The three other Dark Mages used some sort of sleeping spell on you. You could tell by how drowsy you felt and the need to lay down overwhelming your senses. When you came to, you found yourself over the same cauldron from earlier, only differences were you were totally naked, and another Dark Mage was across from you under similar circumstances. You were hung by your wrists dangling by the pot barley touching the liquid inside. The other three Mages laughed as the started chanting their magic spells.
"What are they doing?!", you asked Clora.
"They are priming the potion for absolute stimulation. We will be sexually crazed for each other and fuck until our bodies give out causing your sperm and my body to give them incredible power."
"Why can't you stop them?! We can can't we?!"
"3 against 1 was too much for me and you went down with a simple sleeping spell. In the state we are in we won't have any time to think of an escape the moment were lowered down and mate.", she said despondently.
"Now dear sister, grant yourself to our cause, and give us our power. Give us the magic of your union!", the other Dark Mages chanted. The ropes holding your wrists became undone causing you and Clora to fall into the potion. At first nothing, your first thought was to get out of it, the temperature was like that of a hot spring only warmer than preferred. You were already getting yourself out, but just before you could even lift your first leg out, you felt strange. Your libido was straight as an arrow, a thirst for courtship swept your mind. You sunk your head into the potion washing all of your body into this intoxicating feeling.
When you rose up, you saw Clora giving you signals to come to her side. Her eyes were sharp as daggers with her sultry look of desire, the smile she gave was transparent as ice, her fingers waving you down like a distress flag beyond the sea. Without any hesitation from either of you, you both joined together as one and with nothing held back, exerted intense passion.
Your lips sucked the others like a slobbering child would. Tongues poked and swirled without any guidance or reason to savor the taste of saliva. Hips thrust and thrust with sheer power in every movement. In your mind this was all that mattered, all that needed to matter. It didn't matter what you liked in a woman or who you were fucking right now, you just needed to and with everything you had.
You and Clora yelled and screamed and moaned in ecstasy. For four whole hours you and her engaged in ravenous sex until you two began to grow so tired you both died from the amount of stimulation and exhaustion of the union. It didn't matter because it felt so good, and he last thing you felt was the greatest pleasure you felt in your life.
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