This is magical fantasy (or is it?). Do not try at home.

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I stood before the Lady in her throneroom, and bowed my head.

"How may I serve my Lady?" I asked.

The Lady was magnificent. Her black skin was unblemished. Her silver hair flowed down her back without a single strand out of place. Her emotionless face held a terrible charisma. Her unblinking lilac eyes bored deep into my soul.

"You will return to your plane," she commanded. "You will live in the shadows. You will not draw the attention of other divinities. You will use the features of your world to reach many souls, to influence them, to guide them to me."

I understood living in the shadows and not drawing attention to myself. But what did she mean by the features of my world?

"You will use your powers indirectly across time and space. You will leave a mark which others will discover and be entranced by. Their distant passions will slowly commit their souls to me, but let the judgement of time direct when they make their journey to my realm."

Across time and space...  Leave a mark that others will discover... Did she mean the internet? This made sense - placing content on line to be discovered. I could imagine that the influence would be weak versus interacting with someone in person, but would have the potential to reach many thousands (or millions?) over time.

I thought about the Lady's command, my new powers, and how this might work.

"My Lady, could I make a request?" I asked hesitantly. "If I had a partner, with similar powers, I could achieve greater impact."

"You will not have one of my daughters," the Lady responded. Although her tone did not change, I felt her displeasure, and it took every ounce of my willpower not to turn and run.

"My Lady, perhaps an incubus?" my teacher said.

The Lady sat silent for a moment. "Yes. The gatekeeper. Send him to me," she said. "Now go and serve me."

My teacher and I bowed low, turned, and left the throneroom.

***

As my teacher and I walked along the long hallway, she clarified my mission.

"You have great power to influence your world. But if you use this to its full extent you will attract other divinities. Always use the minimum power required. Where possible, let others' proclivities bring their souls to the Lady."

I nodded.

"The Lady has shown you great favour by offering the gatekeeper to serve you as an incubus. It is important that you bind his soul to your command. You must climax together to forge the connection. Your first time is the only time that another's soul will be bound to you instead of the Lady. Once done, you must send the gatekeeper here, as you traveled yourself. But you must not use your powers to make any of this happen, it must be done willingly by him."

We turned into the side-room in which I had arrived in the Lady's realm. The red noose hung in the middle of the room, awaiting my neck. The candles still burnt around the edge of the silver pentagram inscribed on the floor.

I was calm as my teacher lowered the noose over my head, tightened it, and positioned the knot by my right ear. This was to be my third time hanging - could one get used to this?

As I was lifted into the air, my mind was disconnected from my body. I observed dispassionately my body's reactions as the noose clamped tight around my neck, preventing breathing. I let my body struggle as its instincts directed. I enjoyed the feeling of the long black silk dress sliding over my legs as they kicked helplessly in the air. I sensed my body weaken, then relax, as I slid into the darkness.

***

I knew I was moving rapidly through the void, even though I had no external references. Then I felt my soul take a turn into a different dimension, and drop rapidly.

***

I returned to my body, but this time in the gatekeeper's realm.

I was hanging in the room of mirrors. They allowed me to see my body from every angle. My head pushed to one side by the noose. My body dangling relaxed. My toes pointing downwards. My arms bound behind my back. The red leotard accentuated my shape: the swell of my breasts, the concave curve of my waist, the pertness of my arse.

The gatekeeper was sitting on a chair, looking bored.

My body instinctively twitched, and he jumped up, hurrying across the room to lower me to the ground. As I lay on the floor he freed me from the noose, and then from my wrist bindings.

I sat up, and rubbed my neck. "Thank you," I croaked.

"You're welcome. I'm glad to see you back."

I let him help me to my feet, and guide me to the other room. This was a similar size to the room of mirrors, but with white walls. The only feature was a large bed, on which rested the black bodysuit in which I had originally arrived in this gateway realm.

"Before I go back... you said before... you could help me?" I stammered.

He grinned. "I hoped you'd ask". He reached behind my neck to undo the single button of my leotard. I shivered as he touched me. "Don't worry - I'll be gentle."

He peeled the leotard down my body, exposing my nakedness. I wanted him to to touch me, to hold me, to caress me. But he didn't. Instead he calmly undressed himself.

His cock stood to attention. He saw me staring at it. "Go on, you can touch it," he said.

I hesitantly reached out, wrapping my hand softly around it, feeling its warmth and firmness. I gripped more tightly, and slowly moved my hand up and down his shaft. He closed his eyes, and tilted his head back.

After a while, he commanded, "Now lie on the bed." I released his cock and climbed onto the bed. I lay on my back, and spread my legs. My heart pounded in anticipation.

He did not do what I expected. Instead he got onto the bed and placed his mouth between my legs. His tongue explored areas that I not know myself. I lay passively enjoying the unfamiliar sensations.

I felt my pleasure growing, and knew I was time. I placed my hands on either side of his head, and pulled it towards me. "Please," I whispered.

He moved his body up the bed, until he was completely over me. "Please," I said again. He took his cock in his hand, and positioned it. He pushed slowly, and I gasped as he slid inside me.

His body-weight pressed me onto the bed. His hot breath was on my neck. I grasped his arse, feeling the muscles tense each time he thrust deep inside.

My pleasure grew further than I knew was possible, and then I crested the wave, crying out, as my body shook. He grunted as he peaked also, his cock swelling as he came in me. I felt a wave of power flow into me.

We panted, covered in sweat, as we recovered. He rolled off me, onto his back. I lay by his side, my head resting on his chest. I listened to his heartbeat slow. I waited.

"The Lady wants to see you," I said. His body suddenly tensed under me. "She asked me to send you to her before I returned my realm."

He sat up and sighed. "I thought I had more time," he said.

We walked into the mirrored room, and he stepped up to the noose. "Can you do this?" I asked. "You know how to do it right."

He lifted the noose over his head, tightened it, and positioned the knot by his right ear, just as he had done for me before. He crossed his wrists behind him, and I tied them together.

The rope led up to a simple hook in the ceiling, before coming down with a loose end. I could not lift him off the ground - I did not have the body-mass. Therefore I moved the chair next to him, holding him steady as he climbed onto it. I pulled on the loose end of the rope to remove the slack, and tied it off at the cleat on the wall.

He looked unsure. He bent his knees slightly, feeling the noose catch around his throat, then straightened his legs to remove the pressure.

"You believe in the Lady?" I asked. "You have faith?"

"Yes," he said, uncertain. He stared at his reflection in the mirror. "Yes," he said, confidently, and stepped off the chair.

I hurried to move it, in case he had second thoughts, then stepped back to watch.

He fought the noose more violently than I had. His legs kicked furiously, jerking his body around. His muscles stood proud in his legs and arms, his six-pack bulged.

As his struggles became weaker, his cock grew stiff. I approached to see it more closely, safe now his legs twitched rather than kicked. Suddenly his hips rocked forwards, and an arc of cum leapt from him, hitting my face and chest. I squealed and jumped back.

His body relaxed now, as he passed onto the Lady's realm. There was just the residual rhythmic pendulum motion leftover from his previous struggles. Biology turned into physics.

I sat on the chair. I wiped his cum off me with my hand, licking my fingers clean. I waited.

***

Time passed strangely in the gateway. I could not tell if I had waited minutes, hours, or days. I felt no hunger or thirst.

Finally his body twitched, and I rushed to lower him to the ground. I freed him from the noose and untied his wrists.

I reached out with my mind, for the first time using my power to touch him. I sensed much greater mental strength than my test subject in the Lady's realm. But despite this strength, I felt a resonance in tune with me, a sense that I could reach through his defenses and command him with ease. He must have felt my probing, as he sharply looked at me.

"Are you ready to travel to my realm?" I asked.

"Yes mistress," he said.

We returned to the white room. On the bed were now two matching black bodysuits. We climbed into them, the silky material clinging tightly to our bodies. We helped each other raise the hoods and do up the rear, sealing ourselves in darkness.

We lay on the bed, the gatekeeper spooned behind me, wrapping me in his arms. We waited for sleep to take us.

***

I awoke, and somehow knew this was more "real". I felt the weight and warmth of the covers of my bed at home. Instinctively I reached between my legs and felt the reassuring bulge. Yes - everything as it should be. But I also felt warm dampness. It must have been a wet dream - my first since adolescence - but somehow appropriate for the bizarre dreamworld I had just experienced.

I sat up and lowered the hood. The room was dark, just lit by the streetlights outside. I glanced at my bedside clock: past nine o'clock. I had been asleep for nearly three hours.

I got up, closed the curtains, and turned on my bedroom light. What a strange dream that had been. I wondered if there was something hallucinogenic in the suit material that had caused it. However, everything was back to normal now.

Suddenly I sensed movement behind me. I spun round, and sitting there was a male figure enclosed in a black bodysuit.

"So this is your realm then?" said a voice that was unmistakably the gatekeeper's.

So it had not been a dream after all! Oh fuck! Oh fuck! Oh fuck!

***

EPILOGUE - One year later

I drifted in the void.

I sensed the gatekeeper's words in my mind. "I'm done."

"Same here," I replied. "That's a wrap then."

We teleported out of the void to appear next to the cameraman. "Can you show us?" I asked.

He connected the camera to a laptop, and pressed play. The gatekeeper and I watched the scene we had just filmed. (I won't tell you which, for obvious reasons.)

"Good," I said. "Can you add some ageing to make it look older. And cut the final thirty seconds to add some mystery."

"Yes, mistress," the cameraman said.

***

I now led two parallel, disconnected, lives.

In one, I kept my previous existence. I had quit my job, and moved into the art business. With my new powers it was an easy way to extract money from the gullible rich. But I was not excessive, just taking enough to allow a very comfortable life.

In the other, the gatekeeper and I created videos and photos. We had recruited several assistants who needed very little encouragement to help us set-up and film the scenes. These were then uploaded to obscure locations on-line, to be discovered and shared by others.

By now, we felt a steady flow of power, so we knew our mix of breathplay, other fetish, and vanilla porn had found an audience.

So, next time you are masturbating to a video, just think that it might have come from me, and you might be edging your soul towards the Lady.

And if, in the future, you find your soul in the Lady's realm, under her control, you cannot say you were not warned...

***

THE END