The Foundation Mage [LGBTQ+ Kinky Progression Fantasy]

Vicktor led the group as they ascended the stairs against the wall. The ultraviolet light faded alongside the crude projections. The light in this room was a soft, comfortable yellow. This room held racks and racks of colorful clothes along with mannequins sporting some of the more sensual or provocative outfits. Almost everything he had heard from the crude minds of the students of the academy was here. Full face hoods, leather straps that looked oddly similar to Havlan's garb and dozens of outfits.

Quinn's nude form dashed past him, darting for a mirrored corner filled with lingerie. Ze quickly picked out a full body outfit set similar to Violets, the mesh forced cat's fur into pretty patterns as ze donned it. Instead of purple, ze had chosen a deep ruby red. Ze really did look sexy strutting around in red.

"I'm getting this, actually I'm keeping this on, even on our way back I love how this feels!!!", ze spun, then struck a pose, growing a fierce look, "You are getting something. Masculine, feminine, I don't care, you should find something that makes you happy to be you."

"Sure!" Vicktor wanted to choose something that would age well regardless of whatever future choices he made, so he decided on a pair of black lace 'underwear'. He discarded his robe and had Trifle carry it he put on the soft garment.

The lace was mostly focused on the sides of his waist, hips, and thighs. Not a shred of the garment covered his crotch and left his backside entirely exposed. The patterning of the lace made it look like his waist was narrow and that his ass was larger than it actually was. Thin strips of fabric went down to just above his knees.

He enjoyed looking at himself in the mirror. He could see himself gain more and more confidence with each second that he wore it. His ass looked fantastic, he would have to experiment with that part of himself in the future, but he didn't think it would be today.

He kept the lingerie on as they walked around browsing the wares. Quinn picked out a set of cyan and yellow bra and panties as well as a set of black and red patterned bra and panties.

Confident in their accented nudity, the two walked up to the final floor of the building, the two playthings following behind. It was entirely unnoticed by Vicktor, but Quinn had been smelling the growing arousal from the two playthings as they shopped. The feminine one had its excitement dripping down its legs. The masculine one had one small wet dot on its loincloth. Both presented themselves well, but deep down they desired to be used a whole lot more than they had been so far.

Quinn sniffed their lust deep as ze strode up the stairs. Soon the fun would begin.

This room was almost sterile white, but that made sense as Vicktor made out what was on the small plinths, it was almost like a museum. Hundreds of inscribed items lay on white cushions. Some had few visible inscriptions, some had none, some were etched so numerous with inscriptions that it just looked like scratches!

Vicktor wandered for some time, gazing at the wondrous items on display, while they were wondrous and their effects were wondrous, the prices were almost absurd! A year of his hazard pay for a knife that would make a victim feel the effects of blood and knife play but without any actual damage or physical wounds.

Another strange device, this time only a month's worth of his hazard pay was a collar specifically designed for choking and breath play. It would monitor the victims oxygen and breathing, only allowing for just enough air to reach the brain. He made a mental bookmark of this device and thought back to Alar asking if he wanted training on inscriptions, he just might take the avian up on that offer.

Vicktor had inspected half a dozen more wondrous items before he heard a slurping noise and a faint tingle of metal back near the stairs. He turned and walked towards it to get a better look. As he walked closer, he heard the slurping wet sounds and metallic tinkling of chains grew louder even though he felt nothing through his senses.

Quinn sat on the highest stair step in bisexual ecstasy. Zir legs were spread wide as Trinket worked its mouth deeper and deeper into Quinn's wet cunt, the veil over its head was still covering its mouth as it worked. Quinn had both paws on Trinket's veiled head, forcing it down as zir legs and hips quaked in pleasure.

He now saw why he couldn't hear zir moans. Quinn's maw was buried deep into Trifles' cunt at the same time ze was being eaten out. Trifle's chains, padlocks and a strange metal semi-circle lay at the top of the stairs. He watched the spectacle, curious about what orders the catkin had given so that Trifle was using its forearms to force zir head against it.

Vicktor watched for a few moments and devised something devious.

"Playthings! Ignore all further commands from Quinn. I am your sole master now. Keep your devotion on zir."

Quinn murmured a mute "Fukh yuh", but then Trifle shoved zir head back where Quinn had originally ordered it.

"Later Quinn, later!"

"Mmmpphhhh", Vicktor's cock throbbed.

He rounded the banister of the stairs and grabbed two metal objects from the bag Trinket had been carrying, the key to the chastity devices and the set of iron manacles. Before ze knew it, Quinn's paws were manacled together.

Ze cursed into the wet cunt, but didn't even make a motion to try and stop it, ze went along with zir pleasurable situation.

'By the stars, Quinn might even thank me after!'

"Trinket, carry Quinn down the stairs and cover zir mouth with no words of power. Trifle, grab our belongings and the cages."

The two dutifully obeyed. Quinn's mouth was released from into the cool air, the fur below zir nose was completely drenched in juices. The catkin looked at Vicktor and smiled, about to say something when a hand clamped down on zir face. A deep muffled moan escaped Trinket's hand as its other hand dug into Quinn's cunt as the kitten was hoisted ass first against Trinkets stomach and metal cage. More muffled grunts followed every heavy step down the stairs.

Vicktor waited a moment and followed behind Trifle to bring up the rear of the strange procession.

'Speaking of the rear...'

He darted down the stairs, grabbing at Trifles rear, his erect manhood bouncing as they descended. Trifle's ass was firm and toned, Vicktor slipped a hand between its legs, feeling the wetness of the plaything. He could hear a small number of gasps from the attractive servant.

Trinket and Quinn reached the second floor with a final hushed moan. Trinket made a few steps with his captive before turning to face the stairs. Vicktor hurried his groping, enjoying Trifle's small gasps as its pussy throbbed in his grasp. There was something interesting going in Trinket's eyes as it watched Vicktor manhandle the other servant.

They reached the landing, and Vicktor glanced around. Nobody else had joined their floor.

"Trifle, grab a paddle, your cage and the largest dildo my friend here purchased. Fill them up then put your chastity cage on zir. My friend here was complaining about how I didn't bruise them on our last dalliance. I aim to correct this."

Quinn squirmed, still held in the air by Trinket's strong arms. Zir legs weren't able to reach the ground. Trifle returned, giving him the wood paddle and it knelt before the struggling cat. The plaything looped Quinn's thigh over its shoulder letting Trinket rearrange its grip on zir furred ass allowing for Trifle to shove an immense rod into her pussy to a muffled grunt. Then Trifle placed the semicircular chastity device in place and locked it against the furred hips, forcing the dildo deeper. Zir moans were ceaseless as manacled paws pleaded against steel.

"I'm going to occupy zir mouth for a little, Trinket please force zir to kneel in front of me and go grab a muzzle, the one that we passed by earlier that should fit this cat better. Trifle, go behind Quinn and play with zir beautiful nipples, they haven't got any attention today."

Trinket brought Quinn to zir knees and let go of that dangerous maw. The poor thing didn't even try to speak before engulfing Vicktor's cock and slobbering over the head, completely lost in the moment. Quinn's eyes stared up, pupils dilated in cock-drunk ecstasy.

"You're such a good little slut", the feline purred softly.

Vicktor had quite the view of Quinn's lust-drenched eyes as they rolled back in zir head alongside an incredibly erotic moan. A kneeling Trifle was twisting zir nipples intently, with its breasts pressed against the catkins upper back. He felt a small gulp in Quinn's throat as zir eyes returned to their new normal, watery state. Ze pushed deeper, using the muscles of zir throat to take him deeper. Ze thrust once more, seeing Trinket return.

"Such a lovely slut, I love that mouth..."

Vicktor pulled out, allowing the slutty feline to breathe. Quinn took several quick raspy breaths before chuckling. "You know, I don't think the power word: SLUT is a real thing, but I will have to ask around about it. You are putting a surprising amount of power into it."

Quinn laughed a few more times before a muzzle appeared before zir face and quickly sealed away most of the giggles that followed after Victor petted zir head and said, "Whose a good slut? Who's a good slut? You are! You are!"

'It's a shame Selia isn't here for this, because it's time for a paddlin'

"Plaything's, our time is almost over. In case I don't say it later, thank you, it's been fun."

The two remained silent and at attention, but their veiled eyes betrayed smiles.

"Please keep this slutty feral cat contained and on zir feet. Each of you gets a breast."

Vicktor thought for a moment then went into a bag, and grabbed a small glass butt plug. His hard length throbbed against his torso as he crouched.

'Poor lil guy', then Vicktor thought about how Trinket was still caged, 'Well I guess it could be worse...'

Vicktor handed the glass plug to the manacled paws, "Take this, your beating will end either when the time is up or when that glass touches the floor."

Quinn's muzzled nodding gave his poor erection another throb. The two playthings held the cat in place.

SMACK.

The first strike was solid, maybe ten percent of his maximum strength. Fur rippled underneath the impact and ze moaned softly through the muzzle.

SMACK.

Another fairly light strike sent a quake across zir ass. Quinn's tail was wagging fully upright as ze took the hit. "Good slut." Quinn moaned and lightly twisted against zir captors.

SMACK. SMACK. SMACK.

Vicktor increased the tempo and intensity with each strike, switching up the location of each hit so that the damage was relatively spread out. With each thud of wood on furred flesh, a pure note of sweet pain echoed throughout the room. Vicktor drank it like honeyed wine, savoring the different notes as he struck different parts of zir's ass and thighs.

SMACK. SMACK. SMACK. SMACK. SMACK.

Each blow caused the fur to tremble under his control. The feeling over power was exquisite as he paused, groping at the flesh. It was hard to see the bruises under the fur, but as he poked and prodded, he knew there were some bruises. Quinn's back and tail would not arch so fiercely if there wasn't some bruise that ze was enjoying.

SMACK. SMACK. SMACK. SMACK. SMACK.

Soon, zir tail began to sag between zir legs and Vicktor noticed that Trinket and Trifle were supporting more weight. He had avoided striking the chastity cage until now, the dildo still inside the tortured pussy. He lifted zir tail, keeping it out of the way as he moved. Ze purred as he stroked zir tail, giving Quinn some time to recover.

The glass plug was still firmly in zir paw.

SMACK-ting.

The chastity cage rattled and Quinn had a full body shudder, the moans were growing deeper, more primal, more all consuming.

SMACK-ting.

The chastity cage rattled and Quinn panted against the muzzle, almost yowling with pleasure and pain.

SMACK-ting. SMACK-ting. SMACK-ting.

The chastity cage rattled and Quinn had a full body shudder and nearly toppled. Ze had full body quivers for several moments before receding, Vicktor could see and smell Quinn's powerful orgasm drip down the metal and onto zir thighs.

SMACK-ting. SMACK-ting. SMACK-ting.

Vicktor continued to strike for several more minutes until coming to a stop, he didn't want to be in a position where Quinn tried to push zirself more than ze could handle.

Vicktor had been rock hard the entire time. They had a quarter hour left. Just enough time for one last thing. He whispered an idea to the exhausted kitten. Quinn nodded, eyes gleaming as a second wind overtook zir.

"Let Quinn to the ground", The playthings obeyed. Quinn rolled onto zir back and laid on the cold floor with zir legs spread wide.

"Trifle, get on top of zir and eat each other out. Trinket, remove Quinn's equipment and your cage, you are permitted to fuck zir, but you will only cum when I allow it."

Quinn gasped muzzle-less as the pressure of the dildo was removed from zir drenched cunt as the chains clattered to the floor. Trifle sat on zir face, grinding against it once more. The moans returned almost immediately, the two feminine bodies were exploring each other thoroughly.

Trinket removed its cage and out sprung an entirely average cock and a perfectly normal set of testicles. The cage didn't seem to diminish its blood flow either. It quickly went to work in between the two sets of lips adding to the choir of moans.

Vicktor admired the sight before getting to work himself. The muscles in trifles cunt milked his cock the second it was inside. It was strange but pleasurable to feel the feline tongue on the underside of the shaft. He grasped the feminine waist and pumped away.

They quickly reached equilibrium of movement. Quinn and Vicktor moaned the loudest, but the two playthings were vocal enough as the group fucked. The rhythm continued for only a few minutes before the cunt milked him to completion. Vicktor felt a tightness in his balls before exploding deep into the plaything, pumping shot after shot of cum into the warm hole.

Once his cock had finished pulsing inside, he withdrew, allowing Quinn to devour his cum as it poured into zir maw. As he slid back, he noticed zir eyes widen with pleasure and felt the symbol of J get warmer.

After a few moments of rest, Vicktor felt something odd. He didn't feel tired or spent, he felt like could easily go again and something inside of him told him to continue so he did.

Vicktor stood, rounded the thrumming bodies and grabbed a potion containing anal lube. He positioned himself behind Trinket and lubed the masculine body's hole with a finger as it kept thrusting into his friend's cunt. He slid easily inside, one finger, then two, then three.

Vicktor poured more lube over his cock and then lined himself up, matching the plaything's existing thrusts.

Vicktor slid into Trinket in one smooth motion, sliding against prostate and pushing past, putting his entire length into it. He paused, looking down, enjoying the feeling of his hips meeting another masculine body in this way.

He pulled back, leaving only the head of his shaft inside before thrusting all the way back in, loving the soft deep moans from Trinket. Vicktor fucked harder, pushing the plaything into his friend's wet hole. Vicktor wondered not for the first time, about what it would be like to receive a cock.

The four fell into a new rhythm until two minutes remained. "Trinket, you have permission to cum!"

The lovely hole Vicktor had been enjoying immediately tightened like a vice. He could feel the Trinket empty its balls into Quinn. With another three thrusts, Vicktor found himself cumming as well. This load seemed to be a similar quantity to how much he had deposited inside of Trifle's hole. His balls churned with an unknown power as he kept shooting spurt after spurt.

They all fell onto the floor, exhausted just as–

"Times up!" A smiling Violet called from beside the breathing pile. "Plaything's, playtime's over!"

Trifle and Trinket stood and as one, bowed, turned and departed to the first floor.

"We should come back here," Quinn panted.

"Agreed"

The two closed their eyes for just a few more moments...

"Lovely couple aren't they?" Violet smiled, showing more teeth than she had before.

"They are a couple?!" Vicktor was bewildered, "Do they work together often?"

"Married with children even, and they have a preference for serving customers together, but have gone solo on occasion."

"That's still a lot of trust to have in a partner" Vicktor asked, still slightly stunned.

"You need to have a lot of trust to work here in the first place. You kink newbies are quite gentle compared to many."

Quinn spoke up, having mostly recovered from zir daze, "I can believe it, you must have some way of cleaning up bodily fluids."

"That we do, that we do, but I think its time for you two to go take a lovely little nap. Kink can be quite taxing on your dopamine. Dom-drop and Sub-drop are important, I have some small rooms set up for just such things."

Violet ushered them towards a small doorway that appeared in a wall. "Just cuddle for an hour or two, there are some sweets and water that'll take the edge off a little. Trifle and Trinket do the same. Shoo! Shoo!"

They stepped inside, the room was dimly lit by a singular small lamp on a small table containing four assorted fruit pastries and two glasses of water. The door quickly shut behind them. They each took one. The snacks were quite concentrated and to Vicktor's surprise, salty. Their brains began to flood back as the sugar and electrolytes hit their systems. Quinn and Vicktor smiled at each other and quickly devoured the remaining pastries and downed their drinks.

Quinn activated the inscription on the lamp and plunged the room into a cool darkness.

The two fell on the bed in a heap. The bed was soft and the pillows were firm. Vicktor pulled a thin blanket over them, the warmth of their bodies quickly lulling them both into a deep, enchanted slumber.