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The Criamon's Trust
by Slave to Magick (magiker@gmail.com)

***

Magi of House Criamon is marked by a myriad of 
intricate imprints, these symbols link directly to 
their Avatar, the source of their magick. A submissive 
mage of House Criamon decide to trust her Dom, another 
mage of the Order of Hermes enough to let him whip 
her, knowing her Sir will never harm the delicate 
marks that cover her body and she quite literary put 
her soul in his hands. This story is a fan fiction set 
in White Wolf's Mage the Ascension setting. (MF, oral, 
anal, bd, fant, sci-fi, rom)

***

Author Note: This story is a fan-fiction set in White 
Wolf's World of Darkness setting. I have written this 
fan-fiction just for my own enjoyment and do not wish 
to step on any copyright toes. All honor to White Wolf 
who own the World of Darkness.)

***

Arelia Rekaro Hermes bani Criamon sat bound to a 
chair, she was held with thin lengths of rope and she 
was tied up in a way so that her bare back faced 
outwards and her hands was fastened around the chair's 
back, the young woman was naked with her long, dark 
hair pulled over one shoulder to expose her slender 
backside completely and put its many arcane imprints 
on display for the man who stood behind her. Jake let 
the fingers on his right hand trace the outlines of 
one of the symbols that marked his lover's body, the 
mark was unfamiliar to him but it looked like an 
upside down F with a spiral protrusion on the lower 
part. 

Arelia jumped when she felt her Dom's fingers touch 
the imprint, the mark that looked like a scarification 
or perhaps a brand and felt like a slightly raised 
line, somewhat paler than the young mage's already 
light skin. Jake did not know much about the marks 
that his lover had all over her body, none knew much 
about them save the Criamon themselves, but he knew 
they were linked to her Avatar, in a way these marks 
where representations of Arelia's soul made visible on 
her very flesh and she had one for every magickal 
insight she had ever gotten, and each level of Spheres 
she had ever learned.

"We do not need to do this my love." Jake whispered as 
he lifted his hand to caress his lover's dark hair, he 
had met the young Criamon at a Tribunal nearly six 
years ago the two of them had immediately fallen for 
one another. Arelia had seemed almost surprised that 
someone would be interested in her, many found her 
House's imprints strange or even ugly, but to Jake, 
himself an Hermetic mage of House Verditius, the 
magickal symbols was as beautiful as the rest of the 
lovely young mystic. Soon Jake and Arelia was a couple 
and the first night they spent together it became 
clear that in addition to many other interests, the 
mages also shared a fascination for kink. Arelia 
enjoyed being tied down and dominated, and Jake liked 
to be in control and free to humiliate or even hurt 
his pretty Criamon lover. 

Over the years the two mages had gotten rather 
creative with their pleasures, but one thing they had 
never been able to share, whipping. Jake had always 
enjoyed spanking and flogging, he found the feel of 
the punishment tool in his hand and the joy of brining 
it down in a swoosh on a lover's helpless flesh 
exhilarating, the look of fear in a sub's eyes before 
the whip hit, and the soft yelp as leather impacted 
their skin, the knowledge that his lover suffered for 
his pleasure, all that was things that made Jake as 
hard as the steel he made his talismans from down 
there. This pleasure however he had never been able to 
have with Arelia, her Criamon imprints where directly 
linked to her Avatar, as if the piece of Awakened 
Ephemera that gave Arelia access to the Quintessence 
pool and through that her magickal abilities had been 
bound into her very skin, damage to the imprints could 
wound her Avatar or even destroy it in extreme cases, 
the worst fate possible for a mage.

"I am ready Sir. I trust you." Arelia panted, she 
sounded both afraid and turned on. Jake was skilled 
with a whip, very skilled and he knew how to use a 
riding crop in a way that would not break skin, would 
not damage his lover's imprints, but it had taken them 
both a long time to get to the point where they wanted 
to try it. 

For Jake he did not want to attempt to whip his 
beloved before he knew he could do so in a way that 
did not damage her, and for Arelia, she needed to be 
able to trust her Dom, not only with her life, but 
with her Avatar, the part of her soul that granted her 
rebirth and was the source of her magick. Finally last 
night the two mages decided that they were ready to 
try out this long awaited fantasy of theirs, and with 
Arelia's whispered reassurance Jake bent down to give 
his lover a deep, passionate kiss, before he went to 
fetch the whip.

Jake was nearly as nervous as Arelia when he a few 
moments later stood behind her, a leather riding crop 
in his right hand, last night after the two of them 
had decided to do this he had gone over the crop 
looking for any sharp edge, any point or loose 
stitching that could tear skin and he had found none. 
Arelia trusted Jake with the most precious thing she 
had, and the importance of that gift was not lost on 
the young Verditius, he would not reward his sub's 
trust by being sloppy, she put her Avatar in his hands 
and he would make sure that she was safe.

"I will not hit harder than you can handle my love, 
and if you panic or want to stop, just remember your 
safe word."

Jake advised and the young Criamon nodded. Normally 
when the two of them played they did not use safe 
words, part of the fun for them was that the session 
stopped when Jake wanted it to and not before, more 
than once he had gone further than Arelia could handle 
and reduced her to a weeping mess, but still she 
always came back for more, the young Criamon might not 
like it right when it was happening, but the idea of 
being helpless and not having a way out turned Arelia 
on almost as much as having her in his power like that 
did Jake, this situation was a bit different though, 
Arelia did not just risk getting more than she 
bargained or and having to take more pain than she 
could endure, no she risked her Avatar if this went 
wrong.

So today the two mages played every safety precaution 
in the book, including a safe word, as kinky as Arelia 
was she would not have agreed to being whipped if she 
had not been afforded that safety mechanism, the most 
important duty of a mage was to protect the Awakened 
Avatar that they had been gifted with and Arelia would 
never compromise the health and wellbeing of hers for 
anything, least of all a roll in the hey. Jake did a 
few test swings of the whip and the young Criamon 
shivered, then he pulled the whip back and let it 
swoosh down to land against his lover's white skinned 
back.

As soon as the first whip stroke fell Arelia screamed 
like a banshee. Jake looked at his lover with fear in 
her eyes, he was terrified that he had hurt her and he 
reached out a strong hand to touch the red welt that 
crossed two of Arelia's strange imprints.

"Are you hurt my love? Did I...I mean..."

Jake could not bring himself to even ask if he had 
damaged the woman he loved, damaged her spiritually! 
Arelia however only shook her head.

"No Sir I am fine, I just got scared, forgive me."

Jake breathed a sigh of relief then he plated a kiss 
on Arelia's shoulder before he said, "Good, and do not 
worry there is nothing to forgive, I understand that 
you are scared, I would be to. Are you able to 
continue? I do not want to push you too far on this. 
If you want to stop, we will stop."

The young Criamon smiled slightly. "I want this Sir, I 
can handle it. I am afraid but I trust you, I know you 
would never truly harm me."

Jake smiles, he could feel himself getting hard over 
the display of trust the bound woman in the chair 
showed him, slowly he stood and moved behind Arelia 
again. Once more Jake raised the whip and let it 
swoosh down to make a stripe over his lover's back, 
and yet again the young Criamon screamed, but this 
time the Veditius did not let the scream stop him, 
instead he gave his lover another swat of the whip, 
and another, enjoying the fear and pain in Arelia's 
moans and shrieks, the bound girl was suffering for 
him, just for him and as he left more and more welts 
across the Criamon's back he could feel his cock 
becoming harder and harder until it felt like it was 
going to burst under his robes.

Jake did not hit Arelia very hard, first of all he did 
not want to risk breaking her skin, the imprints would 
not be damaged by mere bruising, only what would 
disfigure the mark permanently and scar it would harm 
them, but when something as precious as a mage's 
Awakened Avatar hung in the balance it was best to not 
take any chances. Secondly there was no need to hit 
the young Criamon very hard, the imprints was 
sensitive and the fear Arelia suffered was more than 
enough to make her yelp even from this relatively mild 
whipping. 

As the Verditius magus let the twentieth lash land 
across Arelia's back a thought hit Jake that in effect 
he was not only whipping his lover, he was whipping 
her Avatar itself, the young artificer was a bit 
embarrassed at himself that the thought of spanking 
his lover's source of magick made his dick begin to 
weep sperm and he could not suppress a low moan even 
with his shame. Arelia's back was now red and full of 
welts and Jake knew he did not dare to continue with 
the whipping for much longer as he was terrified of 
harming her, but he wanted give the girl three harder 
licks before he was done, but these strikes his sub 
would have to work for, she would have to earn them.

Jake touched a red gemmed amulet he wore around his 
neck and the ropes around Arelia's wrists and legs 
vanished, freeing her from the kitchen chair she had 
been bound to.

"Kneel by my feet my love!" The Verditus magus ordered 
and with shaky movements the small Criamon woman stood 
and took two steps towards her Dom before she sank 
down onto her knees. Jake took a handful of Arelia's 
hair in his left fist so that he had control over her 
head movements then he looked into the woman's eyes, 
tears brought on by the whipping had made her mascara 
run and black lines now flowed down her face and 
stained the imprints that marked her cheeks as well.

"You have been such a good girl, so good in fact that 
my cock hurt for the pure lust I feel for you and your 
pretty holes." Jake said in a proud voice and he was 
rewarded by a warm smile from his still sobbing sub.

"Or perhaps I should say my holes for until this night 
is done, you are mine my love, my property." The young 
Verditus purred and Arelia nodded and softly moaned at 
the thought of being owned, that reaction from her did 
not exactly make Jake less horny.

"Now girl, your whipping is nearly over, and know you 
have made me so proud in showing me the trust needed 
to let me do this to you, I love what you have already 
endured for me, but I want more Arelia." Jake began, 
as he rubbed his swollen, throbbing cock over one of 
the imprints on his lover's face, knowing that in one 
sense of the word he was touching her Avatar with his 
manhood.

"I am going to give you three more strokes of the whip 
loved one, and they will be worse than the ones you 
have already received, far worse, they will not break 
skin, you know I would never damage your magickal 
abilities like that, but they will bruise you." Jake 
explained and Arelia began to whimper in terror. The 
Verditus magus let go of the rough grip he had on his 
sub's hair so that he could give her comforting pets 
over her long, dark brown hair.

"Shh my love, you trust me right? You know I would 
never damage you? Never harm your soul?"

Jake cooed and the comforting caresses and soft words 
calmed the terrified Criamon enough for her to nod.

"Yes Sir I know you would never harm me."

The Verditus smiled, he continued to caress his 
beloved's hair and face in a comforting manner, after 
all the poor girl must be scared out of her mind right 
now, Jake knew he would be in her stead, he did not 
even know if he had it in him to be able to trust 
another with the safety of his Avatar.

"Good Arelia...now this is how we are going to do it. 
You will have to really trust me for this, you have to 
give me more trust than you have ever given anyone 
else but your own Mentor. I want you to start sucking 
my cock and I will give you those three whip strokes 
when I am about ready to come. If you decide that this 
is too much for you to handle, just stop sucking, I 
will not be angry or disappointed, I will be very 
pleased however if you are able to take those kisses 
of the whip, but I will not force you. Do you 
understand my love?"

Jake asked and looked into Arelia's eyes, he had to be 
sure she understood his instructions, the young 
Criamon nodded and Jake took a good grip on the whip 
in one hand and his lover's hair in the other then he 
ordered.

"The start sucking my little slut, I want to see you 
with my cock far down your throat as I whip you!"

Arelia hesitated for only a few seconds before she 
opened her mouth and closed her lips around Jake's 
dick, her tongue began to work at massaging the 
Verdititus stiff member. Jake moaned in pleasure as he 
started to gently but firmly fuck Arelia's face. With 
every slight thrust he went deeper and deeper until he 
was buried to the hilt in his lover's throat every 
time he plowed into her face. Arelia gagged and 
grunted each time Jake went deep down her gullet, but 
she did not stop sucking and her eagerness soon 
brought the artificer to the edge with pleasure. Right 
before he was at the point of no return Jake lifted 
his crop and delivered the first of the hard three 
strikes across his sub's back, Arelia screamed around 
his dick and there was terror in her brown eyes but 
she did not pull away. 

Jake gave Arelia a few moments to recover then he 
swung the riding crop again and delivered the second 
strike, the Criamon screamed anew, her fear amplifying 
the pain of the whipping, and yet she stayed with her 
lips wrapped around Jake's cock, trusting that even if 
he now could easily destroy her magick and a part of 
her very soul, he would not harm her, he had total 
power over her, but he would keep her safe. 

Jake looked deeply into the young Criamon's eyes, 
enjoying the fact that he controlled her fully, and 
enjoying even more the trust the other mage showed 
him. Jake intensified his movements, plowing in and 
out of his lover's mouth with great passion and when 
he began to feel his orgasm rise he gave Arelia the 
hardest lash yet, the crop making a loud smack sound 
as it hit the other mage's tender skin. 

Arelia howled in pain as the leather crop bruised her 
skin and her imprints and Jake drove his throbbing 
cock to the hilt in her throat and held it there as he 
began to come, the young woman's muffled screams only 
adding more massage to his sensitive manhood, deep 
guttural sounds came from Jake's lips as he sprayed 
his beloved's throat full of thick, white sperm. 
Arelia grunted and gagged but Jake held her head like 
in a vice, emptying himself completely in his lover's 
throat before he finally pulled out of her. 

Arelia was weeping uncontrollably now, she was afraid 
and in pain though while the whipping had not been 
that bad, the fear and stress of it made her collapse 
in a heap on the floor. Jake picked his lover up and 
carried her to the big, soft bed placed in the far end 
of the room, where he laid her down and then held her 
lovingly in his strong arms while he whispered in her 
ear over and over again about how much he loved her, 
and how much he appreciated her trust and enjoyed her 
body. slowly the sweet words stopped Arelia's sobbing 
and she settled down in her Dom's arms.

Once Arelia had calmed down some Jake rolled her 
gently over onto her belly to inspect his work, partly 
to admire the welts and bruises and partly to make 
sure that his lover was truly all right. Arelia's back 
had turned a nice shade of red and here and there was 
small welts that crisscrossed her imprints, in three 
placed bruises was beginning to from, one of them 
stretching across two of her marks, there was no cuts 
however, Jake knew there would not be, he would not 
have taken the risk of whipping Arelia if he thought 
there was any chance that he would actually harm her 
imprints, but he was still relieved to not find any 
damage. Jake let one hand caress a bruised imprint and 
Arelia whimpered.

"Dos it hurt... more than a bruise normally would I 
mean?" Jake asked in a tender tone of voice and Arelia 
nodded, tears in her big brown eyes, the Verditius 
magus suddenly got worried, any damage to the Avatar 
was horribly painful for the mage host and while he 
might be a sadist he did not want to see his beloved 
in that kind of agony.

"It is not like a branding or anything is it?" Jake 
asked in a nervous tone of voice. In the Traditions, 
the group of mages that the Order of Hermes was a part 
of one of the punishments possible under the judicial 
code was to brand a mage's Avatar, a painful practice 
that announced a mystic criminal's shame to anyone who 
looked at him or her with Spirit magick. Arelia shook 
her head again and offered a reassuring smile.

"No Sir, it is not like that, the pain is just deeper 
in a way, as if it went beyond physical flesh, but it 
is not as bad as that."

Jake smiles and let his hand wander his lover's soft 
flesh again, not for the first time he wondered if 
Arelia's imprints felt like branding when they were 
made, the concept of them was sort of similar after 
all, though instead of magick marking the Avatar it 
was the Soul Shard marking the mage's body. Jake 
doubted that getting those imprints hurt as badly as 
branding though as all Criamon he had ever met had 
shown a great deal of joy and pride over each and 
every mark they had and they were looking forward to 
getting more of them, surly they would not be so 
enthusiastic if getting those imprints hurt as badly 
as spiritual branding?

"Good, so you are okay then my love?" Jake asked as he 
continued to caress his sub's bruised back, enjoying 
the feel of her welts under his sensitive fingers.

"Yes Sir, I am fine. Thank you Sir that was quite 
intense." The young Criamon said and offered a faint 
smile, Jake felt himself getting hard again when he 
realized that despite how emotionally hard the 
whipping must have been for Arelia, his sub had liked 
it, he had whipped her so her Avatar had felt it, and 
she had still liked it!

"Yes it certainly was intense my love." The Verditus 
said as he climbed on top of his beloved and without 
any further words drove his cock to the hilt in her 
dripping wet pussy, Arelia's trust and submission was 
making him so horny, and now he just wanted to enjoy 
her body, his property or the night.

Jake began to fuck Arelia with hard, demanding 
thrusts, right now he did not care if his sub enjoyed 
it, he just wanted to use her warm hole for his 
pleasure and that was exactly the way Arelia also 
preferred their lovemaking to be so she got wetter and 
wetter as her Dom fucked her. The sex was hard, brutal 
and on Jake's terms and both mages enjoyed that 
immensely. The Criamon's womanly hole was tight and 
warm and Jake took pleasure in its velvety feel as he 
slid in and out of her. Arelia made sweet little 
sounds of enjoyment as her Dom fucked her. 

Soon Jake felt his cock begin to throb again and he 
was tempted to just empty himself in his beloved's 
warm pussy, but instead he decided to have some more 
fun with her before he was done. Jake pulled out of 
Arelia and she made a disappointed sound as his thick 
shaft left her cunt, but that sound soon turned to a 
shriek of pain as the Verditius merely positioned 
himself and then drove his large manhood right up the 
other mage's anus without any lube or preparation.

"Awwuuuggg...owww!"

Arelia grunted but Jake did not care, he simply took a 
good hold of his sub's hips and began to plow her anus 
with long, hard movements, making sure he pulled his 
dick almost completely out of Arelia and then pushed 
it back in to the hilt with each brutal thrust. The 
young Criamon bit into the pillow under her to prevent 
herself from howling in pain and Jake grinned as he 
plowed her, the young Verditius grunted from pleasure, 
he was so turned on, Arelia had taken a beating for 
him, trusted him with the safety of her Avatar and now 
she provided a warm and willing hole for him to use 
and abuse. 

Jake increased his speed as he fucked his lover with 
great enthusiasm, he wanted her to be in pain, wanted 
to hear her whimpers and he got plenty of them, 
unfortunately Jake was not able to hold out for very 
long, Arelia's asshole was just too tight and 
delicious and soon he screamed in intense pleasure and 
buried himself in Arelia's ass as he sprayed her full 
of sperm for the second time that day.

Jake collapsed on top of his beloved sub too exhausted 
to move for a few seconds, then he rolled them both 
over on the side so he could lay there and hold her in 
his arms, still with his now soft dick inside of her 
anus.

"That was amazing my love." Jake said in a shaky voice 
and Arelia answered by snuggling up closer to him.

"Yes that was really great Sir, you are right it was 
amazing." The female mystic replied as she leaned her 
dark head against her lover's chest then she purred. 
"I love you Sir."

Jake kissed the young Criamon's neck, he felt so 
content and happy right now, and so much in love with 
this fantastic, smart and talented woman who would 
trust him with everything that made her who she was.

"And I love you Arelia, there is nothing in the 
Tellurian that can compare to my love for you."

For a long time the two mages lay there, just enjoying 
one another's bodies. Jake stretched one arm around 
his lover so that he could reach up between her legs 
and begin to rub her little love button, after that 
whipping session and the brutal fucking Arelia 
deserved a bit of pleasure. Soon the Criamon was 
moaning softly, she shook slightly and then she came 
violently, her spasms massaging her lover's dick still 
lodged in her ass so he came again as well and for the 
third time that evening Arelia was filled up with her 
lover's sperm. 

The two mage's moans echoed in their small bed chamber 
until both of them, exhausted by what they had just 
shared fell into peaceful sleep, Jake still holding 
and impaling his beloved Arelia, the woman who trusted 
him so much that she would put the wellbeing of her 
very soul in his hands. Sweet dreams engulfed the two 
will-workers, sweet dreams of one another and what 
they could do to explore one another's bodies even 
further in the future, sweet dreams that left smiles 
on both of their faces as they slept.

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