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Challenges of the Heart	By : CrazyEyesChick Category: M through R > Merlin (BBC) > Merlin (BBC) Views: 8727 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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CHALLENGES OF THE HEART

CHAPTER 13: Fanthom Desires

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***************************************
‘ We’re not done until I say we are, pet. You might have spent yourself, but I still have an insatiable want that you will quench with you whorish body. A servant does its best to serve whatever needs his master requires, didn’t Arthur teach you that’ She teased in a whisper.

Merlin finally let his eyelids fall in defeat; with the last image in his mind of Arthur looking disappointed and hurt.

‘ I’m sorry Arthur.. I am not strong enough….’ He thought, waiting for Morgana to make her next move.

To be continued….

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Merlin finally let his eyelids fall in defeat; with the last image in his mind of Arthur looking disappointed and hurt.

The room was smelling like a sex dungeon. Of sweat, semen and blood. Merlin stood there unmoving, shaking from this whole ordeal, with the bloodied phallic object freshly sliding from his abused hole. His body would not respond to the simplest command; his energy was just gone. It had been mentally taxing on him, as his first time. It was intense and his mind was a mess, like a boat lost at sea, mist engulfing it.

Morgana’s hair was loose and covering her feminine features. It was damp and yet, shining with a certain afterglow. Even if the small room had an awful odor,the young Lady’s scent was the only thing pleasant in the air. This beautiful creature of the old religion might look heavenly; but Merlin was not fooled by her appearance. He knew there was more to come. Morgana’s rough treatment had brought back feelings from before; feelings he thought buried since Morgana had swifted to the dark side. Merlin was so disoriented, so lost. He fought the urge to cry at this humiliation, but hold back; not wanting that perverted hoe to get the satisfaction to see him break. Gone, was the sweet lovin’ woman he had known.

Morgana grinned like a mad cat, ready to pounce on her prey. She looked quite debauched, with one of her bra’s strap falling smoothly over the soft skin of her shoulder. She eyed her work, and the anticipation was killing her. Her insides, even her magic, were boiling; asking for release.

‘Done so soon Merlin?’
Merlin huffed in response, attempting to turn on his back to alleviate the pain of his chest, struggling to stay awake after such a powerful orgasm. If he could just shove that smirk down her throat, that would make this hell easier.

‘Cat’s got your tongue? No back talking this time? What a poor house guest you make’ She pouted, crawling seductively towards his exhausted form.

‘ We both know I’m far away from being a guest here. I’m just a toy at your disposal; to throw away when you're done, so do your worst’ He glared defiantly.

His remained silent. He was better off not raising to her taunts. When her attempts to get a reaction from her victim failed, her face fell immediately; showing her true nature. It seemed his ignorance only frustrated her more.

‘Don’t be such a sore loser Merlin; after all, there’s so much more fun to be had’

Morgana leaned, her weight shadowing the the boy’s nude body. His chafed wrists brought on each side of his laid head by the woman’s strong grip. Both of her legs confining his own bony limbs, restricting his movements. They could only stare into each other’s eyes, passion burning for two different reasons. Hunger for the flesh and the other for blood. Never leaving the iris’s of the Witch green eyes, he asked in defiance:

‘ How much more will you take from me, Morgana?’ He sighed, having had enough of all this abuse. He understood her pain from his betrayal, but couldn’t she get over it. Women was so resentful and complicated. Her nonchalant answer did not ease his worry and only got him into more trouble.

‘As long as I desire, and I wish for a lot more. Your flesh will do nicely, hmm, yes’

Too much talking already, she had to take action.

The curvy woman lightly bent down, her boobs flirting with Merlin’s still sensitive chest, only to coat his large left ear with her warm saliva; sucking it into the warm cavern of her mouth. She bit and kissed forcefully her way to his long neck; teeth marks leaving evidence of her passage.

Merlin fought hard; thinking of something else, disconnecting his mind to the present. The warm mouth on his flushed skin made it difficult. He stayed still, denying her the pleasure she obviously wanted to coax from him. He could feel the lower part of his anatomy responding to her ministrations. He was so not there, that he barely caught on the soft murmurs of his abuser.

‘Your mind tells you one thing; yet your body cannot refuse the pleasure its been offered’ SHe went on, putting pressure once more on his lips, in which this time he put with passion in his waiting mouth.

Morgana was proud to see her pet do what he was told for once; one step closer to ecstasy. Unfortunately, she was so concentrated in her own form of torture that she had not expected Merlin to take a harsh bite at her delicate nipple, causing it to bleed, making her yelp in pain. Merlin smirked at his small victory, with the boob still home between his dried lips.

His sharp jaw was rewarded with unloving fingers squeezing the life out of his jaw muscles. He could only groan his displeasure.
‘ OUch! Don’t think you can outsmart me at my own game, pet! I control your leash; you bark, when I tell you to, and you touch me, when I order you to!’ She roughly pushed his head to the side dismissively with the same hand. His jaw hurt, all he wanted was to be left freaking alone. Guess Morgana had other plans he he saw her advance her still dripping cunt, using his short hair as support to pull herself closer.

‘ Now, I really hope you village boys learned what to do at that point’ she tried to push all of her weight on his face, with a small resistance from her struggling toy. It excited her beyond anything she ever experienced; she could compare only the feeling to when life was leaving the eyes of her striked down enemies.

‘ Get away from me, or I swear I’ll-’ He could not finish his sentence as he was cut off by the bitch forcing herself down on his flushed face. He was scared he would be choking on her moist pussy, leaving no way for air to reach his deprived lungs.

‘ You swear to do what, exactly?’ She inquired with one last push of her large hips, finally masking Merlin’s nose and mouth, cutting off his only means to get air. His dissatisfaction was muffled by the squishing sounds of wet lips against Morgana’s sweet juices. Nothing could get past his mouth, the only solution was to lick her folds asking nicely for her to allow him the gulps of air he desperately needed. She laughed at his position, rocking her lips slowly to encourage the motion of his curious tongue.

‘ Nothing to say?’ She took a moment to hum at the pleasant sensation, and taunted him with his vulnerability ‘ I thought so’ Her tone teasing, aware that with his mouth busy elsewhere, he would not be able to respond.

The control she held over her prey was addictive; so lost in the pleasure, in the moment between them. The tension between them played in their body's response to one another. The swirls of Merlin’s tongue, yet inexperienced, felt almost too good. She could tell by the small groans and moans under her, vibrating through her whole core; Merlin was making sure he kept her sated to avoid another beating. There was something though about Merlin’s vulnerability that called to her. He did look dashing all dark and blue with marks. Her marks. Not Arthur. No one else, but her. How she wished to see her brother’s broken heart at the sight. The desperation in Arthur only accelerated her violent thrusts.

‘ Yesss.. Fuck, you were meant to do this...Get on with it...Hmm’

Merlin had a really hard time to keep up; also in making it easier for himself. His breathing was shallow and his hands lay lifeless at the side of his still body, letting himself ride by this succubus on top of him. Her cries made her weak; perhaps he could take control a bit from his situation. He would not let her get away with this. He put more effort in his movements. Alternating between different motions. Little bites here and there. Light teasing kissing the length of her vagina. Her sweet juices flowed into his open mouth, tasting her purest essence. The scent was intoxicating; making him forget that this was not what he wanted. His body was doing a find job on its own to betray his wishes; he did not need his mind to get lost at sea too. All there was now was this. Them, a room and a fuck load of sexual and emotional tensions.

Lost in the moment, at a specific noise let out by his current female partner, Merlin forgot all senses and shoved his large palms on her wide hips, pressing so hard that his hand prints were left as red marks on her not so innocent skin. He was proud to note that Morgana tensed, her hair pushed up by her hands, gripping solid her sweat drenched black curvy hair.

‘Mmmhff.. Mor-ga….MNhmmmnnahhh’ Merlin said trying to get her attention. His jaw was getting numb and as much as it was fun to see her writhe in madness, he had to stop. His facial muscles were tired; against his own body’s needs. Finally acknowledging him, she spat her displeasure.

‘ What?’ She sharply asked. Stopping her movements one moment, lifting her hips from his mouth, brushing it ever so slightly over his hardening cock, that was now covered with her own warm translucent liquid. It was thick and slimy over his cock, dripping onto his balls while she kept repeating the motion.

‘ Stop...my jaw hurts...We need to stop..We can’t-t, just..’ His skinny hands pressuring her bottocks to stop dropping her weight on him.

‘ I stop when I say we stop!’’ , emphasizing her point by rubbing her warm tunnel over his now quickly responding cock. He bucked his hips involuntarily.

‘ Enough, you got your power play..You win...’

‘Oh no! You don’t get to decide anything….’

Feeling his hardness, she got closer to his mouth; their lips millimeters away. Her breath warm over his flushed and scarred face, she added in heat: ‘ ...and it looks like Big Merlin likes to play too’ she lay her soft red lips slowly, lingering a little too long on his cheek, in a mock show of love.

The boy grew warm in the face. His dick twitched as if in recognition, happy of the attention. The young sorcerer was lost in the haze, the frenzy caused by this sinful temptress. It was just too easy to slip back into the raw emotions, let this go. All hell broke loose in his gut, his mind disconnected all thoughts; finally able to lose himself to this madness, this rage he felt after all this time. A spark ignited when there focused, aroused filled eyes crossed each other. Morgana could not be more proud. She had won this game of theirs and somehow had broken Merlin's little traitorous brain.
Her clit rubbed harder of the lenght before it, sending shivers down her spine. Unexpectedly, without no warning, she forcefully grabbed her submissive captive in a rough grip, and landed her soft lips on his, battling for dominance. Their exchange grew violent. Biting, scratching and rubbing against each other was all they did. Merlin’s hands squeeze her firm ass, scratching in desperation.
‘ YYYYeeeeesssss, perhaps we should have done this sooner’ Morgana purred next to his red tipped ear, as she licked her way down his neck, leaving little bite marks everywhere.
‘ Ah! Ouch...I c-can’t..God….Stop that!’ he chuckled lightly, his eyes closed, at her playful bites near his sensitive perky nipples. Morgana frowned upon hearing such orders from her slave, but she would allow him this slip. Only this one though. It was time to ripe the fruit of her labour, not waiting another second, she buried herself on his hard shaft, making them both cry out.

‘GOD!’
‘YES!’
They both screamed, lost in the emotions, in this special moment.
A part of Merlin felt like he had betrayed Arthur. He loved him after all. He just hoped that he would be able to get over this. This wasn’t just sex to them. Merlin learned through this intimate encounter that he did have as much power as her in this. Her getting lost in the wonderful sensations his cock provided for her was a weakness, as much as she would deny it.
He smirked, tentatively moving his hard cock into her hot cavern. Damn, he never felt anything like this. It was as if he was engulfed into the warmest water, clenched between two soft squishy walls. He hoped he would not get her with child; how would he explain this to his friends; this temporary weakness of his. Responding to her heavy panting, he bucked his hips to meet with her trusts. the sounds of her wet pussy squeezing his dick echoed the room, making this even more dirty. She shoved into her like a mad man, letting all his rage pour from his pores. As for Morgana’s bouncing form, she revelled in the power, at putting this man in his place for all he has done.
After one tactical sway of her lovely sweaty hips, Merlin could not help but gasp.
‘ ...Oh!’ he moaned, unable to stop it
‘ Your dick feels reaaaalllll good, pet. For a man who does not want this, you didn’t try very hard to stop it’ Morgana said finally taking in his panting body.
‘ ...Fuck..Just because I’m forced to participate, does...hmm. not..Ah.Ah..m-mean I want t-this..’ His orgasm was building, soon he would have...to.. come. He was about to come, moving faster to buck against her firm thighs, until everything stopped.
‘The Hell?.’ He swore
Morgana sat on him, refusing to move. She lowered her upper body upon his trembling one, smirking; her teeth biting anxiously her bottom lip.
‘...Admit it..’, Merlin’ she breathed on his face, twisting her hips to get an unwilling reaction from him. Which it did.
‘W-What..?’ Regaining his focus, he tried to listen, but with his blood running south; he could not think straight. He was lost in the frenzy of Morgana’s sinful touches. She started moving real slow, enough to tease.
‘Admit you love the feel of my pussy, and I will let you fuck me like you want..’ Warm breath sent shivers down his spine when she blew into his ear.

‘Go..Fuck yourself..’ his self restraint was wearing thin.

‘Language!...One word my love, and I will fuck myself on your hungry cock’ A slight curve of her lips showing, her head lifted to stare into his as a challenge.

‘ Morgana...Please..’
With his nipple burning with passion and his tormentor’s curvy tongue now playing with them, a moan passed his lips, encouraging Morgana to break his only defense he had: his will and dignity.
‘Hmm..Nahhh… I w-won’t..just...’ He pleaded, his resolve finally breaking when she squeeze her tight walls voluntarily over his big fat meat inside her, sending all the rest of his blood down. Her last words were the last straw. He would show her! She wants him to admit anything, well he would show her instead. She would lose at her own mind games.

‘ Show me, Merrrlin….’ she whispered closing the gap between their bodies. THAT was enough, Merlin thought. He would show that sex craving slut.

Suddenly, Morgana’s eye widened at the quick swift in their positions. She had not expected her pet to flip her over onto her back, with him on top with his hands over her small shoulders for support. His eyes were red with anger and sexual frustration. All she could do was stare in shock and excitement at his changed demeanor. Power was radiating from him, a powerful aura. And after all, Morgana liked power.
‘ YOU WANT ME TO SHOW YOU, SLUT! HERE IT IS!!’ HE started thrusting like his life depended on it. It’s like he had no control over his own actions. Large moist hands groped her large breast, palming through them like melons. She squeaked, her eyes rolling to the back of her head. Precum mixed with sweet liquid decorated her flushed skin, going as far as the creak of her ass.
‘ HMMM..YESSS….FUCK!!! Give...it...to me. You feellll soooo goodds. We should have done this a while ago.AH’
‘SHUT UP!! Just...Shut up!’ He was pounding her so fast and so deep that red was beginning to show on the side of his shaft. She deserve this after all she did to him and Arthur. In all this confusion, uncontrollable tears fell through. His mouth was shut tight, blood falling from his cut lip from trying not to pant to hard and groan too much at the satisfaction. The witch was trembling as her body was assaulted by her pet. His violent streak was making her wetter. Her clit was rubbed every once in a while, without mercy, when his dick pierced her open.
‘ God..I’m...c-c-close to… Don’t YOU DARE STOP...P-pleasure your Que-een..’ Her fingers pinched hard her own nipples.

‘ I.. hate...y-you….Please...Fuck...You really.. enjoy ...this..’

His pace grew more rapid, her pussy was so loose, so dirty and full of juices that Merlin’s long cock barely felt anything inside. The flapping noises were getting so loud; but they didn’t care.

They were both prisoners of their forbidden passion. Anger was a strong motivator for passion, and both had enough to last 2 lifetimes. He was now frantic in his thrusts, Morgana trying hard to meet his erratic pace; her body lost in the waves of sensations. Merlin’s hand found her slim throat and poised his fingers around it, slowly taking her life away like she had done before. Unknown to Merlin, Morgana was now closer than before to the best orgasm of her life. The lack of oxygen to her brain caused everything to be enhanced. Her mouth wide open, saliva dripped from the corner of her mouth to Merlin’s dry choking hands. His dick felt full. Every time she clenched her inside walls in pleasure, his cock twitched. He knew she was close. He was too, it wouldn’t be long before...before she would...

‘Yes..Yes..AH..ah.ah.ah… Hmmmm.. I’m cum-cumming!!!!!...YES, MERLIN!’ Morgana’s eyes closed upon reflex, her orgasm taking hold of her. Her eyes turned gold, as if her magic reacted to his. She could have sworn she saw her slave’s pupils turn golden.

‘ Morgana…. ‘ He was shortly joining her when words made it out of his mouth. ‘ I’m...so-sor-rry Arth...ur, ah..AHHHH!’
**THUD**
He was off her in an instant. His back forcibly pushed by strong dark magic against the hard wall of the room. His shoulder blades digging painfully into the bricks, knocking a few shelves off the ground. It hurt, and even more embarrassing was the lack of..clothes on his bottom half. His still glistening cock stood erect in the cold air, wanting attention that only an evil beautiful woman could provide.
The back of his head was bruised; there would be a nasty bump there in the morning. He was pretty sure his skin was pierced as something wet mixed into his dirty sweaty hair. The air had been knocked out of his lungs upon impact. She had cracked the wall with his small frame.
Her eyes were blazing with fire. OHHH! How she wanted to kill Arthur right now. Twist his neck, torturing his soul, etc.. How could her pet think about someone else? THIS WAS THEIR MOMENT, HER VICTORY!!! He would learn to love her touch. Soon, there would be no Arthur occupying his thoughts; but only her. She had become distracted by Merlin’s….violent, more dominant side; not anymore.
‘Morgana! Let me down..please. At least, let me have some dignity’ He was pretty sure that he had a few ribs cracked. He could not move at all, not even shake his head.
‘Well, that was a very convincing performance my dear. I believe it deserves quite the reward, hmm?’ She advanced towards him, in small steps, letting him quiver in anticipation or in fear. It would not matter to her, she would get her vengeance.
His face finally realized the position he was in. He would not bend once again to her touch. He backed away more, if that was even possible at this point. When she reached her destination in front of his very vulnerable stance, she lowered herself to her knees.
Now she had his full attention. Perfect. Merlin’s mind was doubling over, his heart racing faster than the speed of sound. Surely, she wouldn’t…
‘ Listen...you’ve-ve done enough...Thanks for the ride, really appreciate it, but you can stop now. There’s no need to finish me, I look silly enough here. Just..stop, alright?..Morgana?’

His plea fell on deaf ears as she opened her mouth wide enough to put all his length and girth inside. THAT shut him up, Morgana curved her talented tongue around his balls, biting lightly his ball sack, sucking the salty skin between her red lips.

‘ Remember this Merlin. It was I who gave you pleasure, not Arthur. Enjoy this. I don’t make a habit of getting on my knees for everyone...’
‘ Don’t...Don’t make me enjoy this..Please..ah’ She ignored him and continued at the task ahead. His musk scent was intoxicating, the sight above her was magical. Her soft hand joined the battle and twisted him when taking him into her hot cavern. She grazed her white sharp teeth over the sensitive rosy skin of his dick; which made Merlin wince. His dick throbbed, full of semen, precum on the tip flowing inside Morgana’s mouth, touching her taste buds. She enjoyed the taste of his defeat. He was made to torture, this man. It was getting harder to resist, no pun intended.
The boy could only watch as his body was forced into climax by this talented creature. Blue eyes half-closed, hands trembling; Merlin desperately wanted to grab the back of her hair to increase her slow place.
‘ Goddammit woman! Move...please..this..is torture..Let me cum..please’
She smiled with her mouth full, still working it slow, against Merlin’s better judgement. What did he think this was, she thought, a carnival? Of course this was supposed to be tormenting...
The pull of her magic started to wear off, and he could finally feel his arms again. The first he tried was to push her hand and head away to finish himself off. At least, he would not be forced to enjoy this; he would feel even more guilty and humiliated. The motion was sharply denied by a slap on his wrists, which were once again pulled like invisible chains on the brick, grey wall. He was close, very close.
‘ That’s is my love, fuck my mouth’ She went on sucking everything that he was. Once she felt his big cock swell inside her mouth, his balls tightening; she knew she had him. Her view was of her toy fighting between a look of pleasure or torment. Priceless. She opened her lips, forming a big ‘O’, her tongue sticking out, waiting for her prize: his essence.
He was panting hard, and her position of temporary weakness made him...harder. The last visions he had was of her head bobbing up and down on his shaft; almost touching the back of her throat. His mind broke. His resolve along with it, the force to great.
‘ Please...don’t stop...I-I..Morg-a--anaaaAAHHHH’ Spurts of cum shot from his throbbing dick, painting Morgana’s face in white. The remaining ropes of large thick white cum that came out flowed right into the witch’s diligent mouth, savouring all the emotions her pet had. It was bitter, but not as bad as she had been told. She swallowed every last drop, until she got up and planted an open mouth kiss on his lax mouth. He didn’t have any strength left to fight her off of him. His face was putty in her forceful hands. Her tongue pushed some of the leftover semen she had kept. His nose wrinkled in disdain at been fed his own cum, but he had no choice. His mind was exhausted, he was on thin ice right now, confused and abused in both ways. He felt his lump skin slide to the floor like a large sack of potatoes, unmoving and gaze blurred with emptiness.
‘Well, that was quite liberating, don’t you think pet?’

No answer

‘You need to go back to your home, my dear. After all, tomorrow’s another day, so you need your strength.’ With a flip of her fingers, all his bruised were healed like nothing had happened; although he remained nude as when he was born; his cock limp and spent against his sore thighs. The only thing he could manage was a low humm as his eyes fell shut.

‘MEN!’ She yelled waiting for her soldiers to pick her unconscious pet on the floor, dripping sperms all over her carpet. The men came in, witnessing the slumbering form before them. Both men shared a devious look at each other; if they were nice perhaps they would get their turn. It seemed their prayers were answered.

‘Judging by your looks, you’d like a piece of that ass...’ the disgusting men nodded in delight. ‘ Don’t worry, for your service you might get your share sooner than later’ She smiled leaving the room, leaving behind a limp form of flesh in the hands of future rapists.

It had been fun to see the anguish in Merlin’s face. Perhaps, if Merlin wanted to see Arthur so bad, he would get his wish. Though, she was sure he would not enjoy ‘this’ Arthur. Her plans were going so well..HAHAHAHA. They would rule the day they were born; both of them! She smirked in remembrance of what transpired; hopefully the memory will stay with her forever. The world would soon know who it turned its back to.

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