Shocker wrote an excellent story that I enjoyed reading. Only thing I didn’t like was the thought that the one girl who I would have found more appealing was viewed as one of the girls of lesser value. So with his permission I wrote a story to use that character in my Eternal Secret Universe as best as I could.
Shockers Story https://theblackvan.com/d/2279-geese-night
If you have enough money, you can buy anything. Weapons, and People and property are all battered in the darker corners of the poorer nations. I do have these connections, as I do have considerable wealth and I have plenty of my own secrets to hide.
I am in Panama right, particularly in places known for Human trafficking. Humans from all corners of the globe are here…. Some were here to do the shopping while others were here to be sold. Most would be destined for the sex trade, if they had not been already. Perhaps some were tourists that wandered a little too far off their resort, or others that had been brought in from across the seas. It hardly mattered. Everyone that ended up here, was people that were meant to disappear. People Sold for their Debts, others abducted from the other nations and brought in by sea to be sold. For the most part, No one would hear from these people again.
In truth I was here to shop and I would enjoy what I bought. Yet I was looking for more than a nice set of breasts. While those were definitely nice I was looking for girls with something a bit more… A Gift of Magic. Of course none here would be aware of it, or I doubt they would be here. There was other places ran by the Magus that bought and sold breeding rights to the rich and powerful houses of magic, in order to strengthen their familes, and ensure those who could not control their magic still had a use to serve.
No, my role was to Seek. Sniff out those that had magic and did not realize it. Occasionally I was the one doing the kidnapping. Yet you never knew who could have Magic. Yes it was passed down through the bloodlines, but occasionally raw and powerful gifts were found outside of the traditional families. Perhaps their gift had laid dormant for generations and that it was forgotten, or perhaps children were exposed to some magical event as a young child, or even still not yet born. Yet all the Magus were all bound by their Eternal Secret, keeping this knowwledge, these events hidden from the general population.
True it was rare to find someone randomly with a gift of magic, but it never hurts to check, as I would be passing through anyway.
This market was designed to vanish. All of the merchandise was out of the back of large trucks, to be able to pack up and leave the moment the authorities were even mentioned, granted the gangs that did these had about as much power as the government. Moving people, kidnapping, making people disappear. As much as I found this practice distasteful, in my role I could not help to be connected.
Seeing the blank looks, the despair, here generally reminds me that I am definitely a hypocrite. I would condem them for their actions, yet here I was shopping. I had to grab some of them by the back of their heads, so most did not make eye contact. Some would tremble at my touch, others would flinch. A smile would cross my face as someone still managed to stare back definitely, not completely broken. The more I walked the more I felt like there was something here.
I would definitely be lucky today. I would find three girls, all with the gift. Each girl was from a different county. There was Rebecca, a Canadian girl, rather pleasant look, tanned white skin, nothing huge. I’m guessing she was a tourist. Her gaze was permanently looking at her feet, I had to grab the back of her head to force eye contact, to be able to tell but she had the gift.
The Second was KJ, a Korean girl. I would be curious to see just how she ended up down here. She had long black hair, as I approached she tried to back away, though her chains stopped her.
The last girl, her darker skin, small chest, yet she was the only one to meet my gaze initially: Aisha. There was a fire still in her, unlike the other two. Yet I grinned, these girl will probably have assumed they have seen the worst this world could offer. I knew it was not uncommon for girls caught in the sex trade to commit suicided, or to be killed when they were no longer profitable.
There was definitely some haggling, yet I know the merchants were happy with their deals. After hearing it, a couple others tried to sell a few more to me, but I was not interested. A quick call and I had transport arranged for them. From the market to the pier and to my boat. A large retrofitted luxury cruise liner. This is where I operated from most of my time. Being on the Ocean and in International Waters, kept my business to myself and gave me access to many of the markets across the globe. I could almost feel the girls’ hearts sink as they saw it, perhaps assuming they would be used to entertain passengers. Their chains were removed, and they were escorted to the baths. Their worlds were about to expand, and I’m sure they would at least appreciate a comfortable night to themselves. They would be given clothes after I had dealt with them tomorrow.
The three of them were escorted to a large ballroom.
“What do you want with us?” Aisha watched me as I entered, I grinned as it was clear she had not been there as long as the other two. Rebecca was simply looking at the ground, and KJ was gazing between Alisha and myself.
I simply grin, “You’re not going to believe me, I bought you because all three of you had the gift of magic. “ the looked at me like I was on another planet, which only made me laugh. “I’m going to discover the nature of each of your “gifts” and then I am going to see that you are taught how to control those gifts.
I was not sure what language Aisha muttered in response, I don’t think she believed me. Regardless of what they had been through I don’t think they had ever expected those words, but they could hardly expect what happened next. I grew, as I stepped towards her. Rebecca’s simply froze as I changed, and KJ backed off as I headed straight for Aisha. Now bigger yet still and two legs, body now covered in dark red scales, as my hand and fingers were replaced with talons. Aisha backed away from me, as she backed up into a wall. Only uttering a simple word of “shaytan”
She backed into the wall suddenly, she turned to dart to the sides but my claw grabbed her neck and forced her back against the wall. Lifting her body effortly off the ground as my second claw grabbed her around the waist, before releasing her neck and letting her breath as I held her there. Between my legs, my shaft extended. “I like your fire girl, but you’re still mine” I brought her down onto my shaft, her small little body pressed against mine as I pressed close, forcing her down onto my shaft. She couldn’t fight, couldn’t really struggle as I simply held her small body in my grasp as my thick shaft was forced into her small frame, as the scales of my body pressed up against her flesh, pulling her close. Despite her defiance, she couldn’t help but scream. Yet I was not wrong about her having a spark. I could feel Fire Radiating from her, I could smell burning from the wall behind her, yet it couldn’t hurt me, as I pumped into her. Grunting as I continued to force myself into her, her small body was still tight around my shaft. Grinning as I would pause, letting my long forked tongue run across her breasts, before resuming. My groaning would continue, restraining myself, knowing her small little body could break with just a press flick of my hips. Eventually I would pull her right down onto my shaft, groaning as my seed shot into her. Still holding her on my shaft, gazing in her eyes, as that fire damped, then letting her off my shaft, and letting her to the ground.
Still trying to look defiant despite tears, before I backed away from her. I grinned down at her, “Look at the wall behind you.”
Wordlessly, she turned and looked, an ashen silhouette of her back and her hands that were pressed against the wall, as trembling her hand slid into her hand print. “What did you do… to “ not finishing the sentence, as she simply collapsed. Catching her body and laying her down to the ground gently.
“Who is next?” I grin as I turn around.
Rebecca was the first I saw, her eyes split between me, and the unconscious Aisha and then fear as she looked back at me.
“She is still only sleeping. She will recover. She has never felt her magic until now, and right now I have made her empty. Now come here, it is your turn.”
“Yes… sir…” she said meekly, I traced the backside of my claws along her bare flesh, across her breasts. She was trembling as I touched her, not making eye contact, yet my hand went to the back of her head, as I held her there forcing her to look me straight in the eyes. “You are my possessions. Yet I brought you to be a servant, not a slave.” As my claws ran down to her hips, I could still feel her trembling even as I lifted her effortlessly. Yet as I lowered her down to my shaft. Pulled her down onto it, she cried out a bit, yet her legs also wrapped around my waist. Pulling closer, despite knowing it causing her pain. Her eyes, a mix of simple duty, and a fearful desire to please to escape punishment. She whimpered as she moved, my thick shaft was still far more than she was used to, even if I could tell she was used to a lot. Yet like Aisha before her I could feel her magic, I could feel the boat suddenly lurch, as if the sea around the craft was suddenly getting violent. Yet I grinned, as I braced myself, having a thick tail on the ground for balance, as I let her control the speed and the pace as I focused on draining her like I did with the first. Yet my snout moved to her chest, a long tongue flicking across her breasts, even as I was groaning again. Yet feeling her slow down, as the weather and the waves, my clawed hand would grab her backside, she was fading as I helped her pump. “Sorry…. Sir…” she muttered as she completely collapsed shortly before I continued to pump her limp body on my shaft until I finished. Placing her down beside Aisha, I would turn and look at KJ approaching.
Her eyes were focused on my shaft… “Sir… I want what you gave them.” As she walked right up to me, as my claws wrapped around her waist. She was only a slightly large girl than Aisha as I lined her up with my shaft. The scales on my shaft were always hard, allowing me to keep going, as she felt it touch her I could feel her apprehension, but she had seen the results of the other two. Yet I let my touch flick over her breasts, as I pulled her died on my shaft. I grin as I enjoy her voice as she cries out, my tongue still flicking across her breasts.
I would pause for a second, there would be no fire, no wind this time. There would be no explosion of ability as her power as I drew her power. Hers was different and would need some time to explain it to her, I know that she will be disappointed. Yet grinning I still watched her, she was bracing herself as I drove into her, not enjoying it even as I did. I did feel sorry for her a bit, so eager to see the same thing, as was seen by the other two. Yet she was powerful and I knew it, as I was borrowing her power like I did for all the others. Even as I groaned she cried, as her final words as she collapsed like the rest, “Did you lie?”
Now finished with all three girls, I would carry both KJ and Aisha to their bedrooms, as I would leave Rebecca to some of my servants to take her to hers. I did instruct them to send KJ to me as soon as she woke up. I also provide them all with clothing.
“You lied to me…” an angry KJ would show up, as I was sitting in my office, dressed with a simple shirt and shorts that she hastily picked.
“No I did not… Your gift is different. There are thousands of possible gifts of magic. Your gift is far more varied, but it comes with more restrictions… “Catch” I tossed a small rock towards her, she caught it, but almost immediately tossed it away. “Hot…” she rubbed her hands, still looking angry at me. “Look at that Rock… it’s a simple little magic gimmick, it’s got a word written on it.” She knelt down and looked at the rock. “Can you duplicate that symbol exactly?” I motion to a table with various writing supplies… “Copy that symbol exactly.”
She would stare at the Symbol for a bit, before getting up, and writing and drawing it. She would scrap her work a couple times, but would finally return to me with a copy of the symbol. “Now look at that symbol and touch it.”
She would do it once… and nothing happened.
“Slower.” sighing and taking a breath to do it again, yet she would then jump. As that paper went up in a sudden flame… “I felt something…” She said look with a bit of disbelief but looking at the ash. “That symbol is what we call Rune. A fragment of an ancient but powerful language. The stone has a fragment of the word for fire on it. You can write the words, and then charge them and then use them. It takes far more time. Yet Aisha you saw Aisha can summon Fire, and Rebecca can summon wind. They are both powerful, but Aisha can only use Fire and Rebecca can only use Wind. We saw my scales, they were Red. I can only use fire and I am only protected against Fire. If you learned the Rune for Ice, Wind, Lighting, Invisibility you can use them.”
“And then, when you learn the right words, you can write them on other Objects. And you can give them to others and they can use that magic as long as they have Magic to use it.”
She would pause as she listens… “Talismans…” she would mumble to herself.
“I know a bit of that… I would guess they are very similar magic. It’s all magic empowered by Words.”
“Thankyou.” she would happily bow.
“Keep that Rune, now go… I will have something to show all three of you. I am sure the other two are picking some more clothing so go and join them.”
She would leave, with a bit more of a skip than she arrived.
In about a couple hours from there I would meet all three of them. KJ greeted me, and Rebecca and Aisha stared at me warily.
“As I said, you all have Magic. Rebecca, you have the Elemental Gift of Wind, Aisha you have the Elmental Gift of Fire, a gift that is similar to mine. And as I have shown KJ her gift of magic. You will all need to be trained on how to use your gifts now that I have awakened them.”
“What do you stand to gain? Why did you buy us? Why are you helping us?” Aisha interrupted as she asked.
“Simple, Magic.” I grinned. “As a human, magic fills you like a cup of water, once you are full it simply continues flowing. Yet as you saw I am not Human, well not fully. I am also a Dragon, or more precisely a half dragon. While not a full Dragon, I can still store a massive almost endless amount of magic. I have written my name on you, I have bound you to myself. If I need Magic, or simply want it I can take it like I did already. And ontop of that any magic that you absorb but can’t hold flows to me as well. Yet in return, parts of what it is to be a Dragon flows back to you. In time, you will be healthier, and live longer.”
“And, because I own all three of you. I’m going to enjoy fucking you when ever I want.” I chuckle.
Aisha who had been watching me. Scowled again, as she turned away.
“Yet now there’s the more important part. You all have Magic, so you are all now bound by what is called the Etenrnal Secret. Magic is kept a secret. You never knew that anyone had magic, that there was things like myself living among you that had magic. And while you know, you cannot tell anyone, you can’t show your magic to anyone who is not sworn to this secret. All of my servants are sworn, and if they break the secret they will forfeit their lives. Yet all three of you will NOT be so lucky.”
“Follow me…” as we headed down to the base of the ship. “Hunter, I am showing them the possible threats of breaking the Secret.” I spoke to the man guarding the door. “Look at this… and know your Fate if you break the secret. Magic is passed down through family, your children while all have the potential inside them, and their children. There are many ancient families that also want to ensure their lines continue with magic.” Through the door, there were several beds, each with a person on it. Each with a life support system hooked up. “These women will never wake up. Some of them could not control their gifts, others refused to keep the secret.”
The man at the Door is a Hunter. He and his organization hunt those who violate the secret.”
“ I only know the story of one of these. The one in the top left corner, she was one born to one of the Younger Houses in America. She had the gift of Earth and Poison. Every time she got angry, people around her would get sick. She unintentionally slowly killed off most of her classmates. She surrendered to the Hunter willingly as two of whom she killed were her friends.“
“I do not own these people, I am simply helping deliver them to where they are wanted for use. They will be bred, until they can breed any more and only then will they be left to die.” The girls were all in utter horror, knowing what they already survived, and what awaits them.”
Leaving the room, “I will see that you are trained to use and control your powers. I can also drain you almost instantly if I sense that you are losing control of your powers.”
“Yet learn your gift, master your gift. And you will be marked as a Magus belonging to a Dragon clan. If I have bothered to claim you as mine, and seen the worth to train you, then I will not think twice about tearing to shreds and burning anyone who might challenge that claim I have on all of you. In time you will have the freedom to leave and travel as you wish. Now you are free, you obviously can’t leave the boat as we are now at sea. I will summon each of you.”
The first of the girls I would summon would be Rebecca. She was dressed now, wearing a nice tight pair of jeans, and a low cut white blouse. I grinned, her jeans did amplify her nice backside. Her long brown hair flowed down her back. I was almost regretfully about what I was about to tell her.
“Welcome Rebecca” I stood up as she entered, grinning as I circled around her… “I am going to give you to another Dragon.”
She cringed as if I had smacked her with those words, “Do I displease you?” I could feel a breeze in the room, the papers on my desk rustled, some fell of the table,
“Absolutely not” I grinned as I rubbed a hand on her backside. “I made you a promise. I promised that I would see you trained. My Element is Fire. Yours is Wind. The Dragon I am giving you to, shares your Element. He is a full Dragon, if not a tad younger. If you wish, when you are done with your training and you become a Magus, I will not object if you return to me.” The breeze died down as I said that, as my hand also grabbed that backside giving it a squeeze. “Now tell me how a fellow Canadian ends up where I found you.”
She looked down at the ground at question. It was clear the question did make her uncomfortable. “Me and a couple of friends decided to travel after we graduated high school. We decided on Mexico, because it was on the same continent, so we could drive, and well you only needed to be 18 to drink down there. At our first tavern, a couple of nice men offered us drinks… and when we woke up were locked up in a basement. They hurt us, raped us. My friend refused to behave, and they forced her to take a drug. I watched as she very quickly became addicted, doing whatever they wanted for her next fix… until she did not wake up… Yet I didn’t want to be hurt. After she died, I was moved to a different basement, with more men. …. That continued, I did everything they asked.. Until they got bored of me, and then another basement… Until I found myself in that market.”
“Well understand, you are indeed valuable. And you will also be powerful. When you are trained, no one like that will be able to do that to you again.” and gently pushing her back against the wall. “And until then, you are still valuable” One hand moves to her chest, as it strokes across her breasts cupping it, as my other hand opens up her jeans, the buckle then the zipper, as fingers slide underneath her panties, stroking along her sex. I grin as she covers up her mouth, as she gasps with pleasure. My other hand pushed up her shirt stroking her breasts.
She looked at me with uncertainty: expecting to get orders, commands. Without receiving anything, she slowly worked down her pants and then panties and then took off her shirt. I cupped her breasts and rubbed them. I could see a level of confusion on her face, as she got wet. Moaning again as I grinned as my hands left her, Unzipping my pants and pulling out my shaft as my hands returned to her hips. As I lifted her, her hips wrapped around my waist, pulling me into her. My arms held her as I drove into her. I groaned as I took her, as she tried to muffle her own pleasure. I would pause as she did orgasm, grinning as I watched her try to muffle it, she looked at me with fear as I only kissed her to her surprise as I continued to drive into her. My own pleasure is not far behind hers. Groaning as I drove into her, my seed shooting out.
I grin at her, “I’m going to regret giving you up. You are earning your training and your keep by the fact that Dragons need magic, and will take all they can get. Just know we get more magic when given willingly, than taken forcefully. I don’t know many Dragons that don’t take pride in giving pleasure to their possessions that they keep. I don’t speak for every Dragon but if we do have other tastes we typically have enough money to satisfy those tastes without hurting a precious resource.” She was still a possession and probably would still remain one.
Rebecca left, and a couple hours later I had KJ brought in. The l girl was wearing something around her neck that she was fiddling with. On top of a blouse and an a plaid skirt.
“What is that?” I mentioned her necklace.. “A protection talisman… something I remember seeing in the past.”
I grinned, this one learned fast. ”How do you know it works?”
She looked down… “I don’t… I need to test it…. I want you to not be gentle.” Obviously she heard that I was gentle from Rebecca, but to have this girl asking me to take her as a Dragon again, was hardly something I was going to refuse.
“Well first… tell me, how did you come to be in Mexico.”
She looked down, I don’t think the charm would protector from this question. “I was a good student, top of my class like my mother. Yet my Father gambled and he got into debt. At first they came in and took my mother. Raped her Infront of all of us…” she winced at that memory, “And then they came and did the same for my older sister. Lastly they came for me. I don’t know where my mother and my sisters ended up, but I was passed around from gang to gang until I was on a boat. “
I grinned, she was still eager and ambitious. It would be fun to keep her just for that, “I know of an older Dragon, who is a bit of a scholar. I know he will be fascinated with your gift, and will have a far larger source of knowledge for you to learn.”
I then approached her, as I shift and grew, my hands grabbed her hips as they grew to claws and talons, and she was propped up against the wall like I had take the first time. I grinned knowing she would know what I would do as when flipping up her skirt she was panty less. As my large shaft. Yes, as I drove into her, I could feel the magic at work. I could see her brace for pain, but even with her small body around my thick shaft. She didn’t cry out in pain. The magic did not stop me from taking her, but I believe it reduced the pain.
As she moaned with my shaft driving into her, she called from me to go harder and I did. As I could drive into this little thing hardly holding back even before she even yelped in pain, but this little masochist was also enjoying it. Knowing how hard I was driving into her, and not finally seeing the effect of her magic as I hungrily hammer into her. Until I gasped with pleasure my seed filling her up. A look of utter delight and excitement, as she was barely hurt, but even enjoying the treatment. As she finally cried in pleasure, she had almost a mocking grin on her face, that I had to go so hard to hurt her and perhaps that I even gave in first.
“Well done.” I grinned as I held her there, and she beamed with praise. “I think you will do well. Just be a bit more cautious challenging True Dragon to do that.” Catching her own breath, she smiled, bowed, “Thankyou sir.”
“Do you think you can recreate that Talisman?” I grinned as I looked at her.
She nodded. “I might want one of them to give to Aisha.” I said with a grin. As I let her down, she fixed her skirt. That one will go far, if a True Dragon doesn’t accidentally kill her. Chuckling I would revert back to human. Catching my own breath, and driving as eventually a couple hours later I would have Aisha summoned to me.
The little firecracker walked in, dressed in a short red skirt, and a white blouse. I didn’t know if this was on purpose or she was trying to draw my attention, seeing as she probably heard that I had sex with the other two. Before I could even ask her. She asked me a question. “What is the point of having these abilities if we have to keep them secret.” I pointed to the fireplace in my Office. And with a simple thought, fire sprouted. “Did I just use my magic, I do I press some secret button to turn it on. To anyone else other than someone who knew me, that answer would be obvious and they would be looking for a button or some trigger near me. You don’t have to be throwing Fireballs to be using your magic.” A nod then another question “Are you going to be trading me off like the other two?”
“Nope, I’m keeping you for myself.” I said and grinned, watching her.
"Then I want you to do something…” she looked at me and asked.
“I’m listening, but no promises.”
“I want you to find my classmates. There were three others. And all of us disappeared together. I don’t even like some of them, but no one deserves that hell.”
“Well then tell me exactly what happened.”
“It was nearly Christmas, and well some of us couldn’t exactly travel home. We saw this offer for a Christmas meal, offered to students. It sorta seemed sketchy at first, but my roommate was excited. I’m guessing the meal was laced as soon none of us could move, and then out came five boys, that then raped us.”
“I then ended up, where you found me, after being passed around for a bit. I know one of the girls I was sold with travel with me for a bit, but she ended up elsewhere.”
I paused and thought over it. While I was not against helping, especially if it made her more willing to be mine, granted I’m sure there would be more requests. The second thing was that obviously we did not want to tick off our contacts. We moved people around, similarly to her story, and we were still paying the same gangs and organizations to do it.
“I will think about it. But I am curious to see just how willing you will be.” Moving from my desk to a love seat, I motioned for to come and sit down on my lap. Another glare from those eyes as she did come over and sit down, as I pulled her back to my chest. Lifting off her shirt, as my hands would move her chest, sliding over her breasts. She tried to remain cold to my touch, but I was hardly in a rush. As my hand slid across her breasts, stroked along her nipples. Then up to her shoulders, as they rubbed and massaged them, my hands warmed by my own magic as they rubbed into her. It took her a bit to relax, but I did hear a bit of a moan as she was starting to relax, to leaned to press her small chest in against my hands.
“Turn to face me.” I would later instruct her, as she would gradually change her sitting position, her legs wrapping around my back those eyes, her glaring only encouraging my next action. Unzipping my pants and pulling out my shaft, as I stuck up between us. I then just looked at her and grinned. She glared at me even harder if that was possible, but she knew what I wanted her to do as she lifted her skirt, not wearing panties. I’m guessing she knew what to expect by now. She started by grinding her sex against it. Slowly lifting her as she lowered herself down on top of my shaft, taking it. My hands would slide back to those breasts, stroking them as she rode my shaft. Her eyes spoke volumes that this was not entirely willingly, yet I got to enjoy the view of her lovely body, and those lovely little breasts as she rode my shaft. I don’t think I will ever get tired of this view. Even her glare did not dissuade me. It would eventually end with her getting pushed down onto the arm of the love seat, and I was able to drive into her. She would climax shortly before myself, and for a brief moment she was smiling for it, until she realized that I was watching and then that cute little scowl returned.
“Very good. I will see what I can do.”
She got up, fixed her skirt, and put back on her shirt. I would return to my desk, but as she left I would catch a smile on her face.
Epilogue:
Both Rebecca and KJ would be traded for. Rebecca would end up with Marithal, a young wind Dragon who was more than eager to get served by her. He would treat her fairly well from what I heard, even if his appetites more be a little bit more than she could give. Yet, I would catch her enjoying riding on his back a few times as they visited. She perhaps would become a Stroger Magus than the Dragon himself.
KJ would end up with Sherrithal, as Scholarly Dragon. He would later thank me for the gift, she was an eager student, and the old Dragon was more than happy with her protection charm only getting stronger with her skill. The girl got hurt on a couple occasions, underneath the larger Dragon, but nothing permanent from what I was told. Truth be told she almost bragged about it.
Aisha would remain with me, and I would have no complaints. I think she caught on that I enjoy her glare. She would be a capable student. I would be happy to call her a Magus when she earned it. She did remain with me after. I put work into finding her classmates. With not much luck. Yet one option still remained. I was curious if Chantalle Blythington would remember Aisha, and if a bit of money could make her remember where those students were sold. I really did not think she would expect to see any of those women again, and I think I would enjoy making someone from Old British Money squirm. After all, I did manage to find the names of the men that had participated. Of course if she could find the locations, I would pull the girls out. While I doubt any of them have the Gift it would not hurt to check. But ultimately this is something to look forward to.
Addendum: Aisha had been given a bit of freedom, and I also heard reports of a couple fire breaking out on some of Chantalle’s properties. Alisha claimed to be innocent, but I think I am going to be putting the Protection charm I have just received from KJ, to help punish the little liar.
