He was looking at her with apprehension.

She smiled at him. She didn't have energy for much more. She Looked at his face that was a complete mess.

“No, you didn't hurt me Magnus..." she breathed.

“Now come up here and hold me... just hold me..." and with that she fell asleep in his arms.

Fiona opened her eyes, waking from her dream. Damn, what a dream that was. She looked around. It was still dark outside. Then she saw Magnus in his usual spot. Thoughts flooded her mind and she realized her wet dream wasn't really a dream. It actually happened! She waved her hand, materializing a small Light in her hand and directed it towards Magnus.

His face was cut and bruised. He had cuts even in his hair. She checked his torso and she saw some welts there as well. She has beaten him so much. The thought made her pussy tingle again. But she realized she needed control. She was a sorceress, for god's sake. She let things get out of hand. She can't keep beating her servant and Apprentice into a pulp. She sighed and got up, rummaging quietly through her ointments.

She was going to use her best magical ointment on him. She couldn't do any healing magic herself, so even those healing ointments she had to buy from other mages who could. The ointments certainly weren't cheap.

“It is worth spending it on my lovely plaything. He endured so much for my pleasure." She thought, looking at him with affection.

“He is so... perfect. His character, his quirks, his body... No one has ever complemented me so damn well. And he gave me the most amazing orgasms... clueless as he is now... I can only guess what he will be able to do once I train him properly in the arts of love-making...

Oh... Why didn't I make the contract longer... Five years seems such a short time now..." She thought, while she applied her ointment on all the cut and bruised spots, gently, as not to wake him up.

“My handsome plaything..." She sighed, getting into bed once again.

“Maybe I should just let him sleep normally for the rest of the night... Well, maybe not" she thought with a dominant smirk as she placed her feet on their rightful place - Magnus’ bruised face.

Magnus opened his eyes to the morning light that was spilling from the large window in the room. The familiar touch of his Mistress's feet was there, a gentle reminder of his new Life and role. His mind felt a bit fuzzy. He tried to remember Last night... and then felt a jolt of surprise. Did all that really happen last night? He turned his head to catch a lusty look from his smiling Mistress.

“Oh god... It really happened... It is all such a blur. But I remember some parts vividly..." Magnus thought, smiling back at his Mistress.

"I can't believe I had sex with the most beautiful woman... Well, sort of sex... "

Magnus started remembering how it felt to worship her body, to consume her fluids... He sighed, Looking at the ceiling. The light from the window flowed over the bed and other furniture and created fantastic shadows on the wall. Why did it all remind him of body parts?

“Get up, my Lazy servant. I need you to dress me" Fiona said playfully.

She watched him get up, watched his strong, sculpted body in all its glory. The ointment has done its job. His cuts and bruises were gone.

"I spent the last of the magical ointment last night... But it was worth it. I will have to restrain myself from now on... Well, maybe not completely... We will see yet" she thought looking at him with lust.

Even after all the orgasms she had last night, she felt her arousal climb.