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CHALLENGES OF THE HEART

CHAPTER 11: Against one’s will

DISCLAIMER: I do not own the characters or the copyright of the story of Merlin. They are the sole propriety of the BBC studio and its writers. I do not make profit from this story and do not intend to infringe copyrights. This is made totally only for entertainment purposes only.

******************************************* PREVIOUSLY***************************************
In the meantime, Merlin had trouble staying up and not giving up to Morgana’s antics. He had lost track of time. No sunlight around for miles, no precise date for lunchs. He was seriously underfed here. No longer tied after weeks of beatings from angry soldiers, he was still kept locked in a caged awaiting his Lady’s next lessons. She had promised this one to be memorable and quite interesting for her.

His mind would not break, and once again he would tell her to shove her lessons where the sun doesn’t shine. He was ready to greet her, once the door of the small metal prison opened.

‘ Welcome back, Morgana!’ he said defiantly raising his head weakly to face her.

‘ Ready for round 2, my love? grinned the priestess of the Old Religion.

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‘ I have to say, Morgana, your hospitality is lacking’ Merlin said cockily, still locked behind bars in a dirty cells.

‘ Oh Merlin, I am sure you will change your mind once you see what I have planned now.’ Morgana said approaching slowly the cage with 2 buff man in tow for added protection. Not that she needed any, of course.

‘ I doubt that.’

Merlin backed away involuntarily in the corner of the small space in stayed in for the last days, weeks? He had lost track of time with the lack of sleep, food and water and, the torture. He really could not tell what she was thinking. Every time she got him beaten, tortured or insulted; she would come back sweet as she had been before and healed his deeper wounds.

‘Men!’ Morgana turned sharply towards the 2 guards behind her, ordering them to grab the poor merlin on the floor. ‘ Bring my pet to the other room’. She left without saying anything more.

‘Damn, you smell like shit boy’ One of the uglier man grabbed Merlin by his hair, pulling him up from the dirty ground.

‘Well, try not to bathe for a few days....and it’s not like you’re any better’ he muttered under his breath hoping they would not hear him. The swift kick to his bruised ribs told him otherwise. He should really learn to shut up sometimes. Both of them finally got hold of him by his arms towards their destination.

He tried to fight back, but weakly. He did not have enough strenght. His magic was still recovering from the attack of the bandits. He was scared, and clearly outnumbered; he could not see any way out of this, except by rescue from his King. ‘ Arthur...I need you, Where are you?’ he thought as he was dragged away. He could not lose faith. To be honest with himself, his hope was the only thing keeping him in the game.

When the arrived at the ‘room’, his features fell. The goons were smirking; he was not. He started to sweat; not really sure he could take ‘THAT’ type of punishment.

‘You’re a lucky bastard’ One of the guards throwing him on the large bed, tying him up securely with metal shackles to the bedpost. ‘The lady Morgana is planning to have some fun with you, perhaps if we are nice we can get a piece of the glory too’ The man said, looking at his leering partner.

Merlin lost all colours in his face at the appalling idea. He looked like a scared animal about to be served for dinner.The room consisted of an enormous mattress covered in silk red sheets. The area was lit with black candles which was hung on the small brick walls. This was not what scared him the most. No, The room looked quite cozy, more comfortable than his own room actually. But the objects multiple objects on the small tray on the side of the bed was what gave him goosebumps. Dildos of different sizes, a contraption with a curved wooden rod, knives, laces, buckets and more disturbing things he did not dare name were present. He started to sweat heavily, afraid for his fate. Suddenly, he remembered Arthur’s face in this dreadful moment. He knew he had to stay strong for Arthur, he could not give up. ‘ I don’t want any of this...I-I can’t..Please Arthur...So-Some-Someone please..h-help me..’

The creaking sound of the door brought Merlin’s attention to their newest guest. Morgana had arrived wearing a different outfit. A much more revealing outfit.

The young sorcerer had no idea where it came from, but he had to admit, that it suited her curves wonderfully. Under other circumstances, he would not have hesitated to pursue her, and he was not the only one thinking so too. Judging by the gaping mouth of his babysitters and their constricted pants, he betted that they wanted her as well.

‘Excellent! You can leave us for now’ Morgana ordered, looking at the prize before her.

‘Have fun my Lady’ One of them said bowing, on their leave, closing the door.

Alone. The air was heavy and constricting. Since his stay here, they had rarely been left alone together.They both looked at each other, but with different ideas in mind. The silence in the room was annoying. Merlin broke the ice by letting her know his dissatisfaction, pulling on his restraints.

‘ I don’t know what kind of game you’re playing here Morgana, but it won’t change anything. I won’t tell you a damn thing’

‘Ahh! You can’t fool me little lamb, you’re scared.’ She smiled ‘ I know you won’t tell me anything; this is entirely for my own enjoyment. Your pain is my pleasure, and I plan to enjoy this. Although, I can’t say the same for you dear.’

Merlin tensed at her implying tone. Clearly, she did not mean…. There was no way, she would ever do...something like this. Looking around, the odds were against him. Blushing, he was embarrassed with what the context implied. He was still a virgin. Besides from jerking off every once in awhile when he actually had time for himself, he knew nothing. Merlin might have believed this between them could have worked when she was unaware of her powers, but now his feelings belonged to Arthur. Arthur would not want anything broken and dirty.

‘Morgana, you don’t wanna do this’

‘Of course I do Merlin. After all….a girl has needs.’ She brushed her fingers to his high cheekbones. His pale skin trembled at her cold touch. He jerked away. ‘Oh! Could it be?’ Morgana exclaimed in a fake shocked voice. Merlin frowned

‘What?’

‘ Don’t tell me little Merlin is still a virgin?.’ Morgana teased. That got her a flinch from the restrained man, which encouraged her more. She was getting excited. She bent low towards his face, her large breasts, inching close to his slightly open mouth. He turned his flushed face to the left, embarrassed. For once, he figured that keeping his blabber mouth closed was better.

‘Your silence is deafening.’ licking her lips , she replied huskily ‘ HHmmm, don’t worry pet, I can’t wait to put you in your place...’

She roughly grabbed the back of his head, crushing his face into her boobs. Merlin could not breath, he literally was smothered by them. His eyes tightly shut from shock. His heartbeat rose in panic, hands turning to fists, trying to flee anywhere.

‘Suck’ his ears picked up. He did not move, still forcing the air inside his body not to pass out. The witch only pulled at his hair tighter in response, pushing him more into her dark laced bra.

‘ SUCK! and I won’t ask again’ The temptress said making herself clear this time, leaving nothing for Merlin except to comply. He had no idea what to do, his mind was elsewhere and his magic unresponsive.

The moist feeling on her now erect nipples felt wonderful, it had been so long. Her prisoner’s warm tongue circled softly around her sensitive nipple. Suckling noises made it awkward for Merlin who could not believe this was happening to him. The moaning from above resonated into his mouth. At least Morgana seemed to enjoy herself while he was not. He was hesitant, careful; afraid to get punished. At this point, Morgana was unpredictable; her magic was unpredictable.

‘Ah! That’s a good boy’ said Morgana, pleased by Merlin’s talented tongue. ‘ I knew that mouth would be good for something’ Her grip loosen after a few minutes allowing fresh air to flow through his starved lungs. ‘Don’t stop now’

Morgana could not be happier now. God his tongue was like magic. Merlin always seemed to be in control of everything, and it kind of annoyed her. So, for her to have so much power over his actions now, was an incredible turn on. Her cunt was wet between her tights. She could not rush this; she could not lose focus of this experiment. The goal was to break Merlin; in turn breaking the relationship between her brother and his manservant.

Merlin’s jaw hurt. His struggles only seemed to excite her more. He tried to bunk his hips to get her off, but with so much restraint on his arms and legs, there’s not much he could do. He felt weak, violated. His prayers got answered when he felt his head pulled away sharply.

‘ Not bad, pet.’ She said approvingly. Merlin’s eyes went twice his size when he saw what happened next. Morgana was slowly pushing her laced panties off of her. That’s when Merlin got hit with reality in the face and shit hit the fan. He struggled more, the shackles not giving way. Tears leaked from his blue eyes.
‘ Morgana...p-please. stop. I don’t want this’

‘Who cares about what you want? DId you care about what I wanted when you shoved that awful poison in my mouth, uh? No.’ Anger quickly rose, her magic blowing off a few candles in its wake. Morgana was still holding this grudge against him.

‘ I had no choice. It was a hard decision for me Morgana, believe me; we were friends. But it was you or Camelot; you already turn and wanted Arthur and Uther dead...’

Morgana slapped him in the face, snapping his head to the side harshly. Her nails left angry red marks on his cheeks. He winched, his head pounding.

‘ Arthur...always Arthur. Where’s your Arthur now Merlin? He left you here with me; HE. DOES. NOT. NEED. YOU’ She spat in his face.

‘It’s not true, I’m sure he...’ SHe cut him off ‘ My spies told me he never left his throne room, he is quite happy with that wench of his. Why would I lie, when I know the truth hurts so much more’

‘I….I… Let me go then, why keep me if he doesn’t care for me. I’m useless to you too’ he pleaded.

‘ Well, like I told you, as much trouble as you were in my plans, you are still really attractive and I have a score to settle with you. Arthur wll get what’s coming to him either way’.. she softly replied. She admired her work, bent down and put her tongue on his bleeding cheek, savouring his defeat. God, did she feel like one. He was made for this.She needed him to stop talking. She wanted more action, and she would get it one way or another.

‘How about we get more serious, hmmm’ She got up and walked towards the tray. ‘ Which one should I start with?’ She talked to herself as if no one was here. She grabbed one thing, and setted it on the carpet floor. Merlin was confused.

‘Now, listen carefully. I will untie you. You fight back or try to escape; my magic will break you in less than half a second, you understand?’ He nodded weakly, seeing no other favorable action.

‘ Say it’ she glared at him ‘ Say you understand’ she pushed. With some hesitation, he softly answered with a low

‘...yes’

‘Louder, pet’ Grasping the long whip, next to her.

‘Yes, I understand’

Unexpectedly, a loud ‘ smack’ filled the room along with the pained scream of the sorcerer.

‘AAAAAAARGGGGGG’ his eyes teared up once again, due to the intense pain.

The whip made contact with the baby skin of Merlin’s skinny chest. A vile red mark laid across his stomach. The scream turned Morgana on; perhaps she should have done that weeks ago.

‘ Again, yes what Merlin?’ She asked again as if he knew what she required from him. She was a crazy bitch.

Merlin gathered his thoughts, and responded weakly: ‘ Yes I understand, Mistress’

At that, Morgana’s wicked smile grew ten times bigger. Arthur had been wrong, the boy could be taught manners, with the right incentives of course.

By the flick of her fingers, the shackles fell in a thud on the comfortable mattress, leaving Merlin to rush to his bruised, reddened wrists with his now free hands. She put her nude deliate foot forward; he recoiled in consequence of her action. Merlin’s back was stopped by the metallic bars of the headboard. His breath was short, his shirt was drenched in sweat and his mouth was dry. He went into survival mode, trying to survive to see another day.

‘That’s better. You will do exactly what I say;if you don’t well, you know what will happen’

The Priestress sat her naked bottom on the silk sheets, next to the frightened boy. She could see in his eyes thought that he wanted to fight. She wanted him to fight; it made her want to abuse him more. Her wish was answered, when her hand came into contact with his still clothed crotch. He raised his voice.

‘ Don’t touch that! You have no right!’ Her captive strongly replied, moving away from her perverted touch. No matter is Arthur felt like he did; only Arthur was allowed to enter his personal space like that. Morgana had no right. No fucking right.

‘ Don’t anger me Merlin, I have killed for less.’ She squeezed his balls tightly in her fist, causing shapr pain to move through his frail body.

‘URGHhh...Leave me alone’ He was exhausted.

‘Fine’ she said, her long fingers playing in her long jet black hair. She shifted her weight, relaxed even with what had transpired. The bed creaked under her weight.

Merlin was startled. Ok…. That was not normal. Surely, she expected something. He dared to look down at her spread legs, and quickly looked back up ashamed. Her pussy was dripping. He could not imagine she would sink so low.

‘’scuse me? He asked, unsure.

‘I said: Fine.’ she repeated

‘Really, you’ll….l-let me go?’ He asked again

‘Let you go? Oh no!no,no,no no,no? I worked to hard for this’ she stated ‘ No, you will entertain me. As you noticed, I am quite satisfied by your performance so far; no need to change it so far in the game.’

His heart sunk. His hope down with it. She had played him. When Merlin thought this could not get worse, he was proved wrong.

‘ See that little metallic rod that I placed on the ground? Yes, you do. You will head straight towards it and use it on yourself. Fuck yourself on it for me.’

‘ You’ve got to be joking! I-It’s way too big. I have never..’

‘ Stop complaining. Arthur was right, .you are a whiny little bitch… I don’t care how you do it Merrrrlin’ She said imitating Arthur’s little special voice meant only for him ‘ Just shove it in and make yourself come for me’ and she added seductively ‘ Give me a good show’ She settled herself comfortably, waiting for Merlin to move…

Merlin looked at his options before complying. He was at the end of the rope here. She had all the cards for now. Nobody was coming for him. If he had to do this, it didn’t mean he had to like it. He reluctantly moved towards the offending phallic shaped object on the ground, and slumped his shoulders in defeat. It was just jerking off; he ujst had to think of something exciing and get it over with. Maybe she would leave him alone to himself afterwards.

‘Now, that’s my boy. Strip.’ she ordered as she bit her own nails between her teeth in eagerness. Her pussy throbbed at what was coming next.

He would break, she knew; it was only a matter of time She would savour her victory. Without Merlin by Arthur’s side, Camelot would be hers. She sat there watching what would soon be her victory. She could not wait.

To be continued….
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