used it to erase my stagefright forever, improving me and… hopefully, all of you, as well!”
As the elf takes the cock down to hir throat, the crowd cheers, applauding so loud that it could even be heard outside amidst the thunder’s claps surrounding the sanctum.
Of course, the crowd’s cheering does not signal the end of the presentation, as Cornell presses both hands to the back of the hermaphrodite, pressing hir face closer against his body. He’s right—he has eliminated his nervousness on stage. He has stopped all shame that he had.
Caladine’s cheeks cave in as shi sucks hard on hir master’s wonderful cock. Hir eyes focus up to his face, but he looks out to the crowd, nodding towards them as their cheers turn into astonished watching.
Selani, meanwhile, sits with impatient whimpering, gripping at her knees, pressing her breasts together between her arms. Her lips quiver as she watches the twin elf sucks and slurps on her master’s impressive rod. Through these whimperings, Cornell actually looks to her and gives her a nod, saying, “If you want a cock that badly, girl, take Caladine’s. Shi needs to be serviced. Pretend, then, that it is my own.”