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The Sorceress' Sultry Touch, Her Haughty Whispers
From the breeze let my voice sail to the ears
My comrades of my brotherhood, the wizard, the sorcerer the cosmic found in three
The bewitching sorceress has confined me in the desiring pool of eternity
Give me liberty from within the depth of this hallowed meditative cell
I need the chains to be broken from her alluring spell
And just like that smoke swirled around my feet
Give me powers Black Panther of the universe to stalk her scent like a hungry wolf, devouring her existence after siphoning her like a hungry beast
Warlock supremacy rules once again
No more invocations shall be the hindrance of my oath as I draw her in
Her embracing force, her touch I will place my mark upon her skin
In the legion of my magic will reach beyond broken glass
Outsourced her fourscore, she will never last
My voice permeating her mind
Inhaling and blowing my hot breath in anger to the marauding corners of time
I need you sorceress, in my world ruled by the oceans, the sea, by land
Unto my side you shall kneel as I take your hand
You have taken the throne of my powers not by hair
Snared my virility in the ecstasy of your lair
Let the spirit of me defend the swoon of your feeble magic
By the amulet dangling around my neck
You will become a living zombie to my needs
Under my commands from the rise of the sun to the moon in the sky when it sets
Sight without sound tenderly stroking you, i will be the immortal keeping you wet
My earthy concubine
Rain or shine
Let my wrath surround the sorceress where she bows only to me
With the comfort of her creamy paradise, my name trembling off her lips as I please
Sorceress, hear my voice, tantalizing kisses, you feel of me in the wind
My palms languishing meandering up your thighs unto me, parting under the wishes of my commend
Open your thighs wider, allow fate of this night and destiny to collide
Allow my tongue to seek the wet wonders once found inside
He wants me to be his immortal bride to be
Mmm… he pleases all my sultry needs
When the high moon illuminates from the sky
My skin tingles I could not fathom why
Could it be the Warlock still has my beating heart
Wanting to drain me under a blanket of midnight stars
Traveling the forest, inhaling my seductive inviting scent
I hear the alluring howls of a werewolf’ stalking in relent
Hum… what's a sorceress to do
Without her book of incantation to conjure a spell or two
Closing my eyes, as a chant within my temple I shall use
The abyss of my core, shall be my brew
I summon the raging winds to the East I command counseling of your spirit
To the West my soul is the sacrificed endearment
To the North, I bow in the compliance of its wishes
To grant this ritual bequest unto me as my ancestral blood boils then swishes
Until the bed of Mother Earth's South as it seeps and twitches
I looked around the forest, in a mist of fog, piercing eyes pinned on me
How much of my life force must I use, as I glanced down at the bed of leaves
Howls to my Hunter's Moon, indenting as I weakened from the pleasure of sharpen fangs
Into my tender flesh, with each moan the deeper they sank
Thrilling, exciting
Encircling my legs around a Warlock's spine.. mmm... he’s softly biting
Paralyzed to move
I hear his echoing laugh as he plummets in the supremacy of my dew
His body, his hands, making such passionate and tender love to appease
In the distance, I hear the denied outcries above the elevated trees
Right before I climaxed, I seen a pair of red eyes staring down at me
Oh no… no it just can’t be
My comrades of my brotherhood, the wizard, the sorcerer the cosmic found in three
The bewitching sorceress has confined me in the desiring pool of eternity
Give me liberty from within the depth of this hallowed meditative cell
I need the chains to be broken from her alluring spell
And just like that smoke swirled around my feet
Give me powers Black Panther of the universe to stalk her scent like a hungry wolf, devouring her existence after siphoning her like a hungry beast
Warlock supremacy rules once again
No more invocations shall be the hindrance of my oath as I draw her in
Her embracing force, her touch I will place my mark upon her skin
In the legion of my magic will reach beyond broken glass
Outsourced her fourscore, she will never last
My voice permeating her mind
Inhaling and blowing my hot breath in anger to the marauding corners of time
I need you sorceress, in my world ruled by the oceans, the sea, by land
Unto my side you shall kneel as I take your hand
You have taken the throne of my powers not by hair
Snared my virility in the ecstasy of your lair
Let the spirit of me defend the swoon of your feeble magic
By the amulet dangling around my neck
You will become a living zombie to my needs
Under my commands from the rise of the sun to the moon in the sky when it sets
Sight without sound tenderly stroking you, i will be the immortal keeping you wet
My earthy concubine
Rain or shine
Let my wrath surround the sorceress where she bows only to me
With the comfort of her creamy paradise, my name trembling off her lips as I please
Sorceress, hear my voice, tantalizing kisses, you feel of me in the wind
My palms languishing meandering up your thighs unto me, parting under the wishes of my commend
Open your thighs wider, allow fate of this night and destiny to collide
Allow my tongue to seek the wet wonders once found inside
He wants me to be his immortal bride to be
Mmm… he pleases all my sultry needs
When the high moon illuminates from the sky
My skin tingles I could not fathom why
Could it be the Warlock still has my beating heart
Wanting to drain me under a blanket of midnight stars
Traveling the forest, inhaling my seductive inviting scent
I hear the alluring howls of a werewolf’ stalking in relent
Hum… what's a sorceress to do
Without her book of incantation to conjure a spell or two
Closing my eyes, as a chant within my temple I shall use
The abyss of my core, shall be my brew
I summon the raging winds to the East I command counseling of your spirit
To the West my soul is the sacrificed endearment
To the North, I bow in the compliance of its wishes
To grant this ritual bequest unto me as my ancestral blood boils then swishes
Until the bed of Mother Earth's South as it seeps and twitches
I looked around the forest, in a mist of fog, piercing eyes pinned on me
How much of my life force must I use, as I glanced down at the bed of leaves
Howls to my Hunter's Moon, indenting as I weakened from the pleasure of sharpen fangs
Into my tender flesh, with each moan the deeper they sank
Thrilling, exciting
Encircling my legs around a Warlock's spine.. mmm... he’s softly biting
Paralyzed to move
I hear his echoing laugh as he plummets in the supremacy of my dew
His body, his hands, making such passionate and tender love to appease
In the distance, I hear the denied outcries above the elevated trees
Right before I climaxed, I seen a pair of red eyes staring down at me
Oh no… no it just can’t be
Published 24th May 2024
Author's Note
My Lady In Red Series (The Warlock And Sorceress)
Loving It...
SKC🤎
Loving It...
SKC🤎
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24th May 2024 3:24am
What a sweet spill my friend hot with passion and love in the universe WOW sweet spilled ink upon your canvas
24th May 2024 5:53am
Thank you, my friend for taking the time to read and the sincerest comment. You had me at, 'WOW'
I love the elements of mythology when it softly blends with the spiritual laws of the supernatural.
We have crossed over into a New Dawn, therefore, please enjoy your Friday, as it slowly unravels and be safe in your daily journal
Love and Hugs, always,
SKC🤎
I love the elements of mythology when it softly blends with the spiritual laws of the supernatural.
We have crossed over into a New Dawn, therefore, please enjoy your Friday, as it slowly unravels and be safe in your daily journal
Love and Hugs, always,
SKC🤎
The lady in red is enjoying the wild ride of Love. Keep on writing my Queen.
This is incredible writing. Are you a published author? You should be. This is an excellent combination of fantasy and eroticism made from inventive words and scenarios. I'm sure your culture from whence you came plays some part in this, or so it seems.
Were I too grade it, it couldn't be anything other than 100/100.
Excellent writing and picture choice.
Were I too grade it, it couldn't be anything other than 100/100.
Excellent writing and picture choice.
25th May 2024 11:34pm
Another intoxicating instalment laced in fantastical roles that only elevate the heady experience of such musings.
"Let my wrath surround the sorceress where she bows only to me
With the comfort of her creamy paradise, my name trembling off her lips as I please
Sorceress, hear my voice, tantalizing kisses, you feel of me in the wind
My palms languishing meandering up your thighs unto me, parting under the wishes of my commend
Open your thighs wider, allow fate of this night and destiny to collide
Allow my tongue to seek the wet wonders once found inside"
The merging of the warlock's command, responding to the power of the sorceress.
Conjured images of the past, expertly woven into the erotic paradise of such making and quaking.
"I hear his echoing laugh as he plummets in the supremacy of my dew
His body, his hands, making such passionate and tender love to appease"
You designed a fun romp in this creation.
"Let my wrath surround the sorceress where she bows only to me
With the comfort of her creamy paradise, my name trembling off her lips as I please
Sorceress, hear my voice, tantalizing kisses, you feel of me in the wind
My palms languishing meandering up your thighs unto me, parting under the wishes of my commend
Open your thighs wider, allow fate of this night and destiny to collide
Allow my tongue to seek the wet wonders once found inside"
The merging of the warlock's command, responding to the power of the sorceress.
Conjured images of the past, expertly woven into the erotic paradise of such making and quaking.
"I hear his echoing laugh as he plummets in the supremacy of my dew
His body, his hands, making such passionate and tender love to appease"
You designed a fun romp in this creation.
28th May 2024 1:11am
You always have me at hello, my tender poet, knowing your choice of words represented from your mind is shadowed by your heart, and each time, its feels as if I am wrapped in the manly embrace of its discovery.
Thank you for taking the time to read and then ink staining a caressing collage of words, breathless in the reading the direction of your admiration
I am praying for you a restful evening and may your Tuesday be uplifting and productive for you.
Love and Hugs, to you always,
SKC💋
Thank you for taking the time to read and then ink staining a caressing collage of words, breathless in the reading the direction of your admiration
I am praying for you a restful evening and may your Tuesday be uplifting and productive for you.
Love and Hugs, to you always,
SKC💋
