The Coven - Magical Sexfights!
Copyright© 2025 by Astrana
Chapter 3
Fantasy Sex Story: Chapter 3 - A series about sexfights between spellcasters in a fantasy setting.
Caution: This Fantasy Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Fa/Fa Ma/Ma Ma Fa Mult Consensual Gay Lesbian BiSexual Heterosexual Fiction High Fantasy Magic BDSM DomSub MaleDom FemaleDom Humiliation Light Bond Rough Sadistic Spanking Group Sex Anal Sex Double Penetration Exhibitionism Facial Masturbation Oral Sex Pegging Sex Toys Spitting Squirting
Hello, I came back from hiatus to write a new chapter. It’s a bit different but I hope you’ll like it. Don’t hesitate to leave comments, I’ll gladly read them!
A wolf dashes through the woods. Only perceptible through the rare rays of moonlight which scarcely pierce the otherwise silent vegetation. The sound of running water becomes audible. The wolf comes out of a bush and finds itself at the fringe of the forest, standing on a large sharp rock overhanging a giant river. On the other side, the glass ceiling of a large palace near the water outreaches the rest of the forest. The wolf looks in that direction as a green hue emanates from it. Its shape changes, progressively taking a humanoid form, and the visual traits of Nader. He closes his eyes briefly while taking a deep breath, inhaling some fresh air on a warm summer night. He grabs a scroll, unrolls it and lets out a smirk when it reveals what looks like a bounty for a half-demon sorcerer.
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“Tris!” The voice comes from a small glass lounge surrounded by luxurious vegetation. Seated on an ornate metal chair, lady Anissa, who is a human and most importantly the owner of that giant palace, is dressed as you can expect from a noblewoman of her status. The moonlight reflects in her large earrings as she frantically plays with it.
“Tris! For god’s sake, where are you again?” she shouts, legs crossed and fidgeting with her foot.
“I’m right here my lady.” The head of a half-demon appears from the glass corridor, linking the lounge to the main hall. He enters the room, revealing a long and slim body with red skin and dark curled hair with thin elongated horns growing backward. He wears tight white pants with a black competition jacket over a white shirt with a tie and long black-leather boots.
“Isn’t a bodyguard supposed to stay at the side of her employer?” asks lady Anissa with a cheeky smile. “What if someone’s surging through the night and attempts at my life?”
Tris expresses a light sigh while walking next to her. “I am simply securing the perimeter my lady, like every night. Did I ever fail to protect you?”
“You’re right”, she replies. “But as long as this mission continues, I cannot feel safe if you’re not around. I need you next to me at all times.” she presses a hand on his thigh.
“Oh? And just how close do you want me to be?” Tris leans very slightly toward Anissa while keeping a stoic face.
“You know too well how close I want you to be.” replies Anissa while moving her hand from his thigh to his crotch. Not having to move very far to feel a hard bump beneath the fabric.
Tris finally breaks his mask and lets out a faint smile as he closes the distance between their lips. But, just before they can kiss, the sound of shattered glass resonates in the lounge. Tris and Anissa rapidly look toward the corridor where the sound seems to come from.
“Go to the basement” whispers Tris, without looking back to Anissa.
“Bu-”
“You’ll be safer there. Let me handle it, it won’t be long,” he interrupts.
The half-demon cautiously walks toward the corridor making sure not to be heard. During this time, Anissa goes to the door on the opposite side to reach her room.
Tris presses his back against the wall and slowly leans his head to have a view on the corridor. Broken shards of glass are scattered on the ground. A small hole in the glass wall is visible from his position.
He frowns, sweat starts accumulating on his brow bones. Hastily, he draws a small circle in the air with his left index. A purple hue emanates from his nail as a portal materializes both here and on the ceiling of the main hall which he can directly see. He looks through, but sees nothing out of place. The half-demon then enlarges the portal with his hands and jumps through.
Without a noise, he lands on the ground of the main hall. He stands up, and cautiously walks toward where the hole in the wall is located.
Behind him, an invisible silhouette approaches. Tris feels something and turns around but too late! The aggressor grabs one of his wrists and his throat, and slams him into the wall behind. The invisibility spell breaks and reveals the face of Nader.
“You’ll never get her!” shouts Tris. “She already fled too far for you to find her.”
Nader smirks. “Oh you mean her?” And with his thumb, forces the half-demon to look toward the corridor. Tris’s face becomes filled with terror: Anissa’s head is partially visible from the corridor’s door frame. She was trying to hide and looks shocked.
“Fuck!” she screams. “I felt safer near you!”
The half-demon wrestles against the hand on his throat to face Nader:
“Don’t you dare lay a finger on her, sorcerer!”
Nader chuckles:
“Relax, I’m not here for her...”
He comes closer, pressing his body against the taller half-demon:
“I’m here for you!” he whispers against his face.
Tris opens his eyes wide and his red skin becomes slightly darker over his cheeks. He quickly regains his composure and smiles:
“Oh, this night is definitely becoming more and more interesting. It’s been months since I brought fresh sorcerer meat for lady Anissa.” he says with lustful eyes.
Anissa enters the hall with a resolute stride:
“You”ll pay for all the trouble you brought! You’ll beg for mercy and we’ll show you none!”
“I would gladly have challenged you” continues Tris, “but as you can see my head is pinned to the wall. So, would you do me a favor and kiss me already?”
“What a curious bunch” responds Nader. “Well, it promises to be fun!” And swiftly kisses Tris.
A white light emanates from them. It engulfs the main hall with Nader, Tris and Anissa as well.
When their vision settles, Nader and Tris are both standing on a huge mattress, multiple meters wide akin to a wrestling mat. At the corners, 4 ring posts support 3 layers of rope surrounding the whole mat. There is a river flowing on one side of the arena and vegetation on the other side. Anissa is standing on the ground of the forest side. She’s a bit lower than the men since the mat is slightly elevated.
“Get his ass Tris!” She shouts.
But Nader is the first to act. He leaps at Tris, slides behind him and falls to the ground with him. He then inserts his feet between Tris’s legs and spreads them wide open. “Let’s make you comfier” whispers Nader to his ear.
He raises his hand in the air and screams “Claw!” But nothing happens. It was a basic spell Nader used all the time, but since his defeat against Lucy, he lost it to her and still hasn’t adapted to it. The brief silence is a painful reminder of the humiliation he suffered that day.
He clenches his teeth and shouts “Tail!” As a long and thin tail with a sharp blade at its tip erupts in a green hue from his lower back. It circles them until it reaches Tris and in a swift strike, slashes his clothes from his tie to his trousers with a clean cut.
“Ah!” screams Tris, surprised by the speed of his opponent. He struggles but Nader holds him tight. The human then grabs Tris’s ripped clothes with both hands and rips them apart, exposing the thin musculature of the half-demon.
“Ahh, let’s see what you’ve got,” Nader breathes. He places a hand on his opponent’s chest and slowly moves along his red skin toward his crotch. Tris grunts, but is unable to move.
Nader buries his hand deep in the intersection of the torn trousers.
“Gah!” exclaims Tris. “Stop it!”
Nader grabs his opponent’s bulge firmly and pulls it out, revealing his long, almost fully-erect cock and balls.
“What a beautiful member you have ... I can feel it grow under my hand,” whispers Nader. “Try to make it a little interesting and don’t lose too fast will you?”
He then strokes it slowly along his full length, precum already starting to leak at his tip.
Tris breathes fast, his cheeks become yet a little darker. For a second, his gaze falls upon Anissa expressing a worried look.
“I can’t let it happen!” he thinks to himself. “Endless Gate!”
He draws a little purple circle with his nail and 2 larger circles emanate out of thin air: One above them, and another one just between the mat and Nader. The duo falls into the first portal only to reappear at the second, a meter above the ground, falling once again into the first portal in an endless loop, going faster loop after loop. After a few turns, Tris closes his fist. The portals disappear while they are in midair, and Nader is slammed to the ground with all the accumulated speed and Tris’s weight.
“Ugh!” Nader gasps, his mouth wide open, releasing the hold he had on his opponent.
“Well done!” shouts Anissa. “Make him pay now!”
“What’s the matter sorcerer?” Tris taunts as Nader still tries to find his breath. “You truly thought it would be over so soon? Look at you. Now let’s make it even.”
The half-demon approaches Nader and, using his sharp long nails, quickly shreds his opponent’s clothes, rendering him totally naked. Compared to Tris, Nader is shorter and bulkier, with a strong musculature and thin trimmed hairs over his torso. Removing his garments also exposed his large throbbing dick.
Tris gets to the ground and, without wasting a second, starts to lick his opponent’s scrotum while firmly seizing his erect shaft with one hand and rapidly jacks him off.
“Aaah!” Nader screams, paralysed by the wave of pleasure inflicted by his opponent.
Tris chuckles. “Your skin tastes so good, we’re going to have so much fun with you.”
The half-demon stands up and lifts Nader, sending him into the ropes toward the forest side. Still unbalanced, the shapeshifter sinks on his knees, facing the exterior. Trying to rise, he grabs the upper rope.
“Stand down.” Tris had placed his arms above his opponent’s shoulders, preventing him from standing up.
The bodyguard uses the ropes to trap Nader halfway within.
“You like being put in your place don’t you? Look how nicely you’re bent with your ass up just for me. You’re begging for it.”
“Stop-p.” says Nader.
Tris kneels and licks his own fingers with his pointy tongue, coating them with his saliva.
He then places them on his opponent’s entrance and massages it slowly.
“Shhh, don’t worry, I’ll grant your wish.” he whispers from behind while holding Nader’s chin with his free hand.
Tris takes his cock and positions its tip over Nader’s butthole. He circles around it for a few then slowly slides his entire length in him.
Nader’s eyes widen. He opens his mouth, but the sudden wave of pleasure prevents him from making any sound. So he squeezes the rope around his hands as hard as he can, unable to do anything else.
“Good boy.” murmurs Tris over Nader, now holding his head with both his hands, forcing him to look up to lock eyes with the one dominating him.
Tris then passionately kisses him, and at the same time, starts to move in and out of him while slowly increasing his pace.
Anissa, who’s in a perfect position to witness her bodyguard overpowering Nader, grins: “Tris, push his body toward the edge of the ring, I’ve got an idea!”
Without responding, Tris obeys, thrusting his hips against Nader’s ass, pushing him to stand straight on his knees against the rope at the edge of the mattress.
Anissa advances and grabs Nader’s dick: “I’m at the perfect height!” She laughs, then opens her mouth and engulfs him whole.