1. A Good man


    Date: 11/9/2016, Categories: Fantasy, Cruelty, Mind Control, Violence, Author: pars001, Rating: 91.5, Source: sexstories.com

    will add to mine nicely," he said and threw a ball of fire at Tom, reflecting it back at him, the man was surprised then shocked when he found he could hardly move. Looking at the man Tom saw colors coming from the man, his power? Tom reached to where the colors were coming from, forming a plug shape in his mind, he shoved it deep into the colors till they just went out. "NO! what have you done to me!?" he screamed. Smiling Tom walked up to the man, "didn't your moma ever tell you not to just rush in? Now as to what I did to you, you just won't have powers for a few weeks that's all." "WHAT!?" the man yelled incredulously, "you can't do that! No one can do that!" "Huh," said Tom, "I not only can but I did. Don't push me to remove them!" The man visibly shaken, could only stare at Tom, his mouth gaping wide open. "Please kill me! If you don't then he will! without my powers he will eat me alive, soul and all." the man pleaded. "You shouldn't have been playing with something you knew nothing about. Where do you want to go? I'll send you there," Tom replied not feeling sorry for the man screwing around with evil like he had. "You don't understand!" The man screamed, "if you kill me I know it will be quick, he will make it an unending torture, slowly draining my powers, then my soul as slowly and painfully as possible. Kill me you son of a bitch! Kill me you bastard from hell!" Undaunted by the man Tom looked into his thoughts and saw the one the man was talking about. Still ...
    struggling to get free, the man continued to shout obscenities at Tom, annoyed Tom thought of a gag and the man was suddenly quiet. "We should go, you expended a lot of energy, there may be others coming soon," the spirit said. Appearing many miles away Tom blanketed his self, "who was he talking about?" Tom asked, "I saw a dark presence in his thoughts, I didn't feel much from him, except evil." The spirit shook a minute. "That was malamon I believe, a dark mage though his power has him almost to wizzard strength. We must avoid him at all costs, he has gained most of his power from other magical beings, their powers and their souls. He literally drains their souls and feeds off them, I have heard it is an agonising, cruel and very slow way to die." "Has no one ever been able to resist him?" ask Tom. "Yes, but only one, that was a thousand five hundred years ago, it seriously weakened Malamon, he has been recovering all this time. The wizzard gave up many years of his life and died a few decades ago," here the spirit shed a few tears whispering, "he was a very good man, he is sorely missed in the magical community" "You said I needed to avoid notice but won't this today, bring attention on us?" Tom wasn't quite ready to take on any more right now. "No," the spirit replied, "it shouldn't, though what ever you did to him might, uh... just exactly did you do to him? I have never felt a spell like that." "Oh that?" Tom started, "Like everything else I have done I just formed a plug ...
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