The Battered Lamp Chapter Ten: The Earthen Blade - Sex Stories

The Battered Lamp Chapter Ten: The Earthen Blade

... time, Kyle thought. “Wow,” Fatima whispered. “Full functional, huh. So you jill your pussy and jack your cock?” “Of course. I am a teenager. I have the same bursting hormones as any pubescent human. Though I have more self-control than some young men I know.” Kyle let that slide. “So you seem to know about witches and covens? What can we expect?” “Familiars, spirits, glamours, and enchantments,” Britney answered. “What is this, a D&D campaign?” Kyle muttered. “No. Familiar are animals controlled by the witch. They can be...enhanced. Greater speed, greater strength, greater lethality. Spirits are elemental beings. The primal essences of the universe. The physical essences of Fire, Water, Earth, and Air; the emotional essences of Love, Anger, Joy, and Sadness; the Abstract essences of Life, Death, Light, and Darkness. Witches use prayers to one of a number of gods and goddesses, greater spirits than the lowly twelve, and these beings direct the appropriate, lesser spirits to perform the witches desire, creating glamours, geas, enchantments, or other types of spells. The coven that Christy is apart of serves Hecate, a goddess of dark magic and enchantments.” “So Christy used a spirit on me?” Kyle asked. “In effect. She prayed to Hecate, and the goddess directed the spirit to perform Christy's desire. I would surmise an Elemental of Darkness was used to hide your memory.” “How are we supposed to fight that?” Britney held up her katar, a triangular-bladed punching knife, the ...

... metal inlaid with a shiny, blue material. The katar—like Kyle's katana, Fatima's spear, and Fumi's bow—had come from Aaliyah and had shaped themselves to fit their wielder's fighting style. Kyle's katana had originally been a scimitar and the katar had been a curved, Arabic dagger. “Waterclaw appears to be a talisman attuned to the spirits of Water. I would hazard a guess that I could control these spirits, with the proper practice.” “Yeah, Aaliyah mentioned that.” Britney turned around, fixing her eyes on Fumi. “I think it is time you revealed what you are hiding. I can smell the pheromones you are exuding.” Fumi's face paled. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Christy fled the living room; fled Kyle. What have I done? Tears flowed hot down her cheeks. I cast a spell on him! I sent Aaliyah to her death! I'm a worm. A filthy thing. She burst out of the back door and into Kyle's backyard. A single, large chestnut tree grew nearby. She collapsed before it, the dark soil cold against her knees. Her tears fell like rain. I sent Aaliyah to her death. I don't deserve Kyle. Christy sobbed beneath the tree as the sun sank, and darkness fell upon the backyard. The wind picked up, chilling her body. She didn't care. She deserved to suffer. To freeze. “Why did I ever join the coven?” she whispered to herself. She had been seduced by their promise of healing her mother. And it had worked, her mother's ovarian cancer had gone into remission. Only after she had sworn her oaths to Hecate and Ms. ...