Wakeeda is my OC.
Prince Adol belongs to DarkShadow777.
This story is a crossover with DarkShadow's ongoing Livantia series, which you can read here.
(Tags: prince adol wakeeda witch-doctor analingus chastity public-humiliation cunnilingus)
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Prince Adol was desperate. Desperate enough to take advice from his
love rival, the wizard. Desperate enough to come here, a disgusting
swamp in the southwest of Asmana. Desperate enough to ask a witch
doctor, of all people, for help. He just wanted to be rid of this curse.
It was ruining his chances to get any women, and worst of all, it
constantly made him look like an idiot in front of his beloved Ilyse.
He didn't knock yet, though. He was going over what to say in his
head. The stranger had warned him that the witch doctor didn't like
ladies men like him. He wanted to be sure he wouldn't screw up his only
chance at getting the curse off of him.
A female voice rang from inside the shack: "I can't help you while you're out there pondering what to say to me, Adol."
The prince gave a start. How did she know? Deciding to just make it
up as he went along, Adol pushed the door. He found himself in a large
room with a huge table in the centre. On one side was a huge shelf full
of many different potions. On the other was a counter like you'd see at a
bar, as long as the room, with alchemy equipment filling it.
A woman quite a bit shorter than him stood slightly to the side,
mixing potions. She had pale skin-almost grey in fact, dark brown hair
that flowed to between her shoulders, as well as a rather taut rear. All
across her body was many pieces of jewelry, as well as bracelets and
anklets on her arms and legs. Adol knew this was Wakeeda.
"So, you're the lustful prince of Valador." the witch doctor
observed, not turning around. "I'd like to say it's a pleasure or an
honour or any of that, but I wouldn't want to give you any idea that I
like you."
"Then let us skip the pleasantries and get to the point." Adol
decided to use her hostility to his advantage. "I doubt you want me here
for long if you hate royalty."
"Who said I hate royalty? My only problem is the royal titles-too
formal. Not all kings, queens, princes and princesses are spoiled
brats." Wakeeda informed him. "Just look at Ilyse. Beautiful, strong and
optimistic despite everything she's been through. I feel sorry for her,
being forced into marrying an unfaithful man like you." she muttered
something about "Ciaran" at the end but Adol didn't hear it.
Adol's temper flared. "The arranged marriage was our father's idea.
I would never-NEVER-force her into marrying me. I love her too much to
do that. I'd rather she be happy alone than miserable with me."
"I don't doubt that for a second. I know you're a good man in your
heart of hearts, but you sometimes act like you never entered adulthood.
It makes you look less like a prince and more like a jester." Wakeeda
informed him. "In any case, shall we skip to the reason you're here?"
"You're the one who opened on hostilities, but please do." Adol conceded. Arguing wasn't going to get them anywhere.
"You want to remove a dirty word curse, you have to fix the problem
that caused it in the first place." The witch doctor told him.
"You mean I need to stop picking up women in taverns?" the prince half-asked half-joked.
Wakeeda gave an amused chuckle. "No. Well yes, you do need to cut
that out, but that's not the problem. Arietta put it on you because you
not only destroyed her asshole, but were rude to her afterwards. You
treated her like a piece of meat, not a lover."
Adol became suspicious of her suddenly. "How do you-"
"I'm not in contact with her, if that's your thinking." Wakeeda
preempted him. "The spirits tell me everything, Your Lustfulness.
Everything. But back to the point: you need to learn to control your
lust. Restrain it."
"I restrain it plenty!" Adol argued.
Wakeeda simply asked. "Then why are you concentrating your gaze on my ass so much?"
Adol was taken aback; she wasn't anything like the witches he was
used to dealing with. Her sentence was a statement, not a question. And
the prince couldn't answer without making himself look like a pervert.
"That's what I thought." He could tell the witch doctor was smiling. "You need to learn humility."
Adol conceded. "Okay. Where do we start?"
"You can start by laying on the table and licking my rear hole."
Wakeeda told him, turning around at last. She was quite averagely built,
with the smallest bit of fat around her legs and arms. Most of the fat
was concentrated in her chest, though: her tits jutted out like two
watermelons.
"Wh-what?" Adol asked, surprised at not only her request but at her large tits. He had to suppress an urge to fondle them.
"Liking what you see?" the witch doctor asked, placing clenched fists on her hips.
"Yes. You're a very beaut-bea-really sexy lady who I want to fuck all day!" Adol spurted. This damn curse...
"Even if you weren't cursed, your charms have no effect on me."
Wakeeda informed him, though he was sure he saw the faintest trace of a
smile. "You're lucky I'm helping you at all, you know. I can't stand
skirt-chasers like you."
"You're not flattered you make the curse affect me?" Adol asked, maybe a little too virulently.
Wakeeda crossed her eyebrows and took a step towards him. He backed
away; she looked genuinely angry now. "Your standards are so damn low,
the ugliest woman in all the realms would make that curse affect you.
Now either lay on the table or get out." Her voice was a whisper that
carried a deathly hiss.
Adol clamped up. He felt nothing short of insulted, but knew better
than to talk back. She was still willing to get rid of the curse, and
if all he had to do was lick her rear it sounded like a bargain. He
clambered onto the table and felt his armour disappear from his body and
saw it reappear in a washing bowl nearby.
"You didn't have to do that; it's not that dirty." Adol told the witch doctor, laying on his back.
"The table does that automatically. Saves me time doing it myself." Wakeeda shrugged, moving over to him.
The witch doctor climb onto the table and swung her leg over his
face. Her rear hole gently pressed against his mouth. He breathed in her
scent (it reminded him of a certain flower from Valador) but suddenly
felt something cold wrap around his cock and it went completely limp.
Adol realized with a shock that Wakeeda had just put a chastity cage on
his member.
"What the he-" but Wakeeda's ass covered his mouth and the rest of the word was muffled.
"I told you: you need to learn restraint, Your Lustfulness. This
will help you." Wakeeda stated matter-of-factly. "Now, start licking."
With a sense of reluctance (licking a beautiful witch's rear hole
didn't end well for him last time), Adol allowed his tongue to wash over
Wakeeda's starfish. She let out a sigh of relaxation and Adol seriously
hoped she wasn't about to fart. That said, whether he'd rather live
with the curse or taste her gas, he didn't know.
The prince licked her hole again and she shuddered very slightly.
He began to run his tongue around the opening, meeting each of the
creases. Wakeeda pushed more of herself onto his face, and his tongue
pushed inside her for a second. She jumped in surprise at the sensation,
which Adol was grateful for-he was able to breathe for a second.
"Breathe through your nose." She told him, settling back onto his face.
He took a deep breath through his nose, and Wakeeda's scent filled
his nostrils. His senses. His mind. His cock pushed painfully against
the cage, but his tongue continued to circle Wakeeda's tight aperture.
He began to lick faster, the scent and taste of her sweat driving him.
Her hand shot downwards and the rapid squelching sounds told Adol she
was masturbating furiously.
The prince changed his direction and began licking Wakeeda's hole
counter-clockwise. This came as a minor shock to the recipient, who
stopped pleasuring herself for a second before reverting back to her
vigourous action. He paused for a second to push his tongue inside her,
prompting a soft "Ah-!" from her. He slipped it in was far as he could
before drawing it out and caressing the outside again.
The witch doctor began shaking as the prince circled her puckered
entrance more forcefully-pushing against it with his tongue. She began
to grind her ass on his mouth, his tongue pushing inside a little bit
with each movement. Adol kept his pattern up-licking around the outside
of her sphincter, faster and faster until-"MMMMMM!" she'd bitten her lip
to stop her announcing her orgasm, but she couldn't stop herself
shaking as the pleasure overwhelmed her.
After a few seconds, Wakeeda got off the table aquiver and Adol
followed her. She took a potion off the shelf, pulled the cork out and
drank deeply. After a second or 5, she stopped shaking and her eyes came
into focus. Her gaze turned to the prince.
"Okay, now are you going to remove the curse? And the cage?" Adol asked, eager for his cock to be free again.
"Hmm... No." Wakeeda bluntly told him. "There's one more thing you need to do first."
"What?" Adol asked, an eyebrow raised.
Wakeeda smirked. "Find your way back."
Before he could question her, she threw an orb of blue light at the
prince's feet and a second later he felt himself fall through a vortex
of purple, blue and white light. He didn't know how far or for how long
he fell, but he looked down to see a portal he knew he was going to fall
through. He braced for the impact and felt himself land on hard ground,
the pain shooting through him.
He struggled to his feet and looked around to see he was in a city
square. A breeze against his member made him look down in horror. He was
still naked. Not only that, he still had the chastity cage on.
People were already beginning to notice the stark-naked prince in
the square. A young orc woman nudged her human companion and pointed at
him. From her face, she was desperately struggling to hold in laughter.
Noticing everyone had almost the exact same expression as her, Adol
spotted a nearby alley and darted into it, only to emerge into a street
full of people.
The townsfolk, the shopkeepers, even the city guard laughed at him
as he stumbled his way around the foreign city. This was humiliating.
Degrading. He had no idea where he was going, and he was far too
embarrassed to ask anyone for directions. He paused in another alley to
get his bearings, and felt a firm hand grab his asscheek.
He wheeled around and the orc woman from earlier pushed her ample
tits against him and his back met the wall as their lips and tongues
met. After a second or two, he struggled against her grip and managed to
push her away. She got in close, smiled cheekily and asked "What, don't
like women who can kick your ass?"
Adol pushed against her again, desperate to get away. She gripped
his wrist, pulled him close and whispered in his ear "You're going in
the wrong direction anyway. Her swamp is Northeast. You're heading
straight South." She pecked him on the cheek, turned around and gave a
short wave as she headed back to the square.
How did she know?
Adol chose to follow her direction, even if it meant heading back
into the crowds. He tried to cover up as best he could but there was
little point. The cage around his member was digging in slightly now. A
chuckling guard handed him a compass and gave him the same advice the
orc did: head Northeast.
Adol thanked the guard and followed the compass. It lead him into a
bazaar full of people, and he tried to hide his rapidly blushing face.
Of course, that just attracted even more attention to him.
"Wakeeda?" a blacksmith's shopkeeper asked him, smiling widely.
That was three people who knew. Realization hit the prince like a
brick. "This... This isn't the first time she's done this, is it?" The
prince asked, shocked.
A wave of laughter overcame almost everyone nearby. One of the
guards controlled his laughter enough to say "Friend, she's pulled that
trick on everyone from a cuckolding farmer's wife to a King. We're not
laughing because you're naked-we're laughing because we know how it
happened. She's never involved a cock cage before now, though. She must
really hate you. Or really like you. Only Gods know what goes on in that
woman's head."
So she'd pulled this trick on an Asmanan King too? She clearly had
even less respect for royalty than he thought. Adol was disliking the
witch doctor more and more by the second.
The townsfolk were sympathetic despite their laughter, and within
ten minutes he'd found his way out of the city. As Adol exited the main
gate, he wondered if he'd do the same if the roles were reversed. Of
course he would. He was a good man at heart. He wouldn't just laugh and
let them suffer like that. Especially not now he knew how it felt to be
so humiliated.
Adol luckily didn't come across anyone during the walk down the
stone path leading through the hold. He didn't want to divert from the
track, but knew he'd eventually have to. That eventually came far too
soon for the prince's liking as a faded sign saying "Spirit's Swamp" led
him off the path and into the bog.
Adol pushed onwards through the mud and filthy water. It occurred
to him that he had no idea where he was going, and this swamp was huge.
He'd only found it the first time because he'd marked trees with an "A"
to let him know when he was going in circles. He had nothing to mark the
trees with this time.
As he reached a hard part of ground, he stopped to check his
compass but it was broken. Instead of north, it pointed directly east.
He walked a bit further north and the compass began to slowly point
southeast. The arrow pointed towards the witch doctor's abode; this, he
knew. Happy to have a bearing, he followed the direction the arrow
pointed.
The swamp was disgusting, and everything below his thighs became
covered in mud and grass as he struggled to continue, foot by foot. If
Wakeeda refused to undo the curse and cage after this, she was going to
regret it. He wasn't as mad as he wanted to be, though: he knew it was
the witch doctor who was guiding him via the compass.
After an uncountable number of minutes, the sight of Wakeeda's huge
shack finally hoved into view through the mist. The view filled the
prince with renewed vigour and he suddenly found pushing through the mud
a lot easier. He fell against the door and wrenched it open, anger
filling him.
"Ah, you made it back." The witch doctor observed.
"THAT'S ALL YOU HAVE TO SAY?! You...! You..." The prince was furious, and he nearly reached for his thunder sword.
"For a man with a dirty words curse on him, I'd think you'd have
more to say." Wakeeda chuckled. "Calm down; I've had my fun now. Lay on
the table again and I'll take the curse and cage off. I'll even clean
the muck off."
"Just what is your problem with royalty anyway?" Adol asked her.
"What gave you the idea I hate royalty? I already told you I don't." She raised an eyebrow.
Adol pointed towards Lapvale City "The folk in the city told me you've done that to a King!"
"Everyone I pull that trick on is either unfaithful or prideful in
some way." Wakeeda told him seriously. "The spirits and I couldn't care
less about his status as King. We saw nothing but an adulterer who needs
to be taught a lesson. Now lay on the table and I'll do what you came
here for."
Adol just wanted to leave, so he tightened his throat to stop
himself from arguing further and laid on the table. With a wave of her
hand, Wakeeda wiped all of the mud and dirt from him. Another wave and
the cock cage was gone. Then she grabbed his throat.
"Breathe through your nose. This is going to burn like fire." she
advised him, closing her eyes. He started breathing through his nose and
she began to repeat a chant "Adole bitque in maledictae verba." slowly;
carefully. Adol felt heat slowly rising in his throat with each repeat
of the words, then suddenly, at Wakeeda's word "Nunc.", his throat was
alight. He tried to scream but his voice was silent, his eyes shut
tightly as he willed himself to push through the fire and the agony. He
didn't know how much more he could take.
Wakeeda's hand lifted from his neck, but his throat was still
burning. He heard her rushing to the potion shelves. He quickly heard
her returning and sat up in expectation. Instead of pouring the drink
into his mouth though, she poured it onto his throat. Instantly, the
fire and the pain were gone.
"Did it work?" The prince asked, in a slightly lower tone than his voice carried.
"I don't know, I've never done that before. Ow..." Wakeeda
admitted, now pouring the potion onto her blistered right hand. "Try it.
Say something nice to me."
"Um... You're a very beautiful woman?" As he finished the sentence
he'd started, the prince's eyes lit up. "Your divine face is something
the gods themselves are proud of?" Another one. Could it really be?
"Your body is no less than a temple dedicated to their expert
craftwork!" It worked! It was gone! At long last, he was rid of the
curse! "You have so many of my thanks! I could kiss you!"
"Please don't." But Wakeeda couldn't stop herself smiling. "I'm
damn glad that worked-I was worried I'd melt my hand if I did it a
second time."
"Don't your spirits or whatever protect you from that?" Adol asked, curious.
"I wasn't channeling the spirits to do that. I was channeling the
same kind of arcane magic wizards and mages use. That's why I came so
close to messing it up. Woah, wait a second." Wakeeda told him as he
began to sit up. She clambered onto the table. "I need to do a short
test. Just stay still."
Wakeeda placed a foot either side of the prince's head began to
finger herself rapidly. From his point of view, he had a perfect eyeshot
of her fingers pushing into her wetness, the middle and forefingers
stretching her lips apart. He found himself wishing she would place that
sweet opening on his mouth. He could lick her to countless orgasms,
just like the one she had while he ate her rear...
"Well, well. Congratulations. You pass the test." Wakeeda stopped fingering herself. She wore a wider smile now.
The prince was confused. "What? What test?"
"Instead of jumping to thoughts about your pleasure, you thought
about mine first." The witch doctor seemed happy with this result as she
got off the table. She began checking off her fingers "So; curse
undone, chastity cage lifted, and life lesson taught. Yep, we're done.
You can go now, Adol."
Something stirred in the prince. This witch doctor had just removed
this curse and taught him a valuable lesson. And she was okay with
getting no reward for that?
"Wakeeda?" Adol asked tentatively. His inner voice was chanting "Don't mess it up."
"Hm?"
"I know you told me not to kiss you, but..." he took a deep breath and steadied himself "What about on your... other lips?"
The witch doctor wheeled around quite quickly. Her eyes displayed shock as they met his. "You're serious?" she asked.
"Well... yes." the prince answered "The only other thing I can
offer for your help is coin from my land, and I doubt you have much use
for that."
Wakeeda smiled understandingly. "You're not obligated to give me a reward, y'know."
"Then thank of it as a think you. No, wait..." Adol sighed as he realized his verbal screw up.
"So even without the curse you mix words up?" Wakeeda told him,
smiling in amusement. "Very well. But you don't touch your cock. Let's
see how your restraint holds up on it's own."
Even now, she was trying to help him control himself. He nodded in
answer and she lay down on the table, legs spread apart. Her glistening
pussy looked so tempting.
Adol got in front of her on all fours and bent his head low.
Figuring that he wouldn't be able to get comfortable, he shifted his
legs to the side and lay on his waist. He bent towards Wakeeda's nethers
and kissed her lips with his own. She was already leaking in
anticipation, or perhaps from his earlier treatment of her rear.
His tongue spread over the area and he found that the water from
Wakeeda's well tasted amazing. It was sweet, yet piquant enough to make
his tongue tingle slightly. He gave her nethers a longer lick and she
shuddered in pleasure. He began to construct a rhythm of long licks
across the length of her groove.
Adol found himself easing up as he licked Wakeeda. Her contented
sighs each time his tongue washed over her opening. The sweet taste of
her juice. The scent of her opening. It was all so intoxicating. Adol
began to lick her faster, his tongue reaching every inch of her outer
nethers. He pushed his tongue into her wetness and she let out a soft
moan.
Without a warning, the witch doctor grabbed a handful of the
prince's hair and pulled his mouth into her slit. In answer, he licked
her opening deeper, pushing his tongue inside as far as it would go. His
cock stretched painfully, aching, but he disregarded it. Restraint.
This wasn't about him.
Adol's tongue darted across the witch doctor's well, exploring
every inch it could. He made sure to push his tongue inside her every
few seconds, though. Meanwhile, the prince's fingers acted on their own:
spreading her lips apart to allow his tongue further access into her
nethers.
He brushed against her bead and she jerked slightly. He smiled to
himself: so that was her sweet spot. He moved slightly upwards and his
tongue washed over her bead again. He began to slowly massage the witch
doctor's bead with his tongue, delighting in her frequent jerks, for
they-along with her soft moans-told her how well he was doing. Almost
without thinking, his index and forefingers worked their way inside her
honey pot and began to push in and out in the same rhythm with which the
prince licked her bean.
Wakeeda bit her lip and was squeezing her tit with the hand not
gripping the prince's hair. Her toes were curled and her legs were too
weak to stay upright-she'd placed her feet on the table. Adol fingered
her faster, drawing back his tongue and sucking on her bead. The sounds
of Adol's fingers thrusting into her wetness was all that was heard
throughout the room.
Until Wakeeda's restraint snapped. "Ah-AH! AAH! CU-MMING!"
The prince pressed his mouth to Wakeeda's entrance as she squirted.
Her sweet juices splashed all over his mouth's insides, filling both
his taste and smell senses with the aroma. After the first, she let
loose another torrent of squirt into his mouth and flopped onto the
table.
She let out a sigh of satisfaction as he swallowed her sweet squirt. "Thanks, Prince Adol. I needed that."
"I thought you didn't like royal titles." The prince enquired.
"That only applies to people who I don't respect." she smiled back
at him and his heart felt a little lighter. "Can you get me a stamina
potion? They're light green and have Stmn written on them."
He grabbed one of the bottles holding light green liquid from the
shelves and handed it to her. She popped the top and drank it in one
fell swoop. She let out a long sigh as her breath returned to her.
"As much as I'd like you to do that again, haven't you got a princess to find?" Wakeeda teased.
The prince started again. Adol had almost forgotten Ilyse in the
midst of the humiliation. "Oh crap! Thanks for reminding me." He hastily
pulled his armour back on and grabbed his thunder sword. It felt
different somehow-like it was more powerful.
Wakeeda noticed his look of confusion. "Oh, I added an enchantment
while you were finding your way back. The more pain you're in during a
fight, the more powerful the blade becomes. It won't make much
difference against regular enemies, but it might be enough to tip the
balance against stronger foes."
"Oh. Thank you." Adol smiled at her, sheathing the sword and walking to the door.
"You already did." she answered as he opened the door. "Just make
sure you're more polite to women from now. If you come back here with
another curse on you, you *really* won't like what I'll do to you." She
told him, standing up and moving back to the counter.
"I'll take it under advisement." Adol joked, stepping through the
door and closing it. Despite the lesson he'd been taught that day, he
couldn't stop himself taking one last look at her rump before the door
shut.
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