The Cursed Doll

Chapter 16

We discovered, in the days that followed, that our ‘liberation’ brought several benefits, not least being better control of our bodies such as being able to speak without having to fight for control of our mouths. We were warned, however, that our state at the full moon would be as before, except we would derive more enjoyment from being used.

“Merthyn is convinced his brother, Cerdic, must be found.” Meridion frowned. “He insists they must be reconciled to break the curse, but no one has been able to find him or identify a burial site since …” Shrugging, he continued, “The Conflict of the Mages ended when he vanished, leaving behind only an instruction that he desired only to exile himself and never to be found. He used some powerful wards to prevent anyone tracing him as well.”

“What do we know about him? Apart from his penchant for dark magic and sex with the likes of us?” Trefor asked. “It’s recorded that he was a Dungeon Mage and enjoyed restraining his lovers …” 

“You may joke about it, Trefor, but according to Merthyn, he revelled in tormenting someone in that state — possibly a reason the curse you suffer under includes the denial of your ejaculation.” Meridion’s observation gave us all pause for thought. “Yet, despite this, Merthyn insists his brother is not sadistic, and is, above all, caring.” Shrugging, he added, “That does not accord with some of the accounts of his actions, but that may be explained by his having been afflicted — by Merthyn — with an abnormally long and thick penis. Merthyn intended it as a fiendish restriction — his brother was very sexually active. One he intended to reverse, but, being, at the time, gripped by a desire to punish his brother, he could not reverse it. In fact he made it worse. All would have been well had they not both been suffering from a fit of pure rage and the desire to inflict upon each other the inability to have any normal relations with a lover.”

“Wow,” Bryn glanced at the rest of us. “That must be enormous.”

“It is.” Meridion paused. “It is, or was, a great handicap, and fed his anger by rendering any form of penetrative sex impossible. Those close to him did all they could, but his sexual frustration drove him to uncontrollable rage and Ceran’s accepting his fate, and still choosing his brother as a lover was the last straw.”

“I’ve read of this feud.” Trefor gripped my hand. “It must have been awful — two such powerful Mages locked in a battle for supremacy …” He looked at Meridion. “You were there — and you’ve said you were not unscathed. What happened?”

“It split our community. Some saw it as an opportunity to gain power, others attempted to remain neutral. In the end everyone was drawn into the conflict in some way. I was unfortunate, and suffered being bound to a Mage who specialised in sadistic sex …” He shrugged. “The problem was compounded by the fact both Cerdic and Merthyn were extremely powerful mages. Even now few come even close to the power they wielded. Cerdic’s faction attracted many who drew on the darkest magic, magic that embraces the powers associated with the worst demons, and didn’t hesitate to use it. Apprentices like me were drawn into the conflict in whichever faction our Mage Master supported.” He paused. “Mine was Tethra, an arrogant and vindictive man who took pleasure in tormenting people. When I failed at some task, I could expect a creative punishment — always transformative and frequently disfiguring. He specialised in the type of curse you live with. I was fortunate to not suffer the fate of some of my fellow apprentices. Eventually the excesses of his purported followers became too much for even Cerdic, but when he attempted to reign them in, they turned on him. Many on both sides suffered as a result, most paying the ultimate price. Unable to stop what he’d unleashed, Cerdic removed himself from our realm, and his closest allies helped Merthyn and the Mage Council defeat the dark mages.” He studied his fingers. “My Master among them. He challenged Merthyn, and lost the duel. For me, it was salvation. I was confined in Tethra’s dungeon, accused of failing to perform a curse upon a fellow apprentice, a friend in the service of an ‘enemy’ Mage. He intended to turn me into a half man, half beast as a warning to others … Merthyn saved me.”

He declined to enlarge on this, but went on to explain that Merthyn wished to at least attempt to be reconciled with his brother and why he believed him to be still alive.

“The legend that Merthyn was alive and sealed into a cave, is a confusion of the brothers and draws on a memory of a game they played in childhood. Merthyn says he thinks he knows where his brother hid himself in and how to find him.” Meridion watched us. “It will require you Aled, as the descendent of Ceran’s brother, to submit to a undertaking a journey to a secret dungeon they created — and which he feels sure, his brother expanded and re-equipped after his … embellishment.” Pausing he watched me. “It is likely, according to Merthyn, that on arrival there, you will be subjected to incarceration in the strictest bondage, possibly even to be once again subjected to the full restriction of the curse …” 

“I understand, but why must it be me?”

“Two reasons. First, your relationship to Ceran, and second your having bound yourself voluntarily to the curse and to Trefor. The first will make Cerdic more likely to hear your embassy, the second will protect you from any further curse, though not from the application of whatever restraints and use Cerdic or his attendants put you too.” He paused. “If he is there, we will know, and you will be retrieved as soon as you have delivered the message and received his reply. If he is not there, you will be recalled immediately.”

“May I consider this? I think I’d like to discuss it with Merthyn and Trefor … I need to know more about what I can expect if Cerdic is there.” Looking at Trefor, I smiled. “I need to know more about this Cerdic … Especially what his sexual desires are …”

 The interview with Merthyn was informative, and suggested a way to win Cerdic’s confidence. With Edwin’s help Trefor obtained a huge dildo that met the description of Cerdic’s penis. 

“This thing’s huge, my love. Are you sure you can ..?” Trefor asked.

“Not in my natural form.” I examined the thing. “But, when I’m a rubber doll, I’m pretty elastic …” Lifting it, I offered it to him. “Only one way to find out.” Transforming to my doll state, I adopted the kneeling pose, and, after reshaping my mouth, said, “Put it into me …”

It was huge, but my rubber anus stretched to admit it, and so did the sheath inside me. Working slowly and gently Trefor inserted it fully.

“It’s incredible, Aled. Can you feel it? Can you feel how deep it is inside you?”

I couldn’t answer, my mouth remained firmly in its fellatio mode. I could feel the thing alright, and the sensations it was causing stripped me of every other thought or sensation. I heard his exclamation of alarm and managed to signal him not to withdraw it. With great difficulty I signalled that he should make me stand.

“You want to stand? With that thing inside you?”

I nodded. I needed to know what my limits would be if Cerdic decided to test me like this. The effort to stand caused me to lose awareness of everything except the huge thing filling my anal sheath and my now raging desire to ejaculate, something, curiously, I couldn’t achieve. Trefor took charge, repositioned me and carefully withdrew the huge dildo. For several minutes I remained unable to move, long enough for him to become concerned, then slowly I dropped to my knees in front of him and took his rubber erection fully into my oral sleeve and focussed on giving him the best oral fuck I could manage …

His ejaculation steadied me, though my desire to be allowed to ejaculate was now desperate. Picking up the dildo again, I offered it to him, and indicated he should insert it into my mouth opening.

“You want ..?” He took the thing. “You’re mad … You can’t …”

Taking hold of it as he held it, I drew the huge moulded glans into my oral opening, feeling my rubber lips stretch, then aware of how my jaw and cheeks were deforming to accommodate the thing. Slowly it went deeper until only the base, with the moulded scrotum, remained outside. Very carefully, I stood, turned, and presented my anus to him to fuck.

Later, having removed the massive dildo from my throat, and having had Trefor drain my pent up ejaculation, and still in my doll form, I lay in his rubber arms, his rubber dildo penis deep in my anal sheath and tried to get my thoughts back into focus. At least I knew that if Cerdic wanted to use me to satisfy his sexual needs, I could accommodate his huge penis … 

“You know what to do if Cerdic is there and responds to your arrival?” Meridion’s concern showed. We were stood in a stone circle outside the castle. “He may not be alone. We know that at least two of his apprentices went with him.”

“Yes, Meridion, Merthyn has told me.” I smiled, the effort to reform my mouth focussing my mind away from my nerves. I was in my doll form, but with heavy slave chains linked to my ankles, wrists, a steel waist cuff and thence to a heavy collar, all lovingly fitted and secured to me by Trefor. Attached to the collar was a message. “I am to surrender myself to their demands and give them whatever use of my body they demand.”

“Trefor tells me you have tested your ability to …” He paused. “You feel able to do that?”

“Yes, Master.” I smiled. “I’m rather more elastic than I knew.”

“Very well. If you are ready, let us commence.” He raised his staff and Trefor gestured a blown kiss, his oral opening, like mine, firmly in the fellation mode.